The Tsundere Oni Child Shuten Douji's Love Story

[You returned to Heian-kyo.]

[A full month had passed since the day you and Shuten Douji departed from that Island.]

[Compared to when you left, Ibaraki Douji's presence and the golden goblet obtained from Ushi-Gozen became things you had to explain.]

[Talent Mountain and River Confrontation Activated: You disguised Ibaraki Douji as Shuten Douji's younger sister, and no one suspected anything.]

[The golden goblet was explained as a collectible item you bought on the road because you liked it.]

[Talent Oni Treasure Activated: Upon returning, Shuten Douji began to expel the oni from the capital for you.]

[It was quite a strange sight.]

Inside Heian-kyo.

"Leave this place!"

Shuten Douji, transformed into a crimson figure on the street, commanded the oni visibly weaker than herself.

Soon.

Before the Heian-kyo foot soldiers arrived, the street had returned to its usual quiet.

Shuten Douji, under the cover of night, led Ibaraki Douji into hiding.

"Phew~"

The petite oni girl wiped the sweat from her brow, revealing a triumphant smile.

"Those foolish humans, thinking they could find me?"

"Wishful thinking!"

"But—"

Ibaraki Douji, led to a hiding spot by Shuten Douji, looked perplexed.

"Shuten, there's something I don't understand."

"What is it?"

Shuten Douji turned, beaming at her friend.

"What don't you understand? Tell me!"

"Well—"

Ibaraki Douji looked toward where the oni had been.

"Weren't those oni like us?"

"Why did you chase them away? Wouldn't it have been better to let them wreak havoc in Heian-kyo?"

"..."

Shuten Douji's expression turned awkward—the question from her subordinate and friend was too sharp.

After a moment, she found a way to escape the embarrassment.

"Ibaraki, you don't understand!"

"I'm ensuring no other oni can compete with us for Heian-kyo, so I'm clearing them out in advance!"

"Is that so?!"

Golden stars appeared in Ibaraki Douji's eyes.

"As expected of Shuten! Always working toward the great revival of the oni race!"

"S-sure, something like that..."

Shuten Douji, seeing Ibaraki Douji's admiration, felt even more awkward.

She couldn't tell her friend her true thoughts—she no longer cared about reviving the oni race.

Her actions were to alleviate the worries of the great onmyoji.

Shuten Douji felt she was betraying her title as the Oni King of Mount Oe.

But—

The feeling wasn't unpleasant.

[You didn't forget your purpose.]

[After returning from Oni Island, you began investigating Minamoto no Mitsunaka.]

[But it wasn't as simple as you thought.]

[You couldn't ask your four adopted sons for help and had to avoid Minamoto no Yorimitsu.]

[It was far from easy.]

[Fortunately, Shuten Douji and Ibaraki Douji were obedient enough that you made some progress.]

[More than a month passed.]

Inside Ian's room.

Shuten Douji was secretly glancing at the great onmyoji beside her.

Her throat moved slightly, her heart pounding.

She had spent a month preparing something—to give him a gift today.

"What is it?"

Ian, busy with the information on the bamboo scrolls, asked without looking up.

"Shuten, what do you want?"

"..."

Seeing the onmyoji's busy figure, Shuten Douji felt shy again.

"Um... are you very busy?"

"If you are, never mind."

"..."

Hearing this, Ian stopped what he was doing.

He turned to look at the blushing Shuten Douji, adjusting his tone.

"Shuten, just say what's on your mind."

"Being so cautious makes me think something's wrong."

"N-nothing's wrong!"

"If nothing's wrong, tell me what you want to say."

Ian looked directly at the petite oni girl.

"You don't want me to get angry, do you?"

"Well—"

Shuten Douji brought out something hidden behind her.

She said shyly, "Please, try the sake I made!"

[It was a bowl of clear sake.]

[You could smell the fragrance from the bowl.]

[You knew it was good sake.]

[But Shuten Douji's demeanor made you think something was off.]

[Still, you decided to try it.]

"Oh... is that all?"

Ian nodded.

"Then give me the sake."

Shuten Douji's eyes lit up, clearly pleased.

"Coming right up!"

