Shuten Douji: I'm Just Drinking the Sake from You!

"..."

Ian knew that Ibaraki Douji wasn't the type to speak without thinking.

Especially since he knew she didn't particularly like him.

In simpler terms—

This was likely a request made for her best friend, Shuten Douji.

But—

Even so, it was still absurd.

"Please have babies with my friend Shuten."

Hearing such words from another oni was quite unexpected.

"Ibaraki."

Ian looked at the small, earnest oni girl with yellow hair, trying to keep his tone calm.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

"Of course, I do."

Ibaraki Douji looked up.

"I'm seriously asking you."

"I hope you can—"

Ibaraki Douji looked at Ian's lower waist.

"Insert your big stick into Shuten's body."

"..."

A blunt description.

Compared to Shuten Douji, Ibaraki Douji, who seemed more serious, seemed to know more than her appearance suggested.

It might be a sign of maturity for her, but it was a bit of a headache for Ian.

Ibaraki Douji fully understood what she was saying.

Which meant she wasn't joking.

But why make such a request now?

Ian's question didn't last long.

Ibaraki Douji soon explained:

"You must be wondering why I'm saying this?"

"Yes," Ian nodded.

He was indeed curious.

"Then I'll tell you."

Ibaraki Douji looked at the much taller onmyoji.

"Every time you and Minamoto no Yorimitsu procreate, Shuten eavesdrops at the door."

"I can't stand it anymore."

"That's why I'm asking you to try it with Shuten."

"If you do, Shuten will be very happy."

"And I..." Ibaraki Douji hesitated, then continued, "am willing to pay the price!"

"So please, human!"

With that, Ibaraki Douji bowed deeply again, her attitude serious, as if dealing with something extremely important.

[You realized that if you didn't agree, Ibaraki Douji might keep begging all day.]

[You knew she was Shuten Douji's best friend and wouldn't joke about this.]

[But you had no such intentions.]

[You knew you needed a solution.]

[You decided to do something.]

"I understand, Ibaraki." He sighed as he continued.

"In that case—"

"Bring Shuten here."

"Huh?!"

Ibaraki Douji looked up.

Her clear yellow eyes showed disbelief—she didn't expect him to agree so readily.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

Hearing the same question, but with their positions reversed, Ian's expression turned subtle.

"Of course, I do."

Hearing his confirmation Ibaraki Douji stood up and went to bring Shuten Douji immediately.

"Then wait here!"

"I'll go get her!"

With that, Ibaraki Douji turned and ran, as if afraid Ian would change his mind.

She seemed to be the one eager for this.

Watching Ibaraki Douji leave, Ian felt relieved.

After all—

Shuten Douji was lucky to have such a friend.

[You returned to your room.]

[You waited for Shuten Douji.]

Knock, knock, knock.

Running footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Then, the shoji doors slid open.

A flustered Shuten Douji appeared at the door.

She waved her arms, speaking to Ian:

"Mister!"

"Don't listen to Ibaraki! I didn't ask for anything like that!"

"..."

Ian didn't answer immediately, but glanced at the door behind her.

"Shuten, close the door."

"Oh, okay..."

As Ian asked, Shuten Douji closed the shoji screen.

The room darkened and quieted.

"Shuten, come here." He urged her to come near with a serious expression.

"..."

Though unsure what Ian wanted, Shuten Douji came closer.

She didn't expect to be picked up and placed on the desk Ian usually used.

"Shuten, tell me, why were you eavesdropping?"

"I wasn't eavesdropping! You..."

Halfway through her sentence, Shuten Douji saw Ian's unwavering gaze.

He wouldn't accept lies, only the truth.

She hesitated, then mumbled:

"Okay... I only listened a little."

"Only a little?"

"Fine! I listened to everything, okay?!"

Shuten Douji shouted, her face red.

"I admit it, I listened carefully!"

"Say what you want... I don't care!"

With that, Shuten Douji crossed her arms and turned away, pretending not to care.

But inside, she was panicking.

What if Ian got angry?

He didn't like hearing about this on Oni Island.

But this time.

Instead of being angry, Ian asked her a question.

"Shuten, you're not interested in that, are you?"

"..." She blushed and couldn't utter anything.

Shuten Douji looked down.

Her fingers fidgeted on the desk.

With Ian in front of her, she wondered if this was her only chance.

The room was silent for a long time.

Until Shuten Douji's body started to heat up.

"Mister."

"I'm not interested in procreation..."

Shuten Douji looked up, her purple eyes moist.

"I'm interested in you."

"..."

Ian sighed.

He had guessed something when he tasted the kuchikamizake.

Even if Ibaraki Douji hadn't mentioned it, he planned to talk to Shuten Douji.

But—

Looking at Shuten Douji, who was trying to control her emotions, Ian found it hard to refuse.

How could he reject an oni girl in love?

Ian didn't know—it was harder than killing all the oni.

He thought for a moment.

"Shuten, you're pretty and cute..."

"But I'm an oni, so you don't like me, right?"

Before Ian finished, Shuten Douji interrupted, forcing a smile.

"I know that."

"How could you like an oni? Especially one as unappealing as me."

"I should..."

Before she finished, her lips were pressed forcefully.

She was being kissed deeply by Ian, who held her head and chest.

Shuten Douji's face flushed.

