After completing the transaction with Shamon, Kicho's teaching work for Samurai was also successfully completed.
After all, she does not need to let all Samurai learn the power-generating skills of Bagua·Vacuum Palm. As long as the leader Kurobei and other Samurai learn it, they can compete with Yayoi.
The remaining part requires Samurai themselves to discuss and study internally and innovate their own Swordsmanship.
Under the corridor of Inner Court, Yayoi is sitting here, admiring the scenery in the yard, and it is rare to have a leisurely day.
On his left hand side, there is an unopened folder.
Yayoi was just about to pick up the folder when a white and tender hand stretched out from behind and grabbed the folder in the palm of his hand.
Yayoi looked back and saw a girl with long black hair wearing a strapless black kimono and white knee-high socks on her legs, appearing behind her. She was holding a folder in her hand and her face was serious, as if she was dealing with some kind of dangerous object.
"It's you, Yaya, didn't I give you and Irori a holiday? Why didn't you see Irori?"
"Sister Irori will be here soon. And Yaya, as Mr. Yayoi's bed partner and bodyguard, must protect Mr. Yayoi's chastity even during the holidays!"
Yaya spoke loudly, as if he was announcing his presence in a high-profile manner.
"It's really hard for you to say such things without caring... But the thing in your hand is not a dangerous item. Can you give it to me?"
Yayoi shook his head and asked Yaya for the folder.
Yaya clenched the folder in his hand, his little brows knitted together.
"Yayoi Master, you are so careless. This kind of thing of unknown origin should be eliminated directly. There is probably a trap inside that will spew out poison if opened!"
"You have such a rich imagination. This is just a very ordinary report document."
"No! There's a very dangerous smell up here!"
Yaya looked serious. She just stared at the folder, then suddenly brought her nose close and sniffed the surface of the folder vigorously.
Suddenly his face changed drastically, and he quickly covered his mouth and nose with one hand, as if he smelled an unbearable smell.
"Sure enough, it's exactly what Yaya thought. Even through the kraft paper, Yaya can clearly smell it - it's the arrogance of the new little hoof!"
Before Yaya could make the next move, a freezing sound could be heard in the air.
Her hands were frozen with ice.
Irori came over from the other end of the corridor. She was not wearing her usual blue kimono. She was only wearing a thin white yukata, with a blue rope tied around her waist to prevent the yukata from slipping off.
The long silver-white hair has not yet been completely dried, and some wet strands are draped casually over her shoulders and yukata.
Her posture showed that she had just stepped out of the bath.
Although it is a bit against common sense to wear thin clothes at this time of year, Irori's body structure cannot be treated with common sense, and the cold winter air cannot bring any pressure to her.
"Yaya, you can't be rude to Mr. Yayoi."
Irori took the folder from Yaya's hand and placed it in Yayoi's hand.
"Thank you, Irori."
Yayoi took the folder and opened it slowly.
As Yayoi said, this is a report document from afar, but there are many photos included in this report document.
One of the photos accidentally slipped down.
Before Yayoi could pick it up, Yaya quickly grabbed it with quick eyes and hands. When he spread it out in front of his face, his cheeks immediately bulged in displeasure.
"Yaya is right, it's the new little hooves who is trying to seduce Master Yayoi!"
The photo shows a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl with long black hair, squatting next to a warm fireplace, with a snowy scenery outside the window.
The girl squatted down, holding a cute tabby cat in her arms, with a clean and refreshing smile on her face, full of life.
Even if the black-haired girl in the photo didn't do anything, in Yaya's eyes, she was no different than making a show of herself.
"It's Miss Izayoi."
Irori smiled as expected, and then accompanied Yayoi to read the rest of the photos.
They are all normal life photos and landscape photos.
One of them is a photo of Izayoi and a three-meter-tall white bear. However, the posture of the white bear in the photo looks a bit awkward and seems a bit forced.
Well, I think it was Izayoi who deeply moved it with friendship, love, and bond, which led to this extremely precious group photo, which shows the harmonious coexistence between humans and animals.
In addition, there are some private photos, such as wearing Ninja Outfit, wearing Samurai armor, and photos wearing pajamas and private clothes.
"Sure enough, it's another little hoof."
Yaya also saw these photos, no matter how I looked at them, I felt unhappy.
"Yaya, you are not allowed to say bad words. But is Miss Izayoi so leisurely in the mining area? How about adding some more burdens to her so that she can focus on her work?"
Irori maintained a gentle and decent smile and gently brushed the hair beside her ears.
"As long as the work in the mining area is completed without any accidents, there is no need to be too demanding. After all, life in that place is boring, so this may be a way for her to relieve her mental stress."
Yayoi said something fair.
"Oh, I'm just giving you some advice. Mr. Yayoi, you are acting a little too anxious."