The petite oni girl brought the bowl to Ian.

"Here."

Though the sake seemed a bit strange, Ian took a sip.

As expected.

The taste matched the aroma—it was top-notch sake.

Ian could feel the fragrance spreading through his mouth.

"Shuten, it tastes great."

"How did you make it?"

"...Do you really want to know?" Shuten Douji asked, her face red.

"Yes," Ian nodded.

"Then—"

"Don't get mad when I tell you."

"I'll try not to."

Hearing this, Shuten Douji pointed to her lips.

"It's kuchikamizake (chewed sake) that I made!"

"Cough, cough." Ian choked.

"Shuten, you..."

"Don't misunderstand!" Shuten Douji looked at Ian, flustered.

"I just didn't have other brewing tools, so I did it this way!"

"You said causing too much commotion would be a problem! I just followed your advice!"

"..."

Ian looked at Shuten Douji, his initial surprise turning into gentle affection.

"I see, I understand."

He finished the sake in one gulp.

"Thank you, Shuten."

"...Yeah!"

Shuten Douji was overjoyed, as if she had drunk the sake herself.

[You continued your investigation in Heian-kyo.]

[You soon noticed a name you had overlooked.]

[The great onmyoji who gave Higekiri and Hizamaru to Minamoto no Mitsunaka.]

[He shared your surname.]

[Minamoto no Yorimitsu finding you was likely related to him.]

[You realized this might be the key.]

[You decided to start by asking Minamoto no Yorimitsu.]

Another moonlit night.

The Minamoto couple could only meet like this.

On the blue tatami mats were their discarded clothes, still slightly warm.

In the bedding, the onmyoji and the warrior's bodies were entwined.

"Ahm~"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu let out a muffled moan as he didn't let lips alone.

While kissing Ian was playing with her magnificent breasts.

They were soft as marshmallows as he made out various shapes.

"hahh..hah"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu gasped he left her mouth and suckled on her nipples.

She moaned softly and pleaded.

"Husband..ah~ please give me your love".

Ian bit on her nipples harder and slapped her other breasts.

"Ah it seems my wife wants my love what should I do now".

He smirked and teased as her pinched on her bitten nipple and rubbed his cock on her pussy.

"Ahm~ah! Don't tease me like ahn~".

Minamoto no Yorimitsu Exclaimed from being teased like that.

"Then.. Very well I shall grant you the pleasure you desire".

Then with a slapping noise–

He entered inside her moist hole.

"Wife let me make you experience the greatest love I can offer".

As he said his hands grabbed her two huge breasts and brought them closer to each other.

Then sucked on both the nipples together,As he pounded into her pussy.

It caused Minamoto no Yorimitsu's whole body to tremble in pleasure.

He made a mess of her until the whole body of the warrior was filled to the brim with his essence.

"Huff..ha..Dear you were very passionate today..."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu hugged Ian's neck, her purple eyes filled with love as her breathing steadied.

She moved closer, letting her prominent chest rest against her husband.

"It seems you haven't tired of me."

"How could I be tired of you?"

Ian gently caressed her skin under the covers—Minamoto no Yorimitsu's body was soft all over.

"Being able to enjoy peace with you like this is wonderful."

"I think so too."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu responded to Ian's touch, moving closer.

She felt his cock still brimming with energy.

The heat on her lower abdomen made her dizzy with intimacy.

"Please, do it outside too."

Her body moved, enticing him play with her body again.

So he used both of her thighs as tool for his pleasure.

"Ah.ah.ah~".

Minamoto no Yorimitsu had a happy expression as he played with her body again.

She softly moaned and kissed his cheeks and remarked.

"Ah~.ahm~ Dear You're such a good boy."

Finally as Minamoto no Yorimitsu's thighs reddened due to continues abuse Ian released his cum between her thighs.

She touched the sticky substance and licked on it.

And said with voice Deep in love.

"Ah~..Husband you really love me so much".

As she said those words her eyes seemed to have hearts in it.

....

The couple's intimacy faded, returning to rational conversation.

"So many things have happened lately."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu leaned on Ian's arm, her brow showing her trust in him.

"Like what?"

