I have an unlimited number of shikigami

His tone softened, seemingly mixed with tenderness and pity.

Fujiwara Izaya knew he absolutely couldn't speak at this moment, otherwise the three women would unite to target him.

“This feeling is something you can’t choose,” Xia Xili continued. “It comes to you on its own, completely different from choosing dishes from a menu.”

"The similarity is that you'll regret clicking the wrong button," commented Fukahara Eri.

Xia Xili put down her cup and shrugged dramatically: "Uh, maybe it was set up like this from the beginning. Our act of making a choice was just an illusion. All that talk about free will might just be our imagination."

"Life is really bleak."

“Maybe, Eri Fuka.” Natsuki swung her legs up and down in dissatisfaction, looking at Izaya Fujiwara and said, “I think this world is both unreasonable and quite lacking in kindness.”

Her voice sounded somewhat confused, and Fujiwara Rin couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

When they met eyes, his aunt didn't seem sad at all; instead, she smiled sweetly at him with a slight upturn of her lips.

hateful!

This woman's ever-changing and passionate personality is truly endearing.

As expected of someone he personally trained... Fujiwara Izaya felt proud.

Beside her, Kasahara Fukari seemed unusually downcast, perhaps because something had been said about her. She sighed and said, "But now, it's too late to change anything."

“The return period has long passed.” Xia Xili laughed heartily.

"The receipt was also thrown away."

"That's right."

Kasahara Asuka interjected, "This kind of world will be gone in the blink of an eye anyway."

"That would be so much fun," Xia Xili said dismissively.

Kasahara Fukaeri also drank some black tea, put the cup back on the table with a gulp, and wiped her lips with her fingers.

"Uh, the three of you..." Fujiwara Izaya asked cautiously, "Should we...?"

Xia Xili leaned close to his ear: "Hmm?"

It was just a simple breathing sound, yet it was so alluring that it was hard to ignore.

“Kuriko…” Fujiwara Izaya blinked as if to soften his stance, “Let me off this time, I’ll come to apologize in person tomorrow.”

"Am I angry?" Xia Xili whispered, her face full of smiles. "No need to wait until tomorrow, today is fine. It's been a long time since I rewarded you, don't you want to?"

"?"

"Let's go find a lingerie store later."

"what?"

"It's decided then, unless you want to stay here." Xia Xili chuckled. Then she looked out the window, as if pondering some conspiracy, her lips curving upwards like a mother fox just waking up from her afternoon nap.

"Senpai, Asuka's angry!" Kasahara Asuka, who had been ignored for a while, finally couldn't hold back anymore and was about to explode. She waved her hands and tried to grab his neck: "You're going to die here today, don't even think about going home."

"Dongdong~"

A knock came at the door, and the waiter who came in saved Fujiwara Izaya's life.

"Good evening, everyone. Our room is up for the night. Would you like to extend your stay?"

"No, no continuation!"

Fujiwara Rinya's particularly excited voice startled the waiter.

Instinctively, she assumed the guest was dissatisfied and prepared to bow and apologize. But when she turned around, she saw that the guest's face was filled with the joy of surviving a disaster, as if not staying in the room could have saved his life.

That's weird.

But in this line of work, what kind of perverted customers haven't you seen? You're used to it... The waitress maintained her polite smile.

"I'll go settle the bill, you guys go ahead, don't wait for me..." Fujiwara Izaya hurriedly put on his shoes and rushed towards the door, "Have some tea sometime—"

Chapter 112. From a lovers' teahouse to a lingerie shop, the ultimate loser... turned out to be the senior student!

After paying the bill, I came out the door.

Unsurprisingly, all three women were waiting for Fujiwara Izaya.

As the setting sun began to stream into the alley, it elongated their silhouettes, casting them vividly on the ground.

“Let’s all go home!” Fujiwara Izaya suggested very seriously.

"I don't want to see you!" Kasahara Asuka snorted, grabbed her sister's foot, and walked forward. The originally proud and unapproachable noble beauty suddenly looked petite and cute next to her sister's tall figure.

The sisters' relationship has improved a bit... Fujiwara Izaya was so moved that his eyes welled up with tears.

"Linlin, come to your aunt's side." Xia Xili beckoned to him.

Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head and followed her.

The four people split into two groups and re-entered the bustling Higashi-Shinjuku commercial district.

The sunlight had dimmed, and a cool evening breeze blew through the gaps between the tall buildings, gently swaying the skirts of the street girls. Amidst the noisy hawking sounds from the street, Xia Xili asked softly, "What's been going on lately? Tell me about it."

