I have an unlimited number of shikigami

“Uh, no,” Fujiwara Izaya explained. “It was only seven years and three months, less than eight years.”

"Linlin remembers it so clearly, that deserves praise." Xia Xili smiled easily, then leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Do you miss Chestnut's reward?"

Fujiwara Izaya's heart skipped a beat.

He kept his distance from his aunt, but he never forgot the rewards she gave him.

The two spoke very softly, so softly that Asuka Kasahara couldn't hear them.

In her view, Sister Chestnut was simply whispering in her senior's ear, her casual flick of her hair light and graceful, her expression charming and alluring.

That's a fairy!

The mischievous junior was secretly on guard.

Especially her slender, fair fingertips resting on her senior's shoulder; her delicate, translucent nails bloomed like flowers on her fingertips, and the pinkish flesh of her nails gave her a delicate and alluring appearance.

"Haha, sorry..." Xia Xili temporarily let Fujiwara Izaya off the hook, looked at Kasahara Asuka, and her face regained its previous friendly smile: "Izaya is so cute, and Asuka is so cute too. I couldn't help but tease you. I was just joking, Asuka, don't take it to heart."

Her kind demeanor, like that of a warm-hearted older sister she'd known for years, eased Kasahara Asuka's mood, and her expression softened: "I'll let it go this time, but don't make jokes like that next time. What fiancée? It's just too much..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xia Xili interrupted her with a dignified smile and an air of a young lady: "Sorry, when you said 'joking,' you meant that Asuka is cute, not that your fiancée was joking."

"?"

In an instant, Kasahara Asuka's face darkened, and she was completely dumbfounded.

From the older sister's perspective, the younger sister's face was completely expressionless, as blank as an envelope without an address.

"Haha, scared, huh?" Xia Xili laughed brightly, her left hand on Fujiwara Izaya's shoulder, her right index finger raised to her lips as if to whisper, "Shh! Asuka, don't tell your sister. If you also like this kid, I, your sister, can let you inspect the goods first."

If the younger sister can hear it, the older sister can naturally hear it too.

The two sisters turned to look at each other, like menacing sharks eyeing their bleeding prey.

However, Xia Xili remained unfazed, still smiling happily. At that moment, she seemed to radiate a powerful aura, so much so that even the two young ladies of the Kasahara family were momentarily overshadowed by her presence.

The atmosphere was tense.

Caught in the middle, Fujiwara Izaya began to tremble with fear; he might really be in trouble today.

Calm down, calm down... Kasahara Asuka clenched her small fists and looked at her senior with a calm expression: "Kuriko-neechan is really amazing."

you do not say.

"You little devil, you've finally gotten your comeuppance..." Fujiwara Izaya nodded slightly, agreeing, "She's been outstanding since she was little. Beautiful, intelligent, talented in both academics and martial arts, and versatile... Everyone always praises her. If she could be a little gentler, she would be the most perfect woman in the world."

"Ok?"

The three women's gazes, all fixed on him, were filled with displeasure.

"Uh, let's give an objective evaluation. Please don't get emotional." Fujiwara Izaya gave a neutral and interested smile, a smile that was neither obsequious, deceptive, nor perfunctory.

“…Foolish talk.” Kasahara Fukari turned her head and looked at him with her usual cold expression.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Kasahara Asuka temporarily put aside the internal conflict, tightly hugged her sister's arm, and struck a pose that said she would immediately beat that woman up with her sister if things got heated.

"Alright, let's not talk about that." Fujiwara Rinya said, enduring a headache. "Let's talk about something light and pleasant, like the Spanish Civil War? Does any of the three of you know anything about that part of history?"

Nobody's interested.

"Linlin, I suddenly remembered something." Xia Xili suppressed a laugh, her face serious as she pinched the flesh on his waist. "Asuka just said she was shopping with her boyfriend. Could her boyfriend be you?"

"Do not……"

Fujiwara Izaya was internally devastated.

"You can't be so fickle!" Xia Xili sighed deeply, her breath like a hot wind blowing across Fujiwara Izaya's face. "If you want to marry me, staying single is one of the most basic conditions. Please break up with your girlfriend immediately."

"It's getting dark." Fujiwara Izaya glanced out the window.

"Want to spend the night here?" Xia Xilin glanced out the window; the sun was already beginning to set. "Having more than one beautiful woman accompany you through a romantic night—hasn't that always been your dream?"

"I don't have such an improper dream!"

"You're lying."

"I don't!"

"That's a lie too!"

"I... okay, okay, I was just young and ignorant, Aunt Chestnut, please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me..."

Despite Fujiwara Rinya's desperate attempts to defend himself, the mocking smile in Natsuki Rin's eyes did not fade, and the disdainful looks from the two sisters beside her did not lessen.

"Senior!"

Kasahara Asuka stood beside him, bending down to look at him.

Her delicate little face puffed up with anger, and her face was very close to his. The sweet orange scent that belonged to her alone filled his nose, and Fujiwara Izaya had no choice but to lean back on the sofa, his expression becoming increasingly uneasy.

Now he's blocked off to the left, right, and in front, with the sofa back behind him; he has no way out.

"What's wrong?" he asked cautiously.

Kasahara Asuka pouted her glistening, alluring lips and glanced at Xia Xili: "Who's better, me or this woman?"

Which is better?

Fujiwara Izaya fell into deep thought for a moment.

His female classmate was spoiled and had a terrible temper, but she was surprisingly nice to him; his aunt was beautiful, generous, and very understanding, but he couldn't handle her.

