I have an unlimited number of shikigami

Moreover, it was Fujiwara Izaya who personally trained him according to his own preferences, truly shooting himself in the foot.

"Eri Fuka~"

There was a knock on the door.

"What are you doing in there? I didn't hear you taking a shower."

"..." Fujiwara Izaya crossed his arms and stared at Kasahara Fukari, who was wearing a tennis outfit.

"If you haven't taken off your clothes, open the door and let me in. I need to take a shower and change too."

"..."

"I've always wanted to shower with you since I was in school, and now I finally have the chance."

Xia Xili's tone grew increasingly excited.

I wonder if she's developed some strange fetish after all these years.

No!

This absolutely cannot continue!

Although he didn't know what his aunt was thinking, if things remained quiet like this, they would definitely be exposed. If they were caught on the street, Fujiwara Rin wouldn't be so panicked, since he and the Kasahara sisters were still innocent and nothing irreparable had happened.

But you have to be careful about the occasion when you're being honest!

If you get caught in the shower room of the locker room, then even if you are in the right, you become wrong!

“Miss Fuka Eri…” Fujiwara Izaya slowly bent down and said softly, “Please begin your shower.”

"..." Kasahara Fukaeri covered her chest with both hands, her expression extremely vigilant, as if she were facing a perverted groper.

Fujiwara Izaya looked up and winked at her.

'We are comrades-in-arms!'

Sorry, we haven't fought together yet!

'I'll die if this continues!'

'I'll help you collect your body.'

'Don't be so heartless... I'm still your subordinate, you have a responsibility to protect me...'

A long silence followed.

Kasahara Fukaeri moved her chin a few millimeters, nodded slightly, but did not move her body.

At this moment, her eyes darted back and forth, clearly showing her embarrassment and shyness, and her fingertips trembled slightly as she reached for the valve. When she touched the water valve handle, she gently bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, and then, as if making up her mind, forcefully turned on the shower.

"Whoosh~"

The steaming water flowed down, and the splashes slightly obscured their vision, causing both of them to breathe a sigh of relief.

Kasahara Fukaeri hugged her arms and tried to curl herself up in the corner. Her clothes were quickly soaked through and clung to her skin like a homeless child.

The black lace is subtly visible, creating a very alluring scene.

Fujiwara Izaya remained silent.

“…Damn it!” Kasahara Fukari bit her lip, staring intently at a spot on the wall, her expression pitiful and aggrieved. Her furrowed brow suggested that beneath her perpetually cold exterior, she was actually a very gentle person, simply lacking the ability to express herself.

This is the reason for the conflict with her sister... Fujiwara Rin didn't say anything, turned around and stared at the cubicle door.

Outside the door, Xia Xili leaned against the door panel, a slight smile playing on her lips.

“Hey, Eri Fuka…” she suddenly asked, her voice full of curiosity, “Why don’t you ever have a boyfriend? You had so many suitors back in college.”

Inside the cubicle, Kasahara Fukari said nothing, only blinking quietly as she watched Fujiwara Izaya's back.

After waiting a while without receiving an answer, Xia Xili asked again, "Is there no reason why?"

“I don’t want to get pregnant…” Kasahara Fukaeri replied in a dry voice.

"Having a boyfriend doesn't necessarily mean you have to get pregnant," Xia Xili said with a laugh.

Fujiwara Izaya scratched his slightly damp hair. Indeed, having a boyfriend doesn't necessarily mean you'll get pregnant. Fuka Eri's answer, well... it's very much in her style.

"Why don't you want to get pregnant?" Xia Xili asked curiously. "Do you hate children?"

Kasahara Fukaeri shrugged slightly.

She did not answer the question; only the sound of water could be heard coming from the cubicle.

After waiting for a while, Xia Xili sighed, "You must have shrugged inside, right?"

Kasahara Fukaeri remained silent.

“Hey, you know what? At 25, you behave almost exactly the same as when you first entered university at 19.”

"I don't know." Kasahara Fukari wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

"They always disappear mid-conversation, completely disregarding whether the other person feels awkward or not... Their eyes dart around when they have an idea, they have a habit of tapping with their fingertips, and they have an unapproachable aloofness—all exactly the same as before."

Next door, Asuka Kasahara came out drying her hair and added, "Asuka has been like this since the day she had memories, and there's no way to change it."

"Anyone who wants to be your brother-in-law is really asking for trouble. It's hard to imagine any man being able to put up with her. It's even harder to imagine her bathing with men in the future..." Xia Xili joked meaningfully, then took her clothes and went into the shower stall to start taking a shower.

