Feathered Robes Sweep Across Heian-kyo

The legendary celestial maiden: everyone expected her to be ethereal and gentle.

But this time, Heian-kyo got the glittering katana version.

She wards off evil, upholds justice, and kicks aristocrats in the teeth. The greatest female court official of her age, Oonakatomi Izumi, is renowned throughout the land... Yeah, right!

“So being a Mary Sue means I'm not a person anymore?” Izumi plants her hands on her hips and curses at the heavens. “You make me work without a permanent post, won't give me meat, and won't let me quit. Are you some kind of heartless boss, Heavenly Dao?!”

The young Fujiwara lords watch her railing away again. Some frown, some laugh, and some fetch an umbrella. First, they have to get her back to the safe cypress hall, light the brazier, and bring out sweets. Then they can share the noisy, bickering, yet warm and lively years ahead.

A woman of destiny, as subtle as a breeze, and a child of the Heavenly Dao, whose heart is black through and through.

Two dear friends: one elegant and tsundere, the other sweet-faced but ruthless.

Amid falling pink blossoms and fiery red maples, Izumi and the Fujiwaras brave the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons and weather the ups and downs of court politics.

Between the stench of demon blood and the soft knives of court intrigue, which do you think is the true filth?

Katana, shrine maidens, and rituals; incense, waka poetry, and noble houses.

In thousand-year-old Heian-kyo, the celestial maiden draws her blade and charges right in.

Theme: Uphold your principles and never forget your original purpose