The time when the sun had completely disappeared, and the faint moonlight illuminated the garden of the Akatsuki mansion.
The women who had become demons were enjoying the night air in the middle of the wide garden, when a cherry-blossom-colored shadow flew towards Akira first.
"Akira-san~! Look at me! It's a new technique!"
Mitsuri smiled brightly and stretched out her hand.
[Blood Demon Art, Love Binding Diamond]
"First Love's Embrace Dance!"
Her arms stretched out strangely like rubber or snakes, drawing soft curves as they tightly wrapped around Akira's waist and shoulders.
At the same time, not her love sword, but her hair softly enveloped Akira's body, giving a strange sensation that was both constricting and comfortable.
"Kyahaha! Got you! Look at this, it's my body but it's really amazing! I can stretch my body freely!"
Mitsuri used her stretched arms to swiftly pull Akira into her embrace.
"How is it? It feels good to be hugged tightly, right? You can't escape, you're my love prisoner!"
"Hmm, Mitsuri. This is more like restraint than a hug… but it's soft and nice."
When Akira stroked Mitsuri's horn, Mitsuri felt good and hehe laughed while puffing out her cheeks.
The enchanting pheromones spreading from her body made Akira's mind slightly hazy.
At that moment, the garden's scenery changed in an instant. The desolate pond side transformed into a gorgeous flower garden in a flash.
Blood Demon Art, [Dream Fantasy Garden]. [Butterfly Dream].
"Oh my, Mitsuri-san. If you monopolize Akira-san too much, the flowers will wither."
Kanae fluttered her butterfly wings as she walked out from among the flower garden.
Around her, a swarm of butterflies created from illusions was dancing dreamily.
As the illusion spread, Akira felt the boundary between reality and dream slightly blur.
"Akira-san, come over here. How about a cup of tea under the moonlight? On my lap."
When Kanae gestured, the restraint from Mitsuri seemed to loosen, and Akira felt an illusion as if he was already lying with his head on Kanae's lap.
"Huhu, my embrace may not be as voluptuous as Mitsuri-san's, but when it comes to comfort, I don't lose."
But that peace was short-lived. A sweet and dangerous scent stabbed at Akira's nose.
Blood Demon Art, [Abyssal Poison].
"Sister, Mitsuri-san. If you play so innocently, when will we make progress?"
Shinobu appeared from behind Akira and blew a purple breath into his ear.
"Eek, Shinobu. What kind of scent is this? My head is feeling a bit dizzy."
"Huhu, for humans or demons, it's a paralyzing poison… but for Akira-san, I mixed in a very pleasant aphrodisiac component. How is it? Isn't your body getting hot?"
Shinobu, with her shirt unbuttoned, hugged Akira's neck and sent a sticky gaze.
Thanks to her corrosive body fluid passive, her skin was smooth, but if anyone other than Akira touched it, it would have melted.
Just as the seduction of the three demons was reaching its peak.
Kuuuung~!
From the very center of the garden, dark red flames surged up.
"Hoh? The chicks are making quite a ruckus."
What walked out from the flames was not the usual small Nobu.
Flowing red long hair down to her waist, her height had greatly increased, and above all, the figure of a mature woman boasting explosive volume. It was Nobunaga who had unleashed the power of the Sixth Heaven Demon King.
"No, Nobunaga-san?!"
While the three were astonished, Nobunaga walked leisurely and snatched Akira's arm.
And she conspicuously pressed her voluptuous chest against Akira's arm.
"My husband, you've had a hard time putting up with these rookies' antics. This is what true womanly grace is."
Nobunaga looked down at Mitsuri, Kanae, and Shinobu with a provocative gaze.
"You all, is that seduction? It's child's play. Look at this overwhelming difference. My figure, my charisma, my experience. You rookies won't be able to reach this level even in a hundred years. Uhahaha!"
Nobunaga wrapped her arms around Akira's neck, kissed his cheek deeply, and stuck out her tongue at the three. It was a clear display and envy-inducing.
"Uuuu…! That's cheating! Where does it say you can suddenly become busty!"
Mitsuri stamped her feet in frustration. A vein popped on Shinobu's forehead.
"Oh my, just because the body is big and the proportions are good, does that mean everything? Big doesn't mean everything, you know?"
"Huhuhu, interesting. Then, shall we take on that clumsy body once?"
In response to Nobunaga's provocation, Kiyohime, who had been quietly fanning the flames from the side, intervened.