Inside the cubicle, Fujiwara Izaya turned around and peered at Kasahara Fukae through the splashing water.

'Actually, I can handle it.' He conveyed this with his eyes.

Kasahara Fukaeri has read but not replied to this.

"Of course, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I want to be Asuka's brother-in-law, nor do I want to bathe with you in the future..." Fujiwara Izaya continued to convey the message.

Kasahara Fukaeri nodded.

My usual approach is to respond in a concise and clear manner, saving as much effort as possible from speaking.

"Is my sister done washing up?" Asuka Kasahara asked from outside the door.

“Not yet…” Kasahara Fukari responded, “You go first…”

"I'm going to find my senior now, bye-bye~"

Before her lips could even close, her sister's cheerful footsteps echoed outside the door. Kasahara Fukaeri looked up, her expression slightly bewildered.

Through the splashing water, Fujiwara Izaya saw that her eyes were somewhat dull, having lost their usual luster. Like a television set that had suddenly lost power, as if someone had unplugged it from afar.

If possible, Fujiwara Izaya wanted to hug her and comfort her.

However, if he did that, she would definitely say, "Our relationship isn't close enough for such intimate gestures," so he just smiled, scratched his head, and said, "Thank you so much for today, I'll repay you."

“You’re really annoying,” Kasahara Fukari said in a low voice.

“Perhaps…” Fujiwara Rin did not deny it. “Generally speaking, I don’t waste time doing things that people dislike, and I don’t impose on others. But if I have a clear goal, I still hope to achieve it as much as possible.”

Kasahara Fukae looked at him with a cold, indifferent gaze that said, "I don't know you."

“I didn’t express myself well, but I feel I should do it this way,” Fujiwara Izaya said. “When you have a lot to say, it’s best to say it little by little to avoid misunderstandings. This isn’t the right occasion, let’s talk about it another time.”

Kasahara Fukari thought for a moment, then quietly pushed the door open a crack.

Fujiwara Izaya slipped out, then turned and said, "Remember to take Auntie away from here later, preferably out of Shinjuku..."

Kasahara Fukaeri, holding onto the door, took a deep breath and said, "I'll try my best."

The stall door closed, and her soaking wet appearance disappeared from sight. Fujiwara Rinya memorized her expressions and slipped out of the changing room. He had only walked halfway down the corridor when Kasahara Asuka emerged from another changing room, and their eyes met.

"Where did you go, senpai!" Asuka Kasahara puffed out her cheeks in a dramatic manner.

"I was just thinking of coming in to find you..." Fujiwara Rin explained calmly, and walked straight ahead, "Now that you're done washing, let's go out."

Kasahara Asuka looked at his wet trouser legs with extreme suspicion.

"You're up to no good!" she muttered, grabbing his arm and flashing a sweet smile. "Were you peeping at me while I was taking a bath?"

"……No!"

"To be honest, Asuka doesn't blame you."

"No, there really isn't!"

"Confess now!"

"If you keep doing this, I'm going home!"

"Humph!"

The two left the tennis court side by side and rejoined the bustling streets of Shinjuku, searching for their next destination.

The streets are lined with shops and office buildings, and restaurants are usually hidden in alleys, creating an atmosphere conducive to striking up conversations.

Fujiwara Rin wasn't very familiar with Shinjuku and didn't have any regular haunts, so his choices were naturally limited. It was the weekend again, and family restaurants and cafes were definitely full, while upscale restaurants were expensive. He wandered around the streets for a long time but still couldn't find a suitable place to eat.

"Senior~"

Kasahara Asuka seemed a little annoyed and glared at him slightly.

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara Izaya turned to look at him.

Asuka is hungry.

"Oh."

"Then why don't you take Asuka out for something delicious?"

Fujiwara Izaya looked somewhat conflicted, gazing into the distance as if deep in thought.

How about... we take the junior to McDonald's?

It's cheap, filling, and tastes alright; overall, it seems like a great value.

The only problem is that Fujiwara Izaya just called McDonald's junk food, so going to McDonald's now would feel like contradicting himself.

While he was struggling with his decision, Asuka Kasahara suddenly spotted a shop with a pink sign in the alley and her eyes lit up.

"Senpai, senpai," she frantically shook Fujiwara Izaya's sleeve, her eagerness written all over her face, and pointed to the sign: "Let's go there!"

Fujiwara Izaya turned his head to look.

[A haven for both body and soul – Oasis Couples' Tea House]

Uh.

The third floor of the Empress's residence seems to be a couples' tea house, except that the women in the Empress's residence are all one-time girlfriends.