I have an infinite number of shikigami

A moment ago, everything was fine, but now there's a spat again. Women's minds are really hard to guess... Fujiwara Reya stood in place until her figure disappeared around the corner, then turned to walk towards Aunt Qing.

Under the moonlight in the courtyard, Natsuki Kuri and Yukino Ritsuko were talking.

"Koriya's parents have both gone to Takamagahara, so currently, all matters, big and small, in this house are up to him."

"...Oh, how can this be! Mr. Fujiwara still has school, how can you leave everything for him to handle?" Yukino Ritsuko seemed to be discussing something very important, her face serious: "What if it delays his studies?"

"..." Natsuki Kuri was momentarily speechless.

"Aunt Kuri, you should help him out more, right?"

"...He has plenty of women helping him, he doesn't need me!"

"But you're his family, how can you just ignore him!" Yukino Ritsuko puffed her cheeks slightly in anger.

"How should I put it... You're really a simple-minded little demon, Koriya has really found a treasure with you..." Natsuki Kuri sighed with an exasperated yet amused expression as the sound of footsteps reached her ears. She turned her head to look over.

It was Fujiwara Reya.

Natsuki Kuri glared at him again, almost gritting her teeth as she spoke: "If it weren't for the history of living together since childhood stopping me, I would stab you to death right now."

"Auntie only knows how to talk tough." Fujiwara Reya chuckled and then looked at Yukino Ritsuko.

Yukino Ritsuko stood upright, chest out and waist straight, wearing a white dress meticulously, looking very dignified and beautiful. She was naturally tall and slender, her long silver hair draping down her graceful figure, appearing just like an elder sister.

Fujiwara Reya locked eyes with her for a moment.

"Where to next?" Yukino Ritsuko blinked, her frosted soft eyelashes quivering like snow-laden pine branches, swaying heavily. It looked bleak and sorrowful, so beautifully unreal.

"Return to the room to bathe and then sleep." Fujiwara Reya took her icy small hand.

As they walked forward a few steps, he didn't forget to turn back and warn Natsuki Kuri: "No eavesdropping outside my room tonight."

"Bleh~" Natsuki Kuri stuck her tongue out at him.

Annoying!

Koriya has grown up and dares to warn his aunt now!

Some day, I will make him pay double!

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"Did Aunt Qing ask you anything?"

"No, just explained some things to pay attention to tomorrow."

"You weren't scared, were you?"

"...It was okay. Aunt Qing is very gentle."

"Here we are, it's this room." Fujiwara Reya pushed open the door, leading her inside, "The maid has already prepared the hot spring water, I'll take you for a bath. Clothes have also been prepared..."

"Don't come in!" Yukino Ritsuko turned and pushed him away.

"I need to wash too, I'm all sweaty." Fujiwara Reya shamelessly played his manly talents, persistently pulling her to the edge of the bath.

The color of the bath tiles reflected a pool of emerald green water, with the fragrance of perfume resembling the scent of fresh flowers.

Yukino Ritsuko saw his insistence on coming in and didn't chase him away. She just turned around with her back to him, loosening the sleeves at the collar of her white dress. Her eyelids lowered slightly, her gaze watery, highlighting her exceptional beauty against the white dress.

Fujiwara Reya entered the pool first, turning to lie on the edge to watch her.

In the dimly steaming heat, Yukino Ritsuko gently placed her fingers down to the waistband. Her slender jade-like fingers hooked lightly, the sash restraining her waist loosened and gracefully fell to the sides on the ground. The white color that had been bound spread to either side, revealing the snowy texture of her skin within. Then she unfastened the jade hairpin from her silver hair.

The silvery waterfall cascaded down her back, exceedingly beautiful.

Fujiwara Reya held his breath, afraid of missing the best part.

Yukino Ritsuko chuckled lightly, bringing her hands behind her head to gather her hair, her wrists skillfully twisting to tie her long hair into a bun.

Even a simple action most women perform before bathing to avoid wetting their hair carried with it an unparalleled grace.

Watching her deliberate, unhurried movements made Fujiwara Reya's heart itch.

After her Snow Woman's physique awakened, she was no longer as coldly beautiful as a few hours ago, but rather with subtle natural allure that was growing stronger. It was as if she had learned how to tempt, slightly turning to face Fujiwara Reya, her bra revealing a noticeable curve. The graceful peaks, combined with her perfect body, formed an almost flawless silhouette.

"By the way," Fujiwara Reya suddenly remembered something, "transform back to human form, or else we'll freeze in here."

Yukino Ritsuko's actions paused.

The previously calm expression she wore now seemed a bit flustered.

As the Snow Woman, she could rely on the unique physique of the Snow Woman to eliminate her shyness. However, transforming back into Yukino Ritsuko... she was just that ordinary woman without any special traits...

"Hurry up now." Fujiwara Reya urged.

Her hair slowly turned black.

Turning back into the ordinary Yukino Ritsuko, her cheeks flushed, biting her lower lip with her bright white teeth.

Her expression was bashful, her eyes dreamy, completely embodying someone overwhelmed by love. The snow-white long dress resembling an unmatched beauty fell effortlessly from her waist, revealing her exquisitely delicate body.

Before Fujiwara Reya could savor her carefully, Yukino Ritsuko had already ducked into the bath, her exposed delicate shoulders and the clear, bright color of her black hair—a luminous, noble, yet sad and beautiful sight.

"Look." Fujiwara Reya embraced her from behind and pointed outside the window.