I have an infinite number of shikigami

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, making her look very intelligent and undoubtedly a lovely miko. When her favorite boy suddenly got involved with demonic power, she seemed not to notice and naturally helped her mother spread butter on the bread.

"Rinko, do you really not mind?" Mrs. Hoshimi was baffled by her daughter's attitude, not quite understanding the situation.

"Of course I mind." Hoshimi Rinko leisurely drank her lemonade, her gaze searching the blue sky, "If he doesn't kneel down and beg for forgiveness, I won't forgive him."

Mrs. Hoshimi teased, "You're too soft-hearted. That's letting him off too easily..."

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance and laughed simultaneously, continuing their breakfast, peacefully enjoying the sea breeze.

In the room next door, the Kasahara family mother and daughter were still sleeping in.

The mother lay sprawled out on her back, the daughter lay on her side, one hand on her mother's abdomen, a leg draped over her mother's legs, her cheek buried in her mother's neck.

Hearing a sound, the mother and daughter both opened their eyes groggily.

"I am the king of the world——"

Under the influence of demonic power, the voice echoed several times before gradually fading away.

"Ah~"

Mrs. Kasahara yawned and rubbed her eyes.

"So reckless in doing things, thinking he's invincible in the world? Really needs an elder to discipline him..." She scolded Fujiwara Reya on her own, her face stern yet charming, looking at her bewildered young daughter, "Did you catch who it was?"

"I don't recognize it."

Kasahara Asuka shook her neck with a crackling sound.

Then she crawled back into the covers, biting her lower lip, muttering, "It doesn't matter to me even if he dies..."

Mrs. Kasahara also crawled under the covers, gently cradling her young daughter.

"Xiangxiang~" she called affectionately.

Her daughter's body was bare and delicate, her skin smooth like a newborn's.

Kasahara Asuka said nothing, only quietly biting her lip.

Suddenly, the surroundings were enveloped by a suffocating silence. No voices, no waves, no gusts of wind, everything fell silent.

"Mom~"

"What is it?"

Kasahara Asuka asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it really the senior?"

Mrs. Kasahara gave a faint smile, reaching out to stroke her young daughter's hair, which was drenched in sweat. She said gently, "It's best to take a shower; you're sweating quite a lot."

"I don't want to move right now."

"You should find out, isn't it better to know sooner?" Mrs. Kasahara asked in return.

Kasahara Asuka turned over, crawled out from under the covers, stood naked on the floor, and began to put on her pajamas. She bent over to put on her pants first, then her top. Buttoning took a long time, as if her fingertips lacked strength. But her mother didn't help, only quietly watched her daughter's back.

The daughter suddenly turned around, her eyes slightly red, "It's not true, right?"

The mother shook her head slowly and firmly.

The daughter got back on the bed, lying tightly on the inside, completely still.

The mother bent down to press her face against hers.

Her cheek was warm and damp, and it felt as if her mother whispered something in her ear. But the voice was too soft to discern, and she didn't want to ask anymore; she just wanted to sleep well, even if she never woke again, it didn't matter.

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Soaring to the skies.

Surrounded by clouds resembling a group of ancient gods, Fujiwara Reya flapped his wings, holding Kasahara Fumi in his arms. Like the clouds, they floated above the sea.

Looking down, a cruise ship sailed against the wind, trailing a long wake, and the distant sound of the horn could be heard.

Fujiwara Reya snapped his fingers.

"Bridge Princess, appear!"

Amidst the layers of the sea of clouds, a bridge emerged.

He retracted his wings, landed on the bridge, and set down Kasahara Fumi, who was in his arms.

As soon as her foot touched the bridge, it swayed, and Kasahara Fumi's body wobbled.

"Be careful." Fujiwara Reya quickly supported her waist.

Kasahara Fumi tilted her head, staring at him unwaveringly.

Those eyes were so clear they were nearly transparent, as if they could pierce straight into one's heart with a single glance.

"Wasn't I handsomer than the young Little Li Zi just now?" Fujiwara Reya asked smugly.

"Boring and reckless!" Kasahara Fumi glared at him and walked toward the other end of the bridge.

The wind in the high altitude was much stronger than on the ground, blowing her orange long hair into disarray. She had to use one hand to hold a bouquet and the other to gather the strands that brushed her cheek. Reaching the end of the bridge, this end soon rotated around, connecting to another white cloud, turning the bridge end into the bridgehead.

Fujiwara Reya took her hand again.

Holding a bouquet of yellow roses, Kasahara Fumi inhaled the fragrance while listening to his explanation.

"The reason I shouted like that is because I suspect that Chairman Kasahara deliberately brought me to meet Chairman Hoshimi last night. On the surface, it seemed like she wanted to tease me, let me be tormented by a chaotic scene, but in reality, she wanted me to take this opportunity to confess in front of her best friend, to mend my relationship with her friend."

They walked on the clouds.

His smile was as bright as sunshine, his voice seemingly descending from the heavens.

"She knows I have a vivid imagination and love to imagine, firmly believing that I would grasp some understanding from such matters. And she knows I'm bold, that once I realized something, I would certainly take action. She's so cunning, I could only fulfill her wish and reveal to everyone on this ship who knows me that I'm a yokai, especially Xiangxiang... I was originally planning to wait until Xiangxiang grew up to tell her, but since she didn't see it that way, I could only try it early. After all, concealing is, in itself, a mistake."

Mentioning his sister, Kasahara Fumi's heart immediately tightened.

"Mommy Himeko is really too smart. She knows better than anyone that it's not just me who needs to confess, but you too, Fumi." Fujiwara Reya tightened his grip on her hand, "with the entire human faction, with your sister... One day, you will have to face it. Since you don't know how to advance, let me explore the way for you in advance. That's what Mommy Himeko thinks, and I am willing to do the same."

"What about the Asakusa Shrine..." Kasahara Fumi lowered her gaze, looking down.

Here, they were too far from land, even in the high sky, all that could be seen was endless ocean.

"That will depend on how much trouble Kuri can stir up." Fujiwara Reya's other hand gently caressed her cheek with his fingers.

Kasahara Fumi raised her face, looking into his eyes.

"I have a very bad feeling... my aunt went to great lengths, even risking the future of the entire Natsuki Consortium. She might be using this opportunity to push me. Remember when I said 'Tengu are meant to soar in the sky'?"

"Yes."

"My aunt thinks so too, so she might force me to... no longer follow the rules set by humans. She really dares to do that."

As he spoke, his lips slowly approached.

Kasahara Fumi's shoulders trembled as she was about to push him away.

"The peaceful daily life I can enjoy... perhaps, only remains for today." Fujiwara Reya covered her face with his hand.

The female officer's hand on his shoulder lost its strength.

Fujiwara Reya kissed her cold lips.

The bright sunshine and roaring winds made Kasahara Fumi feel like her whole body was electrocuted, unable to move from the trembling.

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In a certain room.

Kawashima Miki cursed.

"You dog!"

"Promised to bring me breakfast..."