A fanfiction based on Baku Yumemakura's Onmyoji, written in imitation of the original's style.
The refined elegance of the Heian era, where even passionate love is revealed slowly and gracefully.
Abe no Seimei and Minamoto no Hiromasa stroll at an unhurried pace, guiding readers through poetic scenes of the four seasons as they were a thousand years ago.
It is as if a long, damp bridge stretches into the distance through the mist. In a mansion that appears and vanishes somewhere in the haze, a woman stands behind a curtain, gazing at the stars beyond the falling snow. Suddenly, she sees a man approaching slowly with a lantern. Though she knows for certain that he cannot see her, she instinctively smooths her hair.
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Have you ever felt that most of the victims in Ping An Feng Ya's stories are women~?
Wow, it really matches the original style, so awesome!
July 18th... Scared...
Ah, I confessed my confession! Boya is an idiot and you don't even understand this.
Imitate? Plagiarizing the original work?
Imitate? Plagiarizing the original work?
It's so mysterious and mysterious, I didn't expect it to be such an inside story.
The discussion of those mysterious and mysterious curses is very true to the original work, but Boya reaching out to hold Qingming's arm is the key point! ! □□
It would be better to read your words slowly.
Ah~ I didn't expect that as soon as I opened the collection, I could see that it had been updated.
Have you ever felt that most of the victims in Ping An Feng Ya's stories are women~?
Wow, it really matches the original style, so awesome!
July 18th... Scared...
Ah, I confessed my confession! Boya is an idiot and you don't even understand this.
Imitate? Plagiarizing the original work?
Imitate? Plagiarizing the original work?
It's so mysterious and mysterious, I didn't expect it to be such an inside story.
The discussion of those mysterious and mysterious curses is very true to the original work, but Boya reaching out to hold Qingming's arm is the key point! ! □□
It would be better to read your words slowly.
Ah~ I didn't expect that as soon as I opened the collection, I could see that it had been updated.