The boy who is a shrine maiden does not want to marry

"Greetings, Master Honglian. I am from the Hanyu family."

"Greetings, Red Lotus Priestess, I am from the Onmyoji."

"Greetings, Master Honglian. I am from the Kyoto Investigation Department."

"Greetings, sir. I am from the Honda family."

"Respected Red Lotus Priestess, I come from..."

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As Ming Xue asked questions, the courtesans behind him bowed and introduced themselves.

"It's really a star-studded place." Ming Xue's mouth twitched slightly. He never expected that such a small float would gather so many psychics from all major forces in Kyoto.

"Please ask your Excellency to stand on the flower carriage in person to intimidate the villains in the dark." An oiran stepped forward and explained the situation to Ming Xue.

Mingxue understood the arrangements of the major forces in Kyoto after hearing this. Because Fifteen and Fujiwara Takeshi from the Tokyo headquarters had left, the impression given was that Kyoto's supernatural security was empty, and Kyoto needed some outstanding young talents to show that Kyoto still had strength.

If Kana Fushimi steps out to be the oiran, it means that Kyoto is in a period of transition and its foundation has been completely wiped out in the war.

If Mingxue is the one who comes out to be the oiran, it means Kyoto still has spare capacity.

"I will meet you all one by one after the matter is over." Ming Xue covered her forehead with one hand, "And I am from Chiba, so I am not from Kansai, right?"

"Lord Honglian, compensation will be sent to your mansion afterwards." An oiran stepped forward to express his opinion.

Seeing this, the other courtesans also expressed their intentions, but most of them offered money or disposable spiritual weapons.

Mingxue also knew that this small favor would not require a spiritual weapon that could be used for a long time, so she nodded in agreement and asked the courtesans to leave.

"Sir, don't you need us to help you change your clothes?" an Oiran asked in surprise, "You know, it's hard to wear a kimono alone."

But Mingxue waved her hand and said, "I'm used to wearing it alone."

What a joke. If he really asks someone to help him change his clothes, his identity as a boy will definitely be exposed.

If other people knew that he, a boy, became an oiran, wouldn't he be laughed to death?

And most importantly, he had already devoted himself to the four girls and didn't want to have any unspeakable physical contact.

You still have to have the proper moral integrity and loyalty.

Mingxue politely declined the help of the courtesans and put on the courtesan kimono herself, and then allowed the courtesan outside to come in to put on makeup and put on a hairpin for her.

After Mingxue was dressed up, she brought the other courtesans to the front of the float.

At this time, there were amazing cheers on both sides of the street, and people took photos to linger.

Being watched by so many people, Mingxue suddenly understood why those stars hated the camera lights. That kind of huge social pressure was really uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the float started, and Mingxue's mental stress was reduced a little. The corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and she began to smile a business smile with her mouth but not her heart.

As night falls, the city lights gradually light up, and the neon lights on both sides of the streets flash colorful lights, giving the city a dreamy look.

On a night like this, Ming Xue standing on the float is particularly eye-catching.

She was wearing an elegant lotus blue kimono with delicate patterns embroidered on it. These patterns sparkled under the light, like the brightest stars in the night sky. The hem of the kimono swayed gently with her steps, like a blooming flower, blooming with unique brilliance in the crowd.

Ming Xue had light makeup on her face, her eyes were bright as stars, sparkling with a tenderness that made people feel distressed. Her hair was combed neatly, with a few strands of hair hanging gently beside her cheeks, adding a bit of softness. There was also an indescribable sense of maturity of a wife, which made people flock to her.

On this lively night, a beauty like Ming Xue with the temperament of a Yamato Nadeshiko seems to be a beautiful landscape in modern society. Her beauty and temperament are particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the group of courtesans behind her. Her presence makes people feel the perfect fusion of tradition and modernity, and also makes people full of infinite reverie about Ming Xue's identity.

But they didn't know Mingxue's anxiety.

Because Mingxue had been standing on the float for more than two and a half hours, his legs had already felt a little weak, not to mention the girls' physical condition after four times of moisturizing. If it weren't for the socks of pleasing and serving, he would have sat down long ago.

Really, who should I throw the sachet to?

Mingxue smiled at the passers-by and tourists on both sides of the street, but her heart was full of anxiety.

The news that he was on patrol by car had probably spread to all major forces long ago. His mission was obviously accomplished, so he could get off the car.

However, Japan is a country that values ​​process more, which can be seen from Japan's history and archery. So he couldn't get off the car in front of him with the four sachets in his hands.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Yun Zhi's voice rang in his mind.

[Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, this way! ]

Because of the contract, Mingxue easily found Yun Zhi in the crowd.

[Xiaoxue, give me the sachet! ]

Yun Zhi, who was standing in the crowd, saw Ming Xue looking over here and quickly jumped up and waved.

Mingxue didn't waste any time and took out a sachet and threw it towards Yunzhi.

His action of throwing the sachet caused cheers from the crowd, and some uninformed passers-by and tourists jumped up to catch the sachet thrown by Mingxue.

Seeing this, Mingxue became inexplicably worried. She stared at the sachet nervously, praying that it would not fall into the hands of others.

Fortunately, Yun Zhi herself was transformed from a demon sword, and her physical strength was beyond the reach of ordinary people, so she easily received Ming Xue's sachet.

There was a sigh in the crowd, and then they found out that the person who picked up the phone was a woman, and then they burst into cheers.

But what they didn't expect was that the second person who caught the sachet was a young girl with shoulder-length hair and a pretty face, looking like a female warrior who was both brave and gentle.

"I received the sachet!" Hua Yang, who was standing in the crowd, shouted to Ming Xue.

Hearing this voice, Mingxue felt inexplicably relieved.

It's good to be Huayang.

He would rather throw it to the girls than let anyone else catch it, and although he has a gentle personality, his sexual orientation is normal.

Soon, Mingxue threw out the third one, and the person who caught it made the others spread their hands helplessly.

Because the third person to catch it was Ye Yue, who was protected by many bodyguards in suits and sunglasses.

Everyone could only stare at the eldest lady from Kyoto, after all, she was rich.

Therefore, Mingxue's last sachet made the atmosphere on both sides of the street even more tense.

When a white-haired beauty holding a red umbrella walked to the middle of the street and stopped the float, the originally bustling streets became quiet.

Someone stopping the car means someone is challenging the oiran? Everyone looked at the beauty holding the umbrella and found that she was indeed as beautiful as Ming Xue, and even had a better figure.

Just when everyone thought they could see women fighting, Ming Xue, who was standing on the float, smiled and threw the sachet to the white-haired beauty holding a red umbrella.

The white-haired beauty took the flying sachet with a blush on her face.

At this time, the three girls who had caught the sachets in front also came to the center of the street and showed the sachets in their hands to the white-haired beauty.

Just as everyone was sighing that the courtesan was redeemed by her best friend and discussing whether it was a shady deal, Mingxue on the float wiped her eyes, wiping away the tears of emotion.

Four fragrances gathered together, secretly promising each other love!

The treasure in the bag will never be abandoned!