I have an infinite number of shikigami

The outward Mrs. Miki presents an intellectual and charming grace; the private Mrs. Miki leans toward a purity of beauty. Initially, she is a bit reserved, then gradually becomes more alluring.

It is precisely because she is so adorably delicate that she can bring Fujiwara Reya an unparalleled sense of achievement and satisfaction.

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The room quieted down, with only the gentle sound of the waves echoing in their ears.

"Is Mrs. still thirsty?" Fujiwara Reya asked in her ear.

Kawashima Miki lightly leaned her body, resting her head on his shoulder: "I wasn't thirsty in the first place, only you are."

Her voice was lazy yet soft, her face a flush of red, and she looked so tender and charming, even women would be moved at the sight.

Fujiwara Reya used his hand to comb through the hair drenched in sweat.

"By the way, I have a question..." Kawashima Miki lazily whispered, "What's with you? So impatient, and with such force..."

Perhaps she had exhausted too much energy earlier, her voice came out a little slurred.

Fujiwara Reya hugged her tightly: "Mrs. Miki is the most potent medicine."

In the bright moonlight, Kawashima Miki rolled her eyes at him.

She took Fujiwara Reya's hand, placed her own hand in his palm, and interlocked their fingers.

Fujiwara Reya turned his head to look at her.

Their faces were so close, their noses almost touching.

"Were you thinking of another woman earlier?" Mrs. Miki asked with a smile.

Fujiwara Reya wasn't foolish, how could he fall for it, he quickly smacked her bottom: "Forgot how you begged just now, huh?"

"It was just remembering the begging earlier that I realized how unusually overbearing you were..." Kawashima Miki's voice became cute, innocent, and unfathomable.

"Oh, shall we be gentle then?"

"Eh?"

"Don't want to?"

Kawashima Miki said nothing.

Her slender arms, like two nimble limbs, wrapped around Fujiwara Reya's neck, and she kissed his lips.

Their cheeks and lips pressed closely together, feeling each other's tenderness, exchanging emotions. Fujiwara Reya hugged her tightly, waist to waist, and any unknown dangers lingering in his mind vanished without a trace.

Suddenly, Kawashima Miki pushed him away and got out of bed with a playful smile.

Humming a light-hearted tune, she picked up the scattered clothes on the floor and walked towards the bathroom.

"I'm all sweaty, I'm going to take a bath, and no touching me tonight..."

"A bath after drinking can easily cause a stroke!"

"It's fine; I'm an old lady anyway."

"One more round to disperse the alcohol."

"No, I'm all sweaty, it's so uncomfortable..."

No matter how tired, Kawashima Miki's first task after returning home is always to take a bath.

She is very particular about this.

But in this situation, she could obviously bathe later.

Fujiwara Reya is completely certain she's baiting him.

"Stay outside and behave, you aren't allowed to come in." Kawashima Miki put the clothes in the laundry basket at the bathroom door, then slammed the door shut.

She sank into the tub filled with hot water.

The warmth soaked through her body, and the fatigue accumulated just now dissipated from every pore.

"Phew~"

Kawashima Miki closed her eyes in contentment.

In less than a minute, footsteps could be heard outside.

A lazy smile appeared at her lips, knowing that he wouldn't obediently stay outside.

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Fujiwara Reya leaned bored at the bedhead.

The sound of hot water overflowing from the bathtub came from the bathroom, and as he listened, he suddenly had the notion to bathe with her. It's not that he hasn't bathed with Mrs. Miki before, but she always hides, curling up in a corner of the tub, motionless, waiting for Fujiwara Reya to finish bathing and leave before she continues.

This time, maybe he could coax her to be bolder.

Fujiwara Reya headed toward the bathroom.

Passing by the laundry basket, he glanced inside.

Beneath the nightgown was neatly folded lace lingerie, and underneath was his own. Even though it was the guest room of a cruise ship, she still maintained her home habits, and insisted on neatly folding each piece of clothing she took off.

The detail of hiding the panties at the bottom was enough to show her cuteness.

Fujiwara Reya pressed his ear against the bathroom door, and after confirming there wasn't much movement inside, he quietly opened the door.

No matter how shy she would be later, he was determined to hug her roughly, scolding her with the majesty of the head of the family, forcing her to yield under the bright lights... with such feelings, he barged into the bathroom.

Amidst the steamy mist, Kawashima Miki lay with her head against the tub edge, seemingly asleep.

Her smooth and soft skin submerged in warm water, she was utterly defenseless at this moment, appearing vividly enticing. Not nervous or reserved, without any sense of resistance, as if lightly hypnotized. Such relaxed and docile posture was marvelous, naturally signifying her complete trust and fondness for Fujiwara Reya, stirring a deep well of affection in him at the sight.

However, just as he drew near the tub, Kawashima Miki suddenly opened her eyes.

She splashed water at him, laughing and scolding: "Get out, or I'll call the police!"

Fujiwara Reya didn't block, letting her splash his face, then he licked the corner of his mouth reminiscently: "Not bad, could go with rice."

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

"Is this okay?" Fujiwara Reya moved toward the tub.

"No, no~" Kawashima Miki said playfully, covering her chest with a towel, trying in vain to hide her body. From Fujiwara Reya's vantage point, her graceful figure and lush legs were faintly visible beneath the water.