“Hmm—” Fujiwara Izaya considered his words carefully before speaking with a strong survival instinct: “In my heart, you are about the same. One is a little devil and the other is a big devil. Both are the women of my dreams.”

"I mean it~~"

Kasahara Fukaeri's expression changed.

A strange chill, as if to say "You really are a scumbag," emanated from the fingertips tapping her arm.

“Of course, there’s also Eri-nee.” Fujiwara Izaya dragged her into the conversation as well. “A beautiful, cool, and righteous policewoman, who wouldn’t love her? Oh, by the way, Eri, do you have a latex suit? Can you wear it next time you go into battle? I don’t mean anything by it, I just want to see if the latex suit will bulge.”

“Sigh,” Kasahara Fukari rubbed her temples helplessly, and said coldly, “Shut up!”

She has always had a cold temper and her emotions are always calm and unmoved; it's almost impossible for others to affect her mood. But only Fujiwara Izaya's mouth often gives her headaches and leaves her feeling helpless.

I really want to stomp on his lips and shut him up forever—

“Senpai—” Kasahara Asuka shook Fujiwara Izaya’s shoulder.

She was really angry.

I initially thought the senior only had a slightly ambiguous relationship with the female student, and was essentially a diligent and innocent young man from the countryside. But I never expected that besides the female student, he was also having an affair with Sister Chestnut, who was also his fiancée! Ugh, what a frivolous scumbag!

And her!

Genius witch!

Rising star!

Even the gods would praise the adorable Asuka, who is actually just a backup option!

Given Kasahara Asuka's temperament, it's already considered polite that she hasn't stabbed her senior in the back yet.

"..." Fujiwara Izaya reached out his free hand and gently grasped the small hand that was shaking his shoulder. "Don't be angry yet. Listen to me. My relationship with Kuriko is more complicated than it can be simply summarized as 'fiancée'."

Kasahara Asuka's expression softened slightly.

The next second, Xia Xili lightly covered her lips with her hand, chuckled charmingly, and said, "It's indeed not that simple. After all, I knew I liked a ten-year-old boy when I was seventeen. Isn't that incredible?"

"Perverted shota-con!" Kasahara Asuka looked at her with hostility.

“Haha,” Xia Xili burst out laughing happily, interlocking her fingers and resting them on Fujiwara Rinya’s shoulders, propping her chin up as she looked at her sulky little sister. “That year, I had just left his side and returned to Tokyo to attend high school. From then until I went to university, I never saw him once, and he never sent me a message, so I never conveyed my feelings to him.”

“I went to Shikoku during those years…” Fujiwara Izaya quickly explained.

“I didn’t say I blamed you.” Xia Xili shook her head decisively, her watery eyes playfully winking at him.

"Why don't you go find him?" Kasahara Fukari asked, puzzled. "Why don't you find him by any means and tell him to his face that you like him?"

“No, I don’t want that. I want to wait for him in Tokyo.” Xia Xili looked at Fujiwara Rinya and deliberately cleared her throat solemnly. “What I hope for is to run into him by chance on the streets of Tokyo someday. For example, we might bump into each other on the street, or we might happen to be sitting on the same bus.”

"The encounter that determined our fate?" Kasahara Fukaeri asked thoughtfully.

"Ah, more or less." Xia Xili said happily, taking a sip of the untouched black tea on the table. "When we meet, I want to tell him clearly: the only person I love in my life is you."

"Cut~"

Kasahara Asuka pursed her lips.

Like pouring cold water on a relationship, she muttered, "The chances of such a reunion are probably very low. The other person's appearance may have changed a lot, and I'm afraid we wouldn't even recognize each other if we met face to face."

Xia Xili shook her head and said confidently, "No matter how his appearance changes, I can recognize him at a glance. I will never make a mistake."

"I see." Kasahara Fukaeri nodded thoughtfully.

"That's it."

"So you firmly believe that this chance reunion will surely come, and you wait for that day in solitude."

"So I always keep observing while I'm shopping."

"No wonder you always pay special attention to the people around us when we go shopping together."

Even though they were discussing themselves, Fujiwara Izaya seemed like an outsider, unable to get a word in edgewise.

“Eh, I still don’t quite understand…” Kasahara Fukae said with admiration, “I still don’t understand the situation, or rather, the way it is felt. But you have someone you love deeply, which is something to be very envious of.”

Xia Xili placed the teacup on the table, gently wiped her lips with a napkin, and said, "No matter what time it is or where we are, none of that matters. I just want to see him. I miss him terribly. That's the only thing that's absolutely true, and I can say that with complete confidence."

"It's like a long-running romance drama." Kasahara Fukari lightly tapped the rim of the glass with her fingernail.

She didn't understand what kind of feeling this was, but she felt it was very good from the bottom of her heart, and it made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"Hehe~~" Xia Xili chuckled mischievously, displaying a rare girlish demeanor. "But the problem is, after finding him, he turned out to be a shameless scumbag who had been cheating on his wife for several days. Damn it, I still like him so much!"

Kasahara Asuka stared wide-eyed, wanting to kill her scumbag senior with her gaze.

“I understand,” Kasahara Fukari said calmly, giving Fujiwara Izaya a disdainful glare.

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya obediently kept his mouth shut.

Criticizing scumbags is always justified, regardless of the context, and it gives you the moral high ground.

"That guy is such a scoundrel. But he's good-looking, has a sweet tongue, and is incredibly good at charming women." Xia Xili tilted her cup, watching the black tea swirl inside. "And also, he's a little afraid of me, so much so that when we're together, if I say one thing, he won't dare say another. Even though I hate scumbags, I don't want him to run away..."