Shihōin Naraku knew how wildly famous he had become, but he had still underestimated his popularity.
He had only gone out for a stroll with Uzuki Yugao, yet everyone looked at him as though he were a god. They all but lit incense and enshrined him.
Unlike the looks Naraku received, however, what Uzuki Yugao felt were murderous glares from other women who wanted nothing more than to strangle her.
"Let's get something to eat first!"
"Good idea!"
Naraku would rather have fought a tailed beast than endure everyone's stares. They gave him goosebumps all over and made him unbearably uncomfortable.
The two found a restaurant in a fluster, only to feel exactly the same gazes the moment they entered the dining hall.
"A private room, please!"
"L-Lord Naraku, this way, please!"
Under the enthusiastic server's guidance, Naraku and Uzuki Yugao entered the private room, speechless. Not long after the server left, the restaurant owner appeared.
Faced with the wildly famous Shihōin Naraku, the restaurant owner could barely contain his excitement. He immediately declared that the meal was on him, that this room would be reserved exclusively for Lord Naraku from now on, and that he would never charge him for it.
After seeing off the owner, who was going to make sure the chefs gave it everything they had, Naraku finally sat down, speechless.
"There's not much you can do about it for now, Naraku. You'll just have to bear with it."
Uzuki Yugao offered him some advice and poured him a cup of tea.
There was nothing Naraku could do either. He would have to keep a low profile for a while; going out was not a good idea. But then he immediately grinned.
"Yugao, did you feel those women's murderous stares? You'd better be careful. They might