"Good. A battle for Master, how interesting. Let the three of you compete with each other to determine the winner. To the winner… I'll remove Nobunaga-san and grant the right to share the bed with Master tonight."
"Good! I'll accept that proposal!"
Kanae said boldly.
The three demons distanced themselves from each other and took stances.
The battle to claim Akira, and to flatten Nobunaga's nose, began.
"Sorry, everyone. Tonight, Akira-san is mine!"
Mitsuri launched the first attack.
Blood Demon Art, [First Love・Monstrous Strength].
When she kicked the ground, the surface exploded. The feeling of love was converted into a physical shockwave loaded onto her fist.
"Take this! Love Punch!"
Mitsuri's fist flew towards Kanae. But Kanae smiled leisurely.
[Flower Butterfly・Glass Wings]
From behind Kanae, giant butterfly wings materialized and blocked Mitsuri's fist.
Kang!
Mitsuri, bounced off by wings harder than diamond, twisted her body in the air and landed.
"Oh my, Mitsuri-san. Just because you're strong doesn't mean you can win love."
When Kanae swung her hand, red spider lily vines rose from the ground.
"Blood Demon Art, [Paradise・Spider Lily Swamp]."
The vines surged towards Mitsuri and Shinobu's ankles.
"This won't work on me!"
Shinobu sneered and dispersed her body.
"Blood Demon Art, [Scattering Poison Butterfly]."
Shinobu's body transformed into hundreds of purple butterflies and slipped through the vines. Then, they merged again and caught Kanae from behind.
"Insect Breathing, Dragonfly Dance modified. Blood Demon Art, [Compound Eye・Centipede Injection]!"
The tips of Shinobu's fingers transformed into sharp syringe needles and stabbed at Kanae's vital points.
"Taste some poison, sister!"
But the body of Kanae that was stabbed scattered like flower petals. It was an illusion from Butterfly Dream.
"Oops!"
"Shinobu, carelessness is forbidden."
The real Kanae was floating in the air. When she used the technique that mixed Flower Breathing and Blood Demon Art, [Crimson Flower・Life Bloom], petal blades rained down from the sky like rain.
"Kyaak! This really hurts!"
Mitsuri used her flexible muscles to dodge the blades in a flexible yet bizarre posture and counterattacked.
"Blood Demon Art, [Heart Resonance・Vibration Wave]!"
The sound of her heartbeat, thump! thump! echoed and became a powerful vibration wave, deflecting the incoming petals.
Cherry-blossom-colored shockwaves, red flower vines, and purple poison mist mixed together, turning the garden into a truly fantastical and deadly battlefield.
"How long have they been demons, to use Blood Demon Arts so skillfully."
The demon king Nobunaga, who was clinging tightly to Akira and watching, applauded in admiration.
"But they still have a long way to go. Their techniques are too rough. Right, Akira?"
When Nobunaga whispered while lightly biting Akira's ear, Akira blushed and nodded.
Then, Kiyohime unfolded her fan and stepped forward.
"Now, that's enough. If you go any further, the garden repair costs will be unmanageable."
Kiyohime drew out the power of the dragon species and opened her mouth. Her new technique based on Batori's sonic breath. [Blue Princess's Roar].
When she lightly shouted, a tremendous sound wave occurred and canceled all the techniques of the three demons.
"Kyaaak!"
The three were simultaneously thrown back and rolled on the ground.
"The match is a draw. All three are disqualified."
Kiyohime declared firmly. Nobunaga laughed, saying 'Serves you right!'
"Hiiing, that's too much…"
"What a pity."
"I'm frustrated…"
They made sad faces and helped each other up. Their clothes were torn and covered in dirt.
"But, as a reward for your efforts, let's all take a bath together tonight. I'll specially scrub your backs."
At Kiyohime's words, the three's expressions brightened again.
"Really? With Akira-san and everyone?"
"Yes. Master, please come in too. Nobunaga-san, also, please undo that cumbersome appearance."
"Hmph, as if I'm jealous. Fine, fine."
Nobunaga returned to her small form with a poof and smoke.
Kiyohime took Akira's arm and led him to the bath.
Under the moonlight bathing the open-air bath. The night of Akira's household, harmonized with cherry blossoms, butterflies, poison, and a snake and little demon king, matured more deeply and stickily with the hot steam.
And some time later, on the first day of the new year in 1911.
"Wang! I am Lower Moon Tama, woof!"
"... Father's New Year's gift is surprising in many ways."
A play was held to make Kanao the main.