I have an unlimited number of shikigami

"Wait, what are you doing..." Fujiwara Izaya grabbed her shoulder, his gaze instinctively becoming wary.

The Maybach was parked at a highway service area. Mrs. Kasahara was not in the car, and Hoshimi and her daughter were sleeping. Outside the car window were lush green mountains, and bright sunlight filled the surroundings, which looked somewhat different from the sunlight in Tokyo.

"Senior, is it exciting?" Asuka Kasahara asked playfully.

She lifted one leg and pressed it against Fujiwara Izaya's legs, her small hands very nimble.

"No, wait a minute," Fujiwara Izaya said guiltily, glancing out the window. "When the chairman comes back, he'll kill me!"

"No way!" Kasahara Asuka whispered in his ear, her tone suggestive, "Senpai is Asuka's puppy. Asuka can do whatever she wants with him."

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya leaned back in his seat, barely daring to breathe.

"Don't you like Asuka, senpai?" Kasahara Asuka lifted her bottom slightly and gently sat on his lap, her little face almost touching his, her little hands still moving.

Her brown eyes seemed to be veiled with a layer of misty moisture.

Her eyes were glazed over, and her face was flushed, exuding a seductive allure.

Even after spending so much time with her, Fujiwara Izaya was still amazed by her beauty.

"Fujiwara-kun, don't move!" Kasahara Asuka suddenly mimicked her mother's tone, adopting a noble and dignified demeanor, her eyes hazy yet carrying a hint of authority, "Let the chairman examine you!"

Fujiwara Izaya was practically going crazy.

That youthful, innocent face already possessed about 80% of the charm of Chairman Kasa.

"Hehe~" Kasahara Asuka stretched out her other hand and gently lifted his chin with her fingertips: "Tell the chairman, do you like it or not? If you don't like it, I'll slowly torture you, you little puppy, tonight."

"I……"

Fujiwara Izaya gripped his pants tightly with both hands.

At this moment, the little devil suddenly transformed into a noble demon older sister, launching a fierce attack on him.

Those majestic eyes, those noble and exquisite features, those dignified and graceful manners—it's not just that they resemble Chairman Kasa, it's like they were carved from the same mold. They're so alluring.

"Pfft~"

Kasahara Asuka chuckled.

Fujiwara Izaya was stunned for a moment, then instantly came to his senses.

She quickly suppressed her smile and looked at him with an authoritative expression.

However, being a young girl, she was not as mature as her mother. The shyness on her face and the rosy complexion revealed her inner nervousness.

Fujiwara Izaya sighed, exasperated: "Where did you learn all this stuff from...?"

"I, the chairman, know perfectly well what's going on!" Kasahara Asuka's face was flushed, her delicate little hand pinching his nose while the other continued to move, "You little brat who dares to have improper thoughts about the chairman, just wait and see what happens!"

I have to say, she looks very alluring.

If it were somewhere else, Fujiwara Rin might have just let her continue.

However, this was inside the car, and through the windshield, they could already see Mrs. Kasahara, wearing a cream-colored skirt, walking back. Fujiwara Izaya could only suppress the agonizing feeling of being torn between desire and desire, and pull the little devilish junior back to sit down beside him.

Kasahara Asuka wasn't quite done playing, but seeing her mother return, she didn't dare to continue her mischief.

"You just wait..." Fujiwara Izaya put one arm around her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "There are still more than forty days of summer vacation left. Let's see how I get my revenge on you, you little bitch!"

"Asuka has prepared a lot of study materials." Kasahara Asuka winked at him, her expression completely fearless. But the next second, she gasped as she felt her senior's hand slip under her pants.

"See if you're still so smug!" Fujiwara Izaya gritted his teeth and rubbed his hands.

"You bad senior!" Kasahara Asuka blushed even more, and with a spit, buried her face in his shoulder.

She no longer made any noise, only occasionally trembling, like a small boat floating on the sea with a gentle breeze.

Mrs. Kasahara, who had just gotten into the car, glanced at the back seat with some confusion: "The air conditioning's on, so why are these two kids sweating so much and their cheeks are flushed? And Rinko's cheeks look like she's chewing something; does she chew gum even when she's asleep?"

What a strange young couple… Mrs. Kasahara remarked before continuing to drive towards Nan-Yin-Dou.

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After exiting the highway, the car continued to navigate the somewhat winding mountain roads along the national highway.

Soon after emerging from the mountains and forests, the vast sea and the Nanyindouding, surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea on one side, came into view.

A clear stream flowed gently beside the road. In front of every house in the small town, piles of firewood were stacked high, and many Shiba Inus lay napping on the firewood. Clothes on the clotheslines swayed in the breeze. This scene of farmhouses continued for a long time on both sides of the road. The bright sunlight shone on the road, and the bushes on both sides stretched out their branches and leaves freely. Stray cats dozed comfortably in the shade of the trees.

A group of tanned elementary school students rode bicycles, excitedly chasing after luxury cars they had never seen before.

Mrs. Kasahara skillfully drove through the town, along a mixed forest by the sea, and soon after passing through the mixed forest, a white stone wall appeared in front of her.

The iron gate was open, and a maid was already waiting there.

"Wake up, everyone, we've arrived." Mrs. Kasahara parked the car in the yard.

Fujiwara Izaya twisted his neck, yawned, and got out of the car.

Ahhh, that feels so good!

Asuka Kasahara immediately stretched out her arms after getting off the bus.

'Of course you're comfortable, teasing me and being teased by me, whatever you do pleases you, while I'm the one being teased to death...' Fujiwara Izaya thought resentfully.

Rinko Hoshimi got out of the car and was squinting as she enjoyed the fresh air.

The courtyard is shaded by lush trees, including many bougainvillea and gracefully growing pine trees. You can hear the clear chirping of birds and the sound of the ocean waves. The sunlight filtering through the leaves and the cool breeze are truly very pleasant.

The temperature is also very comfortable.

Despite it being the height of summer and the sweltering heat of 3 PM, the temperature here was only around 25 degrees Celsius. Compared to Tokyo's 30+ degