I have an unlimited number of shikigami

This is her signature squinting smile. Although it looks charming and alluring, it always results in someone being either killed or injured.

"Ahem, it's a misunderstanding..." Fujiwara Izaya got up and bowed earnestly towards the door. "My dear sisters, please let me explain. There was a reason for what happened just now. It's not that seeing something necessarily means something else happened!"

At this moment, Asuka Kasahara also realized what was happening.

The thought that the two of them had seen what had just happened filled her with overwhelming embarrassment, and she hid behind Fujiwara Izaya, too ashamed to show herself.

"Asuka is so cute." Natsuki walked inside.

Fujiwara Rinya noticed that her black skirt had a ruffled design, which swayed gracefully when she walked, and her legs, which were not wearing stockings, looked very smooth and soft under the ruffles.

Kasahara Asuka peeked out slightly, looking over her senior's shoulder at the woman walking towards her, her face full of shyness and hostility.

Walking up to Fujiwara Izaya, Natsuki Rin reached out and poked the boy's face with her finger, while teasing the girl behind her: "Asuka looks like a trembling little bunny, so cute that I want to grab your ears and lift you up to dress you in a bunny girl outfit."

"what?"

Kasahara Asuka was somewhat startled.

Behind her, her older sister, Kasahara Fukari, sat down on the sofa without saying a word, crossed her arms and crossed one leg, and tapped her arm lightly with her fingers.

"Kuriko, calm down..." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile, "Let's go sit down and catch up."

“Okay!” Xia Xili walked over and sat down next to Kasahara Fukaeri, then patted the middle seat with her hand, meaning “Come sit in the middle.”

"Asuka, go over to your older sister." Fujiwara Izaya turned around and patted his junior's head.

Kasahara Asuka gritted her teeth and reluctantly sat to her sister's left, her gaze fixed on the ground, as if she were thinking of a way to escape.

Fujiwara Izaya sat down between his two older sisters, adopting a tone as if he were about to confess his crimes to the judge: "Alright, Your Honor, I now wish to..."

"Wait!"

Xia Xili lifted her long, slender legs beneath her long skirt to close the distance between them.

So close, so soft, so warm, and why are you still wearing Chanel perfume… Fujiwara Izaya shifted his body, trying to create some distance, but she kept squeezing in. In the end, his left arm was pressed against Kasahara Fukari's right arm, while his right arm was being held down by Natsuki Kuriko, and one of her hands was on his shoulder to prevent him from escaping.

“…Captain!” Fujiwara Izaya looked to Kasahara Mieri for help.

Kasahara Fukari stared blankly ahead, her fingers tapping lightly on her arm as if by habit. Her slender, fair fingers were as smooth as peeled scallions, her nails meticulously rounded and cute, the tips tracing ten beautiful ovals.

“Before you confess your sins,” Xia Xili smiled brightly, “please introduce me to these two sisters first.”

"..."

In an instant, a chill ran down Fujiwara Izaya's spine.

It felt as if I had been pushed to the edge of a high cliff by a pair of hands, looking down into the bottomless abyss, knowing that if I didn't answer well, I would be pushed off.

Damn it!

Fujiwara Izaya felt a pang of regret.

Her voice was undeniably alluring, her lips were vibrant and sexy, and even the slender fingers resting on her shoulder were delicate and captivating, yet her personality was truly awful!

Back then, he was young and naive, and he especially admired the kind of cunning, queen-like older sister.

So, for those seven or eight years, he was instilling in his aunt the knowledge of how to become that kind of woman, personally shaping her into the kind of woman he liked.

Now, he finds the cunning queen too difficult to control and dares not like her anymore. But his apprentice has grown up and become successful, and is now ready to take over her master's life!

“Chestnut…” Fujiwara Izaya looked at her pleadingly.

Meeting the little boy's clear eyes, Xia Xili's lips curled into a bewitching smile, the kind of allure that would make any man willingly fall for it.

For her, today was just the beginning of a warm-up.

After eight years of sharing a bed, she had completely figured out Fujiwara Izaya's personality, knowing his likes and dislikes, his fetishes, and the limits of his tolerance. She hadn't made a move before because she was confident Fujiwara Izaya would be hers sooner or later, but now that a little rival had appeared, she was ready to strike early!

Beside her, Kasahara Asuka snapped out of her embarrassment and stared curiously at Natsuki Kuri: "Does Kuri-neechan know senpai?"

"Of course, you silly boy~~" Xia Xili giggled, patting her ample chest with one hand, "Xia Xilin is my older sister, how could I not recognize this little guy who took over my sister's shrine?"

Hearing her say that, Asuka Kasahara realized the seriousness of the matter.

"What's your relationship with her, senior?" The little devil glared angrily at Fujiwara Izaya.

Kasahara Fukari, as if it were none of her business, picked up a cake from the table and stuffed it into her mouth.

Hearing the question he least wanted to hear, Fujiwara Izaya fell silent, his inner turmoil evident on his face. This woman really wants to control me completely… He looked at Xia Xili, whose smile was brighter than the summer sun outside the window.

Chapter 111. The attack from three women is too much for Fujiwara Izaya to handle.

A long afternoon.

The air conditioner vents were blowing cool air, the ice cubes in the black tea had melted, and a layer of transparent water droplets floated on the surface of the glass teapot.

Ten minutes ago, Fujiwara Rinya initially adopted a strategy of silence, intending to calm the three women's emotions before speaking. The two older women seemed to have no objection, while Asuka did, but as the youngest, her words carried the least weight.

Time passes little by little.

