"You say you're the Princess of the Moon? Then why did you come to Earth? By your tone, you should look down on earthlings, so why would you set foot on what you consider to be filthy Earth?" Yakumo Feng questioned slowly.
"That, you don't need to know." Kaguya-hime's expression turned cold as she said in a chilly voice.
Yakumo Feng rubbed his nose, thinking, "I know perfectly well. Didn't you just make forbidden drugs and get punished by being sent down? What's so unspeakable about that?"
"I don't care what you intend to do, I just want to know." Yakumo Feng paused, his expression becoming more serious than ever: "Why are you approaching Meihong?!"
"Little Meihong?" Kaguya-hime's expression softened for a moment when she heard Meihong's name.
"Is it because Meihong is Fuhito's daughter that you're approaching her, wanting to use her to influence Fuhito?" Yakumo Feng asked softly, staring at Kaguya-hime with an unpleasant expression.
"I never had any intention of using Meihong, and why would I approach Fujiwara no Fuhito! Moreover, what does my relationship with Meihong have to do with you?" Kaguya-hime put away her previous soft expression and stared back at Yakumo Feng with an equally unpleasant look, speaking coldly.
"Meihong is my most beloved younger sister. She is also the closest person to me right now!" Yakumo Feng said excitedly.
"Hmph, a rigid fellow, relying on his status as an elder to try and restrict little Meihong's friendships, eh?" Kaguya-hime looked at Yakumo Feng and curled her lip in disdain.
"You!!" Yakumo Feng was so angry he couldn't speak. After all, as Kaguya-hime said, although he doted on Meihong, he didn't restrict her friendships. This was because he didn't want Meihong to end up like him.
Kaguya stared at Yakumo Feng, thinking to herself, "Hmph, when Eirin arrives, I will definitely make Yakumo Feng wish he were dead. I'll make him test Eirin's medicines."
Yakumo Feng had no idea how many heavy-themed scenarios were flashing through Kaguya-hime's mind at that moment. He even thought about telling Meihong to stay away from Kaguya when he got back. But then he remembered Meihong's blissful smile when she spoke of Kaguya-hime, and he gave up.
"...…Forget it, forget it." Yakumo Feng struggled with his thoughts for a long while before finally saying helplessly. He didn't want Meihong to be sad, so he turned around and walked towards the door.
A rare clear morning. The light snow that had been falling for the past few days finally stopped. The snow that had fallen over these days had accumulated into a thick layer. The people of Kyoto had begun to clear the snow from their houses and roads one after another.
"Sigh~~" Yakumo Feng was sweeping the snow in front of his door, beginning what he didn't know was the nth sigh of the day. Half a month had passed since his night visit to Kaguya-hime.
Since that day, Kaguya-hime had openly started visiting his courtyard every other day. Although she claimed to be coming to see Meihong, Kaguya-hime's behavior made Yakumo Feng the constant target of Fuhito's jealousy.
Every time he met Fuhito, the resentment of envy, jealousy, and hatred emanating from him made Yakumo Feng feel very embarrassed. Most importantly, Kaguya-hime had instilled something in Meihong's ear, causing Meihong's gaze towards him to no longer just contain the previous respect and admiration, but also a hint of pity and sympathy, which simply made Yakumo Feng feel utterly depressed.
Damn Kaguya-hime, ah ah ah ah ah!!! Yakumo Feng furiously overturned the tea table in his mind.
Although Yakumo Feng knew Kaguya-hime was black-bellied, he didn't expect her to be this black.
"Maple-nii!~~" As Yakumo Feng was gloomily sweeping snow, a clear and pleasant voice came from a distance, drawing closer. Yakumo Feng knew it was Meihong without even turning his head.
"What is it? What brings you here? Aren't you going to find your big sister, you girl?" Yakumo Feng said irritably without looking back.
Ever since Kaguya-hime arrived, Meihong would run to Kaguya-hime whenever she had a chance, and it only got worse after Kaguya-hime came to Yakumo Feng's courtyard to find Meihong.
"Hehehe~~ Maple-nii, please forgive Meihong~~" Seeing that Yakumo Feng was sulking, Meihong couldn't help but chuckle, then ran behind Yakumo Feng, hugged him, and rubbed her face against his broad back, acting spoiled.
"You girl!" Yakumo Feng turned around and playfully tapped Meihong's head.
"Heeheehee~~ Oni-chan~~" Meihong giggled, rubbed the spot where she was hit, and then threw herself into Yakumo Feng's arms.
"Alright, stop acting spoiled. That trick doesn't work on me anymore." Although he said that, one could tell from Yakumo Feng's expression that he was quite pleased. Meihong felt that this trick was always effective and secretly made a victory sign in Yakumo Feng's arms.
"You girl." Yakumo Feng sensed Meihong's movement in his arms and shook his head helplessly.
