Chapter 152

However, Akio didn't pay too much attention to it. The system always randomly unlocked powers for him, and one day, he would surely reach that level or even surpass it...

"By the way, Akio, tomorrow night is the fireworks festival. All the fireworks were made by Yoimiya herself. I heard she even made a special one just for you," Raiden Makoto said. "We'll be busy tomorrow night, so why don't you accompany Yoimiya to the festival?"

Yoimiya, hearing Raiden Makoto's words, looked at Akio with anticipation.

"Sure," Akio nodded, glancing at Yoimiya. This little girl never fought for attention, and tomorrow was the fireworks festival, her favorite event. It would be nice to spend some time alone with her.

"Great!" Yoimiya, seeing Akio agree, happily threw herself into his arms and planted a kiss on him.

Amidst the chatter, the family banquet soon came to an end.

Hiiragi Chisato still had official duties to attend to and couldn't stay at Tenshukaku. She had to return to the Kanjou Commission. Hanachirusato and Kuki Miyuki were in the same boat. With the Divine Coronation Ceremony these days, the affairs of the Grand Narukami Shrine were overwhelming.

Kujou Sara, having just confessed her feelings, was still quite shy. She also planned to return to the Tenryou Commission to rest properly, as she hadn't had much rest these past few days.

Yoimiya returned to the Naganohara Fireworks Shop as well. She needed to prepare for tomorrow night's fireworks festival, aiming to give Akio the most perfect experience.

However, Murata Himeko stayed at Tenshukaku at Raiden Makoto's suggestion, as she had agreed with Akio to explore the festival together during the day.

After saying their goodbyes, the women left Tenshukaku, transforming into streams of light and disappearing in various directions.

"Akio~" Kamisato Ayaka looked at Akio with eyes full of affection, wrapping her arms around him and refusing to let go.

"Look at little Ayaka, so eager," Yae Miko teased. "Akio, hurry and take your little treasure to bed."

"We've indulged for too long tonight. Let's finish the remaining tasks before sleeping."

"That's fine too," Akio nodded, then picked up Kamisato Ayaka and carried her into the bedroom in the inner chambers of Tenshukaku.

Tenshukaku, as the residence of the deity, was incredibly large and luxurious, with office areas, resting areas, and gardens—everything one could need. However, the Shogun had been quite reclusive, rarely venturing outside the office area.

But every day, shrine maidens would come to clean the entire Tenshukaku, ensuring it remained pristine even if the deity didn't use it.

Watching Akio carry Kamisato Ayaka into the bedroom, Yae Miko teased Murata Himeko, "Himeko, aren't you joining them?"

"No..." Murata Himeko's face turned red as she shook her head. "My first time, I want to spend it alone with Akio. I don't want to involve others or be involved by others."

"Oh, still shy?" Yae Miko said with a grin. "Hmph, Akio's a big pervert. He won't miss the chance for a group sleepover in the future."

"We'll talk about that later," Murata Himeko shook her head, smiling. "For the first time, I want to leave some good memories."

"True," Yae Miko nodded. For the first time, it's better to keep it personal.

"By the way, Himeko, tell us about your world. And that Mei you mentioned? Didn't you say we're similar to her?" Raiden Makoto said, writing on her official documents.

"Our world isn't beautiful at all, though there are many stories," Murata Himeko sighed. "The entire world is struggling to survive under the shadow of the Honkai."

"You and Mei are really alike," Murata Himeko said, looking at Raiden Makoto's gentle face with a smile. "Apart from the hairstyle, everything else is almost identical. Mei is as gentle as you, and she's a student I'm very proud of."

"In the final battle, she..." Murata Himeko paused for a moment. "I hope she's doing well. Life should be better now, but Akio said..."

Seeing the melancholy in Murata Himeko's eyes, Raiden Makoto smiled gently. "How about this, Himeko? You style my hair like Mei's?"

"Makoto?" Murata Himeko looked at her in surprise.

"I'd like to try Mei's hairstyle," Raiden Makoto said softly.

"Alright," Murata Himeko nodded gently. She stepped forward and began to carefully arrange Raiden Makoto's smooth, long hair, styling it according to her memory.

Once the hairpin was secured, Raiden Makoto's hairstyle was complete.

"Is this Mei's hairstyle?" Raiden Makoto took out a small mirror and examined her reflection, smiling. "It looks very nice. What do you think, Himeko?"

Seeing the same gentle smile, the figure before her overlapped with the one in her memory. With this hairstyle, Raiden Makoto looked exactly like Mei, even her voice was just as tender. Murata Himeko's eyes grew moist.

"It's... very beautiful," Murata Himeko said softly, looking at Raiden Makoto. "Thank you, Makoto."

Murata Himeko understood Raiden Makoto's intention. She wanted her to see Mei one more time, because after coming to this world, she might never see Mei again.

Indeed, Makoto was a very gentle deity.

...

In the bedroom of Tenshukaku, Akio held a breathless Kamisato Ayaka, her face flushed with a hint of lingering passion.

Her snow-white skin was tinged with a faint pink, and beads of sweat glistened, making her look utterly breathtaking.

Satiated, Kamisato Ayaka clung tightly to Akio, burying her face in his broad, sturdy chest.

"Akio, I love you so much..." Kamisato Ayaka's voice, filled with adoration, expressed her deep affection for Akio.

Her voice was as sweet and refreshing as a clear spring, and the tenderness in her tone after their intimacy made Akio feel deeply content. He gently patted her smooth back and said, "Ayaka, I love you too~"

"I'll give you a gift." With that, Akio infused the Pseudo-Herrscher Core of Ice into Kamisato Ayaka's body. Since she already possessed a Cryo Vision, the fusion of this power was swift.

"This... such immense power! It's dozens of times stronger than my previous Vision!" Kamisato Ayaka exclaimed, feeling the explosive energy within her.

Then, her eyes were drawn to the incredibly beautiful katana that appeared in Akio's hand.

The blade was pure white, with an oval tsuba featuring six hollowed-out designs.

The hilt was adorned with exquisite patterns, and a snow-white ribbon was tied at the end.

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