"The court affairs are increasingly burdensome... and the Taira clan wants to seize power from the Minamoto clan."

"Recently—"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the man beside her.

"Something big happened."

"Big? What happened?"

"Well... the 'Aonabi' who was supposed to enter the palace escaped, and the Cloistered Emperor is searching for her."

"That—"

Ian was surprised.

"Are there people who don't want to do that?"

The Cloistered Emperor was the highest authority in Heian-kyo.

Gaining his favor would bring endless wealth and prestige.

Few would give that up.

"What does the Cloistered Emperor plan to do?"

"He seems to want to conduct a large-scale search in Heian-kyo."

"So—"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the onmyoji.

"You might have to help the Minamoto clan again."

"That sounds a bit formal."

Ian looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, gently stroking her purple hair and kissing her forehead.

"I'm already a member of the Minamoto clan, isn't it natural to help?"

"...That's true."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu buried her head in Ian's chest.

"By the way, what did you want to ask me earlier?"

"Oh... Yorimitsu, do you remember any other onmyoji with the same surname as me?"

"No."

Minamoto no Yorimitsu shook her head.

"You know my father never let me get involved in such matters... you're an exception, and the first onmyoji I've ever met."

"I see... I understand."

Ian's fingers trailed upward.

"Then, the night is still long, I want to taste you again."

"Yes... as you wish."

Low murmurs filled the room once more.

Meanwhile.

On the other side of the shoji door.

Ibaraki Douji looked at Shuten Douji, puzzled.

"Shuten~"

"W-what?"

She exclaimed with a deep blush at the unexpected intrusion.

"Why are we sitting here?"

Her question made Shuten douji's blush deepen as she quickly replied.

"It's cool here!"

"Cool? What's cool about it?" Ibaraki Douji looked around. "It's just a hallway. There's barely any breeze."

"And—"

The golden-haired oni girl listened to the sounds from behind the shoji screen.

"They're clearly doing something strange in there!"

"Idiot!"

Shuten Douji covered Ibaraki Douji's mouth.

"Do you have to say everything out loud?!"

"Of course I know what they're doing! It's that... human thing, making babies! "

"Mmmph!"

Ibaraki Douji made muffled noises.

Shuten Douji hesitated, then released her.

"Don't be so loud... they'll hear us."

"Shuten..."

Ibaraki Douji looked at her friend, confused.

"You're acting weird."

"W-weird? How?"

Shuten Douji looked uncomfortable.

"They're the ones making babies, why are we listening outside?" Ibaraki Douji asked directly.

"What good does that do, other than making us annoyed?"

"Do you want to do something?"

"..."

Hearing this, Shuten Douji looked dejected.

She hugged her knees, resting her head on them, and said sadly:

"Of course I know that, and I do want to do something."

"But I'm an oni... even if I want to, he won't."

"So—"

"I'll just listen."

Shuten Douji forced a smile.

"Isn't that good enough?"

"..."

Ibaraki Douji's eyes widened.

"I see... I understand."

[You spent a sweet night with Minamoto no Yorimitsu.]

[Your investigation continued.]

[But information about the former "Abe" onmyoji was scarce.]

[Despite your efforts, you only found that "he" and you were considered the same person—which was clearly wrong.]

[The Cloistered Emperor's orders didn't stop.]

[As Minamoto no Yorimitsu predicted, he issued a search order in Heian-kyo.]

[You noticed other onmyoji among the search parties.]

[While you weren't worried about Shuten Douji and Ibaraki Douji being discovered.]

[You decided to send them out of Heian-kyo as a precaution.]

[If something was discovered, the Minamoto clan would be implicated.]

[You prepared to tell them.]

In the hallway.

Ian saw a familiar figure.

It was Ibaraki Douji—Shuten Douji's friend.

She had stayed because of Shuten Douji, but had little interaction with Ian.

Ian didn't mind.

He simply wanted Shuten Douji to have a friend to talk to.

"..."

"..."

"Is something wrong?" Ian broke the silence.

But he never expected Ibaraki Douji to kneel suddenly.

She bowed deeply, pleading clearly:

"Please, human!"

"Have babies with my friend Shuten!"