"Oni-chan." Meihong released her hug from Yakumo Feng and called out to him a little timidly. She still felt very guilty for ignoring him these past few days, even though Kaguya-hime repeatedly said, "Daijoubu, Mondai Nai" (It's alright, no problem) and that if Yakumo Feng dared to hold it against her, she would go settle scores with Yakumo Feng.
Even though Kaguya-hime guaranteed Meihong would be fine, Meihong still felt uneasy and, at the same time, was very curious about the relationship between Yakumo Feng and Kaguya-hime.
"What exactly is the relationship between Maple-nii and Big Sister? Lovers? Hmm, maybe. According to Big Sister, Maple-nii hasn't married yet and is still an old virgin. By the way, what's an old virgin? Big Sister might not even know now. But if that's the case, wouldn't Father… can Father win against Maple-nii?" Countless thoughts flashed through Meihong's small head, and at the same time, for some reason, a faint, inexplicable sense of unwillingness flashed in her heart.
"Hurry up and practice your sword." Yakumo Feng lightly called out, and Meihong, startled, quickly ran into the doorway. Yakumo Feng picked up the broom that had fallen to the ground and began sweeping snow again.
One cannot spoil children blindly; sometimes strictness is necessary. Yakumo Feng strongly agreed with this statement. Therefore, although Yakumo Feng doted on Meihong in daily life, he was always strict during cultivation and never allowed Meihong to be lazy.
Meihong's laziness these past few days had already displeased Yakumo Feng. If Meihong continued like this, Yakumo Feng might harden his heart and punish her.
By the time Yakumo Feng had cleared all the accumulated snow, it was already noon. After Yakumo Feng put the broom back in its place, he walked into the courtyard and saw Meihong diligently swinging her sword.
In the cold weather, Meihong's body emitted waves of warmth and countless white mist slowly rose from her, showing how serious Meihong was. Yakumo Feng nodded and, without disturbing Meihong, walked directly back to his room to comprehend the power of the realm.
By noon, Yakumo Feng woke up from his cultivation. He went to prepare lunch.
"Meihong, that's enough, time to rest." Yakumo Feng saw Meihong still practicing her sword, so he called out to her to rest.
"I know." Meihong responded, finished her last sword swing, picked up a towel from the side to wipe her sweat, and then picked up a kettle and drank water fiercely.
"The bathwater is ready, you should go take a bath now." Yakumo Feng put away Meihong's towel.
"Oni-chan~~~" Suddenly, when Meihong heard Yakumo Feng tell her to take a bath, she called out to him in a sweet, drawn-out voice.
"Come on, you're already this old. Don't even think about asking me to go bathe with you." Yakumo Feng knew what Meihong was thinking the moment he heard her and quickly waved his hand to refuse.
"Tch~ Stingy~~" Meihong pouted.
"This isn't a matter of being stingy or not." Yakumo Feng shook his head helplessly, then urged, "Hurry up and take a bath, look at all that sweat."
"Then Maple-nii, I'm going to take a bath." Seeing that Yakumo Feng disagreed, Meihong had no choice but to go take a bath by herself.
"Why is this girl so obsessed with my hair?" Yakumo Feng sighed helplessly and, at the same time, touched his hair, feeling very puzzled as to why Meihong liked his hair so much. At the same time, an idea popped into his head.
At the dining table.
Meihong quickly but gracefully devoured the food in front of her. Yakumo Feng, beside her, watched Meihong with a smile, making Meihong feel a little embarrassed.
"Maple-nii, why are you looking at me like that?" Meihong asked, a little embarrassed, after finishing all her food and putting down her bowl and chopsticks.
"Nothing, I just wanted to give you a gift." Yakumo Feng said with a smile.
"Eh?! A gift?" Meihong exclaimed in surprise.
"Mm." Yakumo Feng smiled and nodded, then gathered his demonic energy in his hand, and with a gentle wave, cut off a strand of hair from his hand. Then, under Meihong's surprised and curious gaze, he braided this strand of hair into a bracelet. Yakumo Feng's hair was also a part of Yakumo Feng's body, and a bracelet made from his hair would not only be sturdy but also indestructible.
"Take it." After all the work was done, Yakumo Feng smiled and handed the bracelet woven from his own hair to Meihong.
"Maple-nii, this is?" Meihong did not take the bracelet but looked at Yakumo Feng, confused and a little nervous.
"It's nothing. Since Meihong likes my hair so much, she must really like this bracelet. Take it." Yakumo Feng unceremoniously put the bracelet into Meihong's hand.
"Thank you, Maple-nii!" After hearing Yakumo Feng's explanation, Meihong happily accepted the bracelet and eagerly put it on.
"Meihong, this is the only thing I can give you right now." Yakumo Feng smiled as he watched Meihong happily playing with the bracelet, sighing softly in his heart.