Kaguya's words immediately earned her an exasperated look from Izumi.
"You're seriously underestimating me."
"It's not that I can't have children."
"I simply don't want any right now."
"And if I ever changed my mind..."
A dangerous grin spread across his face.
"None of you would be getting away."
The threat was delivered so casually that Kaguya instinctively stiffened.
Izumi himself had mixed feelings about the subject. If he ever had children, he'd undoubtedly spoil a daughter rotten. As for sons... well, he preferred not to think about it.
"Tch!"
In the end, Izumi shamelessly remained exactly where he was.
Seeing that, Kaguya could only despair.
No matter how much she wanted to throw him out, it simply wasn't possible.
"Hmph."
"Just don't get in my way."
"You damn freeloader."
Muttering complaints under her breath, Kaguya returned to her desk.
At the same time, she silently blamed the one person responsible for all of this.
"The Dragon God is the worst..."
"Why did he have to sell out Gensokyo?"
"Damn it!"
In Kaguya's eyes, the merger of Gensokyo into Izumi's world was the source of every problem she currently faced.
If not for that decision, she never would have ended up dealing with a troublesome man like him.
Yes.
It was definitely all the Dragon God's fault.
Absolutely.
With that conclusion firmly established in her mind, Kaguya launched her livestream for the day.
Unfortunately, she was completely distracted.
Her thoughts wandered constantly.
She barely paid attention to the chat.
Even the flood of comments from viewers couldn't hold her focus.
After barely thirty minutes, she finally gave up.
"That's it for today."
"No stream."
"I'm going to sleep."
The audience had only enough time to process her words before the screen instantly went black.
The stream was over.
...
The moment the broadcast ended, Kaguya stormed toward Izumi.
"Ughhhhhh!!"
"So annoying!"
"You!"
"Can you please leave already?!"
"Because you're here, I couldn't even focus on streaming!"
Izumi stared at her in disbelief.
"...Are you serious?"
"How exactly am I the problem?"
"Stop making excuses for being a shut-in NEET."
He genuinely didn't know how to respond.
He had done absolutely nothing.
Yet somehow she had found a way to blame everything on him.
It was honestly impressive.
Then, before he could continue complaining—
Kaguya pounced.
"You're just a shameless womanizer anyway!"
"Fine!"
"I'm taking you down today!"
The sudden attack left Izumi completely bewildered.
Wasn't this your own imagination?!
Why are you the one attacking me now?!
"Wait!"
"You crazy woman!"
"Put those fangs away!"
"Damn it!"
...
For a brief moment, Eientei descended into chaos.
Passing by outside, Eirin Yagokoro happened to hear the commotion coming from Kaguya's room.
Her expression instantly darkened.
"As expected..."
"Even Princess Kaguya has fallen."
"Tch."
After muttering under her breath, Eirin simply walked away.
Naturally, she knew about the relationship between Kaguya and Izumi.
And unlike what most people would expect—
She had absolutely no objections.
In Eirin's eyes, there wasn't a single person in existence more suitable for Kaguya than Izumi.
So why oppose it?
If it had been anyone else, she would have dragged them into her laboratory long ago and turned them into a research subject.
Compared to that, Izumi was practically the ideal candidate.
Besides, she had more important matters to deal with today.
...
Recently, a certain rumor had spread throughout Dimensional City.
A mysterious Magic House had opened.
Its owner was said to be an incredibly powerful existence.
Not only could visitors purchase all sorts of magic there, but the owner could even improve and optimize spells personally.
Under normal circumstances, Eirin would never believe such outrageous claims.
After all, who could possibly possess such absurd mastery over magic?
However, after Gensokyo merged with the greater world, people from countless universes had begun gathering together.
Compared to that reality, a legendary magic expert no longer seemed impossible.
Because of this, Eirin decided to investigate personally.
If the rumors were true, then perhaps even her own magical knowledge could advance further.
...
Before long, Eirin arrived in Dimensional City.
Following directions she had obtained from Reisen, she slowly made her way toward the location.
The farther she traveled, the quieter the surroundings became.
The district was surprisingly remote.
Very few shops existed in the area.
Yet despite that, the number of people present was astonishing.
And almost all of them were magicians.
Seeing that, Eirin immediately realized she had come to the right place.
Soon, she arrived before the famous Magic House.
However—
The door was closed.
A large crowd had gathered outside.
Eirin frowned.
What's going on?
Just as she began wondering whether the shop was closed for the day, a magic circle suddenly appeared nearby.
Several people emerged from it.
Moments later, another group was teleported inside.
Seeing the process repeat, Eirin immediately understood.
"A teleportation queue system..."
"Interesting."
A small smile appeared on her face.
The owner was certainly capable.
In that case, all she had to do was wait for her turn.
...
Meanwhile, inside the Magic House...
Rika was suffering.
When she had originally opened the shop, she specifically chose a remote location because she wanted peace and quiet.
That was the entire point.
Yet somehow, despite being hidden away, customers kept pouring in endlessly.
One after another.
Day after day.
There was never a break.
Every visitor wanted answers.
Every visitor wanted guidance.
Every visitor wanted improved magic.
And worst of all—
She had to maintain her elegant, mysterious, dignified persona the entire time.
It was exhausting.
Absolutely exhausting.
At this point, she deeply regretted the decision.
Why had she ever thought opening a shop was a good idea?
She had essentially dug her own grave.
And now she couldn't even back out.
After all, preserving her image was important.
If she suddenly closed everything down, her carefully crafted reputation would collapse.
So despite feeling utterly wronged, Rika could only continue smiling gracefully while crying internally.
This is all my own fault...
Why did I do this to myself...?
The founder of magic could only maintain her elegant expression as another customer stepped through the door.