What does Nihon have to do with me?
Although Mo Shuying wanted to say something like that, he decided to get involved anyway.
"That is a problem. It seems we need to plan this out carefully."
So, two days later.
In the Imperial Palace, the capital of Nihon, humans and yokai gathered.
Literally, both humans and yokai gathered there.
This was the residence of the Nihon Imperial Family, the former Edo Castle, now requisitioned by Mo Shuying. It was all ancient architecture, quiet and peaceful—a good place to rest.
Within this complex of buildings, in a large conference room, on the left sat a dozen human representatives. They included high-ranking Nihon officials and the leaders of the rebellious military factions that had emerged recently.
On the right were the yokai.
Each one was grotesque, with exposed fangs, looking terrifying just sitting there. But at this moment, they were all well-behaved, not daring to act presumptuously.
The reason was simple.
"G-great masters, w-when do we start?"
A green-skinned oni with a single horn on its head sat stiffly, asking the two Oni Kings who were drinking beside it.
Shuten Doji and Ibaraki Doji were true Oni Kings, and the hordes of oni they once led were once dominant forces.
To these oni-type yokai, Shuten Doji and Ibaraki Doji exerted a natural, bloodline-based suppression. If the two of them said go east, the others wouldn't dare go west; they were absolutely obedient.
"What's the rush? We're not in a hurry, so why are you? Sit still!"
Ibaraki Doji slammed the table, and the green-skinned oni trembled like a sieve.
Watching the yokai across from them being scolded, the humans on the left didn't even dare to lift their heads. Although those oni feared those young girls, they didn't fear them! If they angered the yokai, they would eat people!
Just as everyone was feeling anxious, Kiichi Hōgen, dressed in a secretary's outfit, walked in holding some documents.
"Kiichi Hōgen, where's our Master?"
Shuten Doji peered behind Kiichi Hōgen but didn't see anyone.
Kiichi Hōgen walked directly to the main seat, placed the documents down, adjusted her glasses, and spoke.
"Ahem, Master is busy (tired), so he asked me to preside over the meeting (there was no other choice). Is everyone here?"
Kiichi Hōgen was also put on the spot, all because her Master was lazy (busy).
"Excellent, everyone is here. Let's begin today's meeting. This is the first meeting for [Human-Yokai Peaceful Coexistence]. Now, let's begin!"
Afterward, the meeting lasted for half an hour.
It proceeded very smoothly. Whatever Kiichi Hōgen said, the people below didn't dare to refute or object.
Ultimately, this was a meeting to establish rules for yokai and humans to coexist peacefully. Yokai couldn't arbitrarily bully or eat people, and humans couldn't provoke yokai. Everyone had to coexist peacefully and develop together.
The human side naturally agreed a hundred percent to these demands and voluntarily offered various tributes and concessions to the yokai.
The yokai side was also very satisfied. Humans truly were sensible. If they could genuinely coexist peacefully, they also didn't wish for constant fighting.
Thus, a Human-Yokai Peaceful Coexistence treaty was signed in that conference room.
Mo Shuying realized he was truly not good at managing a country. He decided to let someone else, who was capable of handling such matters, take care of it.
As for himself…
"Mmm~"
Mo Shuying looked at Tomoe Gozen, who was sleeping soundly beside him. Remembering the wonderful night, he pulled back the covers and continued!
This story is a long one, but since it's not really allowed to be told, I'll just make it brief.
As Tomoe Gozen's great benefactor, after arriving at the Imperial Palace, Tomoe Gozen came to Mo Shuying's door under the cover of night and offered her gratitude.
Mo Shuying was also an upright person. Since it was gratitude, he certainly had to offer some kind of thank-you gift.
So Mo Shuying proposed signing a contract.
Tomoe Gozen hesitated but finally agreed. So, Mo Shuying pulled Tomoe Gozen into the room and began signing the contract.
And then there was nothing more to say.
The moment their contract was formed, everything became so natural. An entire night of "labor" was also why Mo Shuying couldn't attend the meeting.
Suddenly, Mo Shuying felt that the life of an emperor seemed pretty good. Anyway, he was just a shut-in; there was no problem with having a higher quality of life, right?
And so…
The abominable imperial life began.
From then on, the emperor no longer attended morning court.
This life continued for several days until a letter arrived from Chaldea.
"Oh, you! You leave and don't come back, do you? You have Chaldea and you don't return! Is it really that free and easy outside?!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt like if it didn't make an appearance soon, it would be forgotten.
Meanwhile, Mo Shuying calmly accepted the teacup offered by the gentle Tomoe Gozen beside him. He frowned at the red fruit floating in the cup but, seeing Tomoe Gozen's expectant look, he tilted his head back and drank it all.
"It's not that I don't want to come back; it's just that things are too busy here. Nihon is in ruins and needs rebuilding. Oh, and I'm planning to rename Nihon. Do you have any good suggestions?" Mo Shuying said, his face betraying no emotion.
Fujimaru Ritsuka's face, however, turned dark.
"Busy? Busy with women? Men! They're all trash! If you don't want to come back, then don't! Hmph!"
The video call ended. Mo Shuying shrugged. Why does it feel like my 'harem' is on fire? I don't even have a harem.
"So, Tomoe, what do you think we should rename it?"
Mo Shuying turned to look at Tomoe Gozen. She blushed under his gaze, then lowered her head, poured him another cup of tea, and spoke.
"Whatever Master wishes to call it, that's what it shall be called. We will certainly support it."
Blind. Indeed, women in love are blind, and Servants are no exception.
"Oh, then let's call it Huaxia's 11th District."
"Huh? What kind of name is that?" Tomoe Gozen looked confused. Why the 11th District? Where are the first 10?
"Hahaha~ Just kidding. We can talk about renaming it later. It's getting late. Come on, let's go back and rest."
"Mmm~"
Time flowed like water, and soon, a week passed.
Mo Shuying continued his leisurely life, but one day, Kiichi Hōgen arrived and reported.
"Master, as per your instructions, Nihon has reconnected to the world network. Although there were some setbacks, it successfully connected. However, on the third day after reconnection, which is this morning, we have detected three waves of illegally entering Mana units. How would you like us to deal with them?"
Having been isolated, reconnecting to the world, even without any public announcement, was bound to attract the attention of some countries. The "Mana units" referred to Mages. Previously, Nihon had experienced a period of intense Mana fluctuations, clearly indicating that powerful Mages were fighting.
During the conflict, they dared not approach, but now that peace had returned, some countries started revealing their hidden intentions, beginning to land on the island to see the current state of Nihon.
Mo Shuying frowned after hearing Kiichi Hōgen's words. He hadn't expected them to arrive so quickly.
"Since they've come, invite them all in. It's time the Magecraft World knew that Nihon now belongs to me."
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