"Hee hee hee."
Her once snow-white hair had been dyed pitch-black, cascading like silk over the beautiful young Onmyoji. The only thing on her that could be called an accessory was the bell hanging from the ends of her hair.
Then several paper bellflowers unfolded into a black yukata and veil, draping themselves over Abe no Seimei.
The black yukata had an unconventional design, resembling both a wedding gown and mourning clothes, daring and sheer.
Abe no Seimei's crimson lips held the hint of a smile. Her purple eyes seemed full of teasing affection as they roved, brimming with allure.
"Hee, keh heh heh. That's right. Fall."
With Abe no Seimei's soft laughter, the black sludge refined from the flesh and blood of a hundred demons in the deep pit beneath her melted away in an instant, while the evil aura enveloping her grew ever darker and deeper.
She closed her eyes in satisfaction, laid a hand over her chest, and murmured:
"Let Abe no Seimei's soul fall into a darker, deeper abyss."
The pale purple bell hanging from her hair against her chest was also corrupted until it was as black as dark jade. Only a faint, crystalline speck of white light at its very center stubbornly resisted.
"Gulp."
The sound of swallowing rang out among the Self-Defense Forces soldiers at the edge of the Kyoto battlefield, at headquarters, in the Prime Minister's Official Residence in Tokyo, at the Pentagon overseas, and even in ordinary homes around the world.
Regardless of race, nationality, or social standing, countless men stared, their bodies growing hot.
Were they really allowed to watch this for free?
"She's as beautiful as a celestial maiden-no, she's a born seductress! A fox spirit! Abe no Seimei really is the child of a fox demon!"
"Lord Abe's