I have an infinite number of shikigami

Kawashima Miki looked down at him.

In the moonlight, the boy's short hair appeared strikingly black. She loosened the fingers she had clenched into a fist and ran her fingertips through his hair, her tone somewhat helpless: "You sure have a practiced way of apologizing. Just how many guilty things have you done?"

"I learned it from my father..." Fujiwara Reya chuckled.

While ruffling his hair, Kawashima Miki said in a cool voice, "Enough, stop trying to sweet-talk me. Aren't you just hoping I'll nod so you can win the beauty's heart?"

Of course... Fujiwara Reya slightly lifted his face, sincerely saying, "When I'm with my lady, I don't think of other women."

Kawashima Miki didn't respond, her lips tightly pressed into a straight line.

After ruffling Fujiwara Reya's hair for a while, she crossed her arms, leaned back against the bench, and sighed deeply: "What else do you want to say?"

Feeling that things could now be discussed, Fujiwara Reya took a deep breath and slowly said, "I really like Miss Yukino, as you know, she and Snow Treasure are one. I can't let others get close to her."

Kawashima Miki wasn't angry, only responding with a faint "hmm" before asking, "What else?"

Wow!

Fujiwara Reya marveled to himself.

The current Miss Miki was starting to have the demeanor of a true wife.

"That's all, what else could there be?" He quickly played along, rubbing his face against her knees, "Being with others is nothing, only with you do I feel truly happy... So, no hard feelings?"

"Hmph!"

Kawashima Miki hummed nonchalantly.

"If you like her, go ahead and take her." She said.

That line.

No matter how you hear it, it sounds sarcastic.

Fujiwara Reya instantly shook his head vehemently: "Only if my lady also likes her!"

Kawashima Miki blinked quickly two or three times.

Then she reached out and patted his head as if coaxing a child.

In truth, she had no authority over this matter. However, one thing she loved about Fujiwara Reya was his sweet-talking. Knowing full well she couldn't oppose, he pretended to let her decide. Whether it was deception or acting, it genuinely made her happy, satisfying her little vanity.

If only, for the rest of their long years ahead, he could always humor her like this, how wonderful it would be.

"My lady?" Fujiwara Reya looked up.

Kawashima Miki chuckled and lightly waved her hand: "Alright, I won't scare you anymore. I'm well aware of how you care for Snow Treasure. You and Miss Yukino have lived together for several months; with your scoundrel nature, I was already prepared. This time... if she doesn't mind being the lesser one, I have no reason to object."

"Really?" Fujiwara Reya asked tentatively.

Kawashima Miki's face instantly turned cold, glaring at him fiercely: "Your fox tail is peeking through?"

"It's all because my lady is so understanding!" Fujiwara Reya flashed a charming smile.

Kawashima Miki retorted irritably: "You're getting a pass this time, but if you dare bring another woman home again, see if I don't cut you off." With that, she let out a cold snort, her gaze toward the scoundrel full of icy malice.

Safe and sound... Fujiwara Reya breathed a sigh of relief internally.

Kawashima Miki crossed her arms and leaned back against the bench, still appearing a bit fierce, though internally she had already conceded. Her long black hair was still slightly damp, the moisture reflecting the cool moonlight, giving her a regal and aloof air.

Fujiwara Reya couldn't help but reach out to hug her.

"Stay away from me, you heartless man." Kawashima Miki pushed him away, then slightly lifted her robe, raising one foot, "If you want me to completely forgive you, kiss the top of my foot, how about it? The veins on the Empress's foot are famously beautiful. Don't worry about hygiene; I washed very carefully during my bath, so it won't taint the noble body of the Mountain God."

When she said this, her eyes were mostly full of teasing.

Fujiwara Reya looked down at the seductive veins on her foot.

In the dim moonlight, the intricate veins stood out on her fair skin like a range of mountains nestled in a snowy country, exuding a poetic and picturesque beauty.

"Is such good fortune really possible?" Fujiwara Reya asked while holding her foot.

"Yes, go ahead." Kawashima Miki said with a charming smile.

Basking in the moonlight, she gently smoothed her hair with her hand, her shyness tinged with hidden passion.

Fujiwara Reya slowly bent down.

As he got closer, he saw the slight curl of her five toes.

The pale pink nails were round and cute, like five girls branching off from her smooth foot. Her delicate skin still carried the aroma and warmth of the hot spring, the fair complexion tinged with a hint of pink. Even though she hadn't been wearing shoes, her soles were spotless, which was truly surprising.

Fujiwara Reya's lips hadn't yet reached when Kawashima Miki mischievously pulled her foot back.

"Like a little dog, aren't you ashamed!" she laughed and scolded. When Fujiwara Reya sat back on the bench, she spread her arms and lightly bit her lower lip as she moved closer: "Hold me, you bastard!"

Fujiwara Reya paused for a moment.

Looking at this stubborn yet slightly adorable little fairy, the soft spot in his heart felt pierced. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, then wrapped an arm around her legs, supporting her back to let her half-recline against him.

The two nestled together on the bench.

Kawashima Miki half-closed her eyes, curled up in his embrace like a docile seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.