"It's nothing serious, it's all in the past." Fujiwara Izaya shrugged lightly.

With a seductive smile playing on his aunt's lips, he briefly recounted the recent events.

"The organization didn't retaliate against you?"

"There's been no movement lately. Kawashima Miki said that they must be up to something big and don't have time to retaliate against me."

"What about the Garden Inari Shrine?"

"Fujishima Miyaji has returned to Kyoto. His son has taken over his position, and there is no sign of hostility at the moment."

"By the way, Kawashima Miki took her home to show Grandma, and Grandma nodded in approval, so her status as a young mistress is now valid."

"Aren't you angry?"

"I'm angry, anyway, she has to listen to me after she walks in the door."

After speaking, Xia Xili blinked several times.

Then, a cold smile suddenly appeared on her face as she stared at Fujiwara Izaya: "You've really grown up! You didn't even tell me about something this big. Have you forgotten you have an aunt?"

"The main reason is that I'm afraid of getting you involved." Fujiwara Izaya stretched his neck slightly, welcoming the evening breeze. "There's immense danger lurking behind this, and I don't want to drag Chestnut into this..."

“Call me Auntie!” Xia Xili interrupted him.

Fujiwara Izaya retorted angrily, "We're not related by blood!"

"Call me Auntie!"

"Done!"

"Even a godmother is still an aunt!"

"Hoo—" Fujiwara Izaya took a deep breath, drawing out his words: "Auntie...!"

"Good boy!" Xia Xili affectionately ruffled his hair.

After being ruffled a few times like a child, Fujiwara Izaya leaned back to avoid it, saying, "You're going to mess up my hairstyle!"

"You've really grown up, you're amazing!" Xia Xili's lips curled into a malicious smile, her dark eyes filled with a murky light as she leaned closer to him. "I'll have your aunt check your body later!"

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya glared at her helplessly.

"Haha," Xia Xili stuck out her tongue, as if she had suddenly transformed back into the little girl from the Hidden Town, and teased, "Your aunt grew up before you, which is a lonely thing. Can you understand?"

“Of course I understand!” Fujiwara Izaya nodded.

"To help you understand more deeply." Xia Xili made a playful gesture, wrapping her arms around his body and half of her body pressed against his shoulder, her sweet scent breathing into his ear: "Don't you think my figure is much better than it was a few years ago?"

"Mm." Fujiwara Izaya nodded at her.

Due to the angle of the light, the gleam in her eyes was even more alluring than I remembered.

"But big isn't necessarily good. When it runs, it wobbles from side to side, like two salad bowls hanging on a bamboo pole, which is quite embarrassing."

"I like it this way."

"Hmm?" Xia Xili wrinkled her nose cutely. "Didn't you used to say that big breasts mean no brains?"

"..." Fujiwara Izaya thought to himself, "Back then you were just a little girl and didn't have any breasts. If I said I liked big ones, you would get angry."

"Oh ho?" Xia Xili narrowed her eyes playfully, revealing a terrifying squinting smile, and poked his cheek with her finger. "Could it be that you've been lying to me since then?"

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya felt a little hot.

Perhaps it was because the ground was starting to cool down, and she was standing quite close, with the neckline of her dress not buttoned up properly, revealing glimpses of her fair cleavage, plus some alluring Chanel perfume... it was really putting the mountain god's will to the test!

"Don't you dare try anything funny!" Xia Xili scolded him angrily, as if she could read his mind.

"I didn't move!" Fujiwara Izaya said, sounding unsure of himself.

Having managed to suppress his thoughts, Xia Xili suddenly leaned closer and whispered to him, "But if you want to move, then go ahead. I've always kept my most precious thing hidden away, just for you."

She must be telling the truth.

Fujiwara Izaya had no doubts whatsoever.

However, if he really wants to take back what was left to him, he'll probably have to put in a lot of effort.

The four of them stopped at a traffic light and waited for the light to change.

Kasahara Asuka, who was in front, turned around and threatened Fujiwara Izaya through gritted teeth.

Fujiwara Izaya forced a stiff smile.

"Humph!"

The junior student tossed her head away like a proud little pig.

The woman next to him couldn't help but turn around, her gaze sweeping over him coldly. It must be said that Eri Fuka, with her soft, luscious lips and beautiful face, plus her model-like height, was very eye-catching among the crowd waiting for the red light.

"Hey," Xia Xili leaned closer and asked, "What do you think of these sisters?"

"No, no!" Fujiwara Izaya shook his head immediately. "I have absolutely no opinion!"