I have an infinite number of shikigami

The smooth and soft skin immersed in the warm water, she was utterly unguarded at the moment, appearing lively and alluring. Not tense or reserved, with no sign of resistance, it was as if she were lightly hypnotized. This relaxed and compliant demeanor was extraordinarily wonderful, naturally showing her complete trust and reliance on Fujiwara Reya, filling him with boundless affection.

However, as he just approached the bathtub, Kawashima Miki suddenly opened her eyes.

She reached out with a hand, playfully scolding, "Pervert, get out, or I'll call the police!"

Fujiwara Reya didn't dodge, letting her splash his face with bathwater, then he licked his lips savoringly, "Not bad, could go with a meal."

"Next time, I'll make you drink foot bath water." Kawashima Miki sat in the bathtub, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up.

"How about this time?" Fujiwara Reya walked towards the bathtub.

"No, no, no!" Kawashima Miki laughed coquettishly, holding a towel across her chest, covering herself in a teasing manner. From Fujiwara Reya's angle, her graceful figure and shapely legs were faintly visible under the water.

When Fujiwara Reya got closer, she kicked up a splash of water right at his feet.

"Last warning!"

"Sorry, I am the master here, little Shikigami should not act up." Fujiwara Reya climbed into the bathtub.

The bathtub, already quite full, sloshed over, spilling half the hot water.

Kawashima Miki immediately turned around, leaving her smooth back to him, "Help me wash my back."

"Lazybones..."

Muttering, Fujiwara Reya tugged the towel away from her chest.

Kawashima Miki exclaimed "Ah," pouting her cheeks and glaring at her husband, then quickly crossed her hands to cover her chest, "Pervert, big pervert! The biggest mistake of my life was coming to find you that day."

"It's too late for regrets now." Fujiwara Reya smiled smugly as he used the towel to wash her back.

"Hmph!"

Kawashima Miki's nose wrinkled cutely before she bashfully turned her head away.

*Mrs. Miki had such thin skin; even as a married couple, she would still get shy when naked. Sometimes, when she was taking a bath, Fujiwara Reya would pretend to accidentally walk into the bathroom to wash his face or use the toilet. She wouldn't make any verbal protests, just lie there with a blushing face, gripping the edge of the bathtub while glaring fiercely yet adorably, like an angry little kitten.*

*That's how cute Mrs. Miki was.*

*In front of others, she was a decisive empress, an esteemed shrine maiden; at home, she was just the tsundere lady of the Mountain God.*

"There are towels beside you, yet you had to take mine." With Fujiwara Reya washing her back, Kawashima Miki propped her chin with one hand, keeping a docile posture, as she redirected the conversation to disperse her embarrassment, "Kuri contacted me earlier, saying she will board the ship tomorrow."

"What did she say?"

"She said her appetite hasn't been good lately and asked me to have dinner with her tomorrow night."

"Hmm... be careful, don't let her take advantage of you." Fujiwara Reya said, "That rascal is too much. When I get my hands on her, we'll see how she pays for it."

Kawashima Miki bumped the back of her head against him, "She's your aunt!"

Fujiwara Reya's hand slid to her waist as she laughed, wriggling her body to dodge, "What do you think your aunt is up to? My guess, she's definitely trying to help you in her way. Don't doubt my words; the way she looks at you, she's unbelievably infatuated. As a woman, I'm very sensitive to looks like that... Maybe she likes you even more than I do."

"Liking isn't something that can be ranked." Fujiwara Reya pinched her slender waist, "But can you women really judge accurately just by who looks at whom?"

"Of course!" Kawashima Miki confidently curled her lips.

"How many people look at you like that then?"

"More than you can believe, from the politicians and businessmen who seek pleasure with the Empress to the mages and monks at the Onmyo-ryo meetings; too many men have looked at me with those lustful eyes but lacking the courage. And aren't you the same? It's irrefutable that, though you're a pervert with both lust and guts, you managed to catch me."

Feeling delighted, her calf began to swing back and forth in the bathtub.

Gentle ripples spread across the water's surface.

"Nonsense, it was your spiderweb that trapped me." Holding the towel, Fujiwara Reya ran his fingers down her spine, lightly tapping her tailbone a few times.

"Ah——"

Kawashima Miki let out a sharp scream.

Her body instinctively leaned back, ending up sitting right on Fujiwara Reya's hand.

The position was just perfect.

Fujiwara Reya used his other hand to hold her body, letting her lean into his embrace.

"You're at it again..." Kawashima Miki was sitting in his hand, her gaze directed at the side of the bathtub. Afraid Fujiwara Reya might move, she gently bit her lower lip and snorted, "We are talking business, stop distracting me."

"You go ahead, I'm listening."

"What should I do when I see Kuri tomorrow..." Kawashima Miki's face blushed temptingly as she subconsciously curled up, lightly caressing, "Hmm... should I sneak you along?"

"No need for that. If she wants to see me, she'll naturally come to find me. Did you bring Inari's congratulatory gift last time? Remember to give it to her."

"Oh, that ring? I still have it. If you're not going, then you're not going. I'll try to figure out her intentions..." Kawashima Miki bit her lip, pulling her sturdy legs together. Her body was almost entirely relying on Fujiwara Reya's arm for support, "If I can't ask her, you can't blame me, since she is your aunt... Mmm, certainly, you wouldn't make me confess under torture, right?"