Kasahara Fukaeri calmly and leisurely devoured all the food on the table by herself.

"The corner of your mouth," Fujiwara Izaya said to her.

Kasahara Fukaeri frowned her beautiful eyebrows and picked up a napkin to wipe the corner of her mouth.

Her soft lips were still covered with sugar residue from eating the donuts; the tiny white granules clung to her sexy red lips, making them incredibly alluring.

To his right, Xia Xili rested her delicate arm on Fujiwara Izaya's shoulder, comfortably propping her chin up and staring at his profile. This meaningful gaze made Fujiwara Izaya feel guilty, and he had to pretend to look at the time on the wall clock to look away, but this only made her stare at him even more amusedly.

To be honest, this was the first time Izaya Fujiwara had ever been sandwiched between two women.

That's great.

It would be even better if this were a sufficiently glamorous one-night feast.

Eri and her aunt are definitely an ideal couple. Her aunt is a voluptuous, passionate, and quirky older sister type with a knack for clever ideas. She's incredibly eloquent, flirtatious, and always approaches things with a positive attitude once she's made up her mind. She also possesses a wealth of knowledge, making her a perfect partner. In contrast, Eri, equally sexy and taut, is a classic aloof and reserved older sister type. She's often expressionless and unapproachable, unable to utter even a few charming words, but this cool aura is incredibly attractive to men.

With the idea of ​​continuing to kill time, Fujiwara Rinya deduced the whole process in his mind.

First, the aunt used her talent for socializing and creating relationships to bring the emotions of the three of them to a high point, creating a harmonious atmosphere where they could have in-depth conversations. Then, she seized the opportunity to push Eri Fuka into the fray.

At this point, things became simple. Unexpectedly, Eri was wearing a sexy red lingerie set, which her aunt liked very much. She insisted on joining in to discuss the lingerie with her, and then, without realizing it, Eri realized that she and her aunt had switched places... In order not to ruin such a beautiful night, she could only suppress her embarrassment and continue.

Moreover, because Eri's cold aura subtly stimulated her aunt's competitive spirit, her aunt's demeanor became more flamboyant and her behavior became more proactive. It was a win-win-win situation, perfect!

cough cough.

The above are purely pointless assumptions.

Of course, this would never happen in reality, otherwise Fujiwara Izaya would never see the sun rise after his romantic night.

"Ha~"

In the somber atmosphere, Xia Xili yawned lazily.

Infected by this, the two Kasahara sisters also seemed a bit tired and started yawning.

Light streamed in through the glass window, casting shadows on the wooden floor. Fujiwara Izaya smelled the fragrance wafting towards him, thinking that he had finally managed to dampen their high spirits a bit. Now it was time to start making excuses!

"Chestnut, I..."

"Shut up."

"Ok?"

"I'll speak, and you're not allowed to interrupt!"

"..."

See it.

That's just how Xia Xili is; you never know what unexpected thing she'll do next.

“Telling you about my relationship with Linlin will definitely shock you.” The graceful Xia Xili raised her chin, naturally took Fujiwara Rinya’s hand, and looked at the other two women: “Me? I’m his childhood sweetheart.”

Fujiwara Izaya: "?"

"Huh?!" Kasahara Asuka's voice was loud, her charming and bright eyes staring angrily at Fujiwara Izaya's face.

Kasahara Fukaeri looked displeased and lightly tapped her arm with her fingertips.

"Think about it, if it weren't for the fact that he's my brother-in-law, how could I have given him the shrine?" Xia Xili crossed her sexy, long, and firm thighs, half of her body pressed against Fujiwara Izaya, her soft and delicate hands tightly wrapped around his wrists. "When I was eight years old, my family arranged for me to become Izaya's fiancée and sleep with him."

Uh……

To some extent, that statement is 75% true.

Because the two have been inseparable since childhood and have an extremely close relationship, and since they are not related by blood, my mother does have those kinds of thoughts. However, my nominal maternal grandmother is not happy about it, so the matter remains at the suggestion stage and has not yet been implemented.

That makes sense. The old man's eldest daughter has already been abducted by the men of the Fujiwara family. If his youngest daughter is also abducted, who will inherit the family business?

We can't let the mountain god marry into our family!

"Senpai!" Kasahara Asuka glared at Fujiwara Izaya and demanded, "What is this woman saying?"

"Uh, let me explain, it's just that..." Fujiwara Izaya was halfway through his sentence when Natsuki Rin tugged at his arm hard, stopping him from speaking.

Hey!

What are you doing?!

Too soft... no, too reckless!

Fujiwara Rinya wanted to pull his arm away from between the cleavage, but Natsuki was holding him tightly, and he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting her skin. Besides, the feeling of his arm rubbing back and forth was truly indescribable, and he suddenly couldn't bear to pull his hand away!

"Well!"

Asuka Kasahara's cheeks were puffed up like steamed buns.

Kasahara Fukari, standing next to him, made no attempt to hide her impatience. She lightly flicked her hair with her fingertips and gave Fujiwara Izaya a disdainful look.

“Miss Fuka Eri,” Fujiwara Rinya looked at her, hurt, “I thought that even if the whole world didn’t believe me, at least I still had you.”

Kasahara Fukari lowered her gaze and looked at his wrapped arm.

"..."

Ok.

It turned out that she didn't believe her aunt's words, but rather despised his action of not retracting his hand.

Thinking about it this way, Fujiwara Izaya felt much better.

"Senior!" Kasahara Asuka pouted, her face not looking too good. "Kuriko-neechan is at least eight years older than you!"