Not to mention Yaya, whose cheeks were puffy, Irori pursed his lips and smiled.
"Besides, I didn't say that I would add more burdens to Miss Izayoi in the mining area. If I were to add more burdens, I think it would be better to be transferred back and serve as a guard or civilian staff beside Mr. Yayoi. What do you think, Mr. Yayoi?"
"As for the escort, Yaya alone is enough!"
Irori said this, but Yaya couldn't sit still.
"You're also saying that it's because Yaya you didn't do a good job as a guard that I have to consider other candidates."
Irori sighed.
"Damn it..." Yaya knew that he couldn't fight Irori, so he could only stare at Yayoi with tears in his eyes. "Master Yayoi..."
"Don't worry, I won't take away your guard job. Irori is just joking with you."
Yayoi patted Yaya on the head to calm her down.
Unlike Irori, who is emotionally calm, Yaya is the kind of person who listens to the wind and rain. If something goes wrong at the slightest moment, his mood may fluctuate violently.
Coupled with his straightforward personality, if he really gets into trouble, it may never end.
"My lord husband, Irori, and Yaya, you are all here."
At this time, Kicho walked up from the other end of the corridor, wearing a lavender kimono, showing his noble and elegant temperament.
Compared with the indifferent expression on Irori's face, Yaya stared at Kicho with some caution.
She often eavesdrops on corners, and she knows very well that this woman is not at all noble and elegant at night, and her tricks even look a bit obscene to her...
"Because today is a day off. Kicho Are you here from Aoi and Rinko?"
Yayoi replied, and then asked Kicho.
Since Aoi and Rinko became pregnant, they put down their work and concentrated on raising their baby.
Kicho usually takes care of them. I can only say that Shadow Clone's technique is too convenient.
In addition to the energy spent taking care of the two of them, Kicho is almost ignored. After all, taking care of a pregnant woman is much simpler than her spiritual practice.
A few days a month, Yayoi will personally take care of Aoi and Rinko.
"Well, their bodies are well maintained. I believe they will be able to give birth to healthy children in a few months. As for Doichi, after a while, I believe I won't need to worry too much."
Kicho said this, then came to Yayoi, and glanced at the photo Yayoi placed next to it.
"It's that little girl from the Uchiha Clan. She's so beautiful."
Kicho recognized Izayoi. Although she was not familiar with him, he had met him a few times.
He is a genius who is not inferior to her at all in terms of talent.
"This is the new little hoof."
Yaya secretly peeped at Kicho's reaction, and the idea of diverting trouble to others was clearly revealed on her face.
She knew that creatures like women were always very jealous, especially since this little Langdie had the status of the 'major wife', so she definitely didn't want men to always be messing around with women outside.
"Isn't that great? If it's this little girl, she might be able to give birth to a healthy and strong child for my husband. Land of Night's next generation cannot be supported by Doichi alone."
Kicho's tone was like going out to discuss what to eat today.
Yaya gritted his teeth secretly, what's going on with this little Langdie? Shouldn't he cry and hang himself when he sees this situation, and then yell at such a shameless little fox?
Can you have some majesty as a royal wife?
"What do you think, Irori?"
Kicho looked at Irori.
As we all know, Land of Night has two generals.
For Kicho, Inner Court of General's Residence has two 'major wives', one is her and the other is Irori.
Even on the boundary of power, Irori is still above her, the 'major wife' whom the media is marrying, and is almost equal to the general Yayoi.
As for Yaya, it doesn't matter what she thinks.
"If Master Yayoi likes it, there is nothing we can do about it."
Irori tilted her head. She had no idea whether she was willing or unwilling. After all, it would not affect her status with Yayoi.
So the finality of the matter was quietly finalized between the two people, forming a tacit understanding.
Seeing the collusive attitudes of Kicho and Irori, Yaya felt his eyes darken.
It's really dark in Land of Night.
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Hisana recently. Isn't she here?"
Kicho glanced around and found no trace of Hisana.
In Inner Court, she cannot always use Byakugan to observe the whereabouts of others, that would be very offensive.
"I've rarely seen her recently. She should be in her yard now. I'll go over and check on her later."
After hearing Kicho mention Hisana, Yayoi realized that they seemed to be deliberately avoiding each other recently.
This is not because he is a little afraid of Hisana's cows colliding and pigs rushing in. It's just that as a general, he has been too busy with work recently.
I am also considering Swordsmanship's reform of Samurai, doing business with Sunagakure, and there are various other things to deal with, such as considering how to reply to Uchiha Kitten who is still in the Northeast.
Well, that's the thing.
(As for the descendants of the protagonist, it is not easy to write about them in their infant and early childhood years. I will wait until they are four or five years old before describing them in detail.)