Her body heated up, almost to the point of releasing magic.

She didn't resist, letting Ian kiss her.

After a long time, they stopped.

Ian looked at the blushing Shuten Douji.

"Shuten, don't say that."

"You're very good for an oni."

"But—"

"I can't do what you asked... you know it's not a good choice."

"I'm sorry."

"..."

Shuten Douji touched her lips, feeling the lingering warmth.

She turned away, mumbling:

"You're so mean..."

"You kiss me and then say that? Do you think I'll accept it?"

Ian was surprised, then smiled.

"Think what you want."

"I'm still sorry."

"..."

Shuten Douji jumped off the desk.

She cleared her throat, looking at the much taller onmyoji.

"Don't you know what to do when you're sorry?"

"...No."

"Then let me teach you!"

Shuten Douji put her hands on her hips, her face still red.

"When you're sorry and want to make up for it, fulfill a wish."

"A wish?"

"Yes," Shuten Douji nodded.

"How can you be sorry if you can't even fulfill a wish?!"

"But—"

Ian frowned.

"Shuten, you know I can't fulfill some wishes."

"Of course, I do."

Shuten Douji leaned forward.

"Do I look like the type to force people?"

"...". Ian remained silent.

"What does your silence mean?!"

"Okay, you're not the type to force people," Ian said. "So what's your wish?"

"I like good sake."

Shuten Douji picked up a jar of sake from the corner.

It was the sake she made after Ian liked her kuchikamizake.

But it seemed Ian hadn't touched it.

Shuten Douji smiled bitterly.

"My wish is about sake."

"Sit down."

Though confused, Ian sat down.

The oni king came closer.

"You're not going to do procreation with me."

"But—"

The oni girl removed the red cloth from the jar, and a fragrance filled the room.

"That doesn't mean I can't touch you, right?"

"Or that I can't drink the sake you made?"

Clear sake poured from the jar, soaking Ian's clothes.

Drip, drip.

It fell on the tatami mat.

Shuten Douji put down the jar, looking at Ian's soaked clothes.

"I won't waste a drop."

"And since it's the sake you made... I don't know what's in it."

"Yes, that's it!" She repeated again with self assuring tone.

"I'm just drinking the sake you made!"

"..."

Ian looked at Shuten Douji, then said:

"Yes, just drinking."

Ian's cock was taken out by Shuten's hands as he kissed it and tried to swallow it whole.

But she could only manage to do it till the middle part.

But swallowing whole wasn't her intention.

It was to drink his 'Sake'.

She bobbed her head on his dick to make him feel good and cultivate the essence inside.

Ian grunted in response.

Her blowjob wasn't exactly good.

Especially since her teeth occasionally grazed his dick.

But her clumsiness provided a different kind of pleasure.

The one he hadn't experience since his first meeting with Yorimitsu.

Soon he felt his release.

"Shuten I am about to—".

"Yesh.. mistah pleashe release inside mhy mouth".

She said while sucking and blowing on his dick.

Hearing her words he couldn't resist anymore.

So he released.

And.

Following the principle of not wasting sake.

A pink tongue collected the loving kuchikamizake, wiping the instrument's surface.

Glug, glug—

The taste of the kuchikamizake seemed to change slightly.

Bitter, viscous, and slightly stringy.

A sign of the sake turning bad.

But—

Shuten Douji found it even tastier.

She held the good sake vessel she found, licking the remaining sake.

"Mister~"

"You're good at making sake too~ have you researched it with someone?"

"Or am I the first?"

[You fulfilled Shuten Douji's wish.]

[You explained the situation in Heian-kyo.]

[Though reluctant, she accepted your decision.]

[Before the large-scale search began, you successfully sent her and Ibaraki Douji out of Heian-kyo.]

On a mountain path.

"Shuten~"

"What is it, Ibaraki?"

"Are we really leaving like this?"

Ibaraki Douji looked back at Heian-kyo.

"Don't you like it here?"

"Well—"

Shuten Douji blinked, then grinned.

"We're not never coming back, just playing for a while~"

"I see..." Ibaraki Douji nodded thoughtfully.

"By the way, did that onmyoji really procreate with you?"

"I'm curious!"

"Well~"

Shuten Douji licked her lips, as if recalling a taste.

"We didn't do that."

"But I took something more important~ I won against that cow!"

"Is that so? As expected of Shuten of Mount Oe!"

"Hehe, of course."

[Talent Oni Treasure enhanced to Oni Treasure+: Shuten Douji loved the experience, she now considers you a part of the delicious sake.]

[You confirmed Shuten Douji and Ibaraki Douji's safe departure.]

[You returned to Heian-kyo.]

[The Cloistered Emperor's large-scale search was underway.]

The atmosphere in Heian-kyo had changed.

Ian looked at the foot soldiers on the streets, his expression complex.

He knew who they were searching for—the "Aonabi" who was supposed to serve the Cloistered Emperor.

But he thought the scale was excessive.

Just a girl, was it necessary to search so thoroughly?

There was likely more to it.

However—

The reason for her capture wasn't his concern.

How to capture her was worth thinking about.

It would be a great service to the Minamoto clan.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's worries would lessen.

And fate often took unexpected turns.

Just as Ian thought this, a woman wearing a sedge hat walked past him, head down.

He noticed something strange about her back.

It was—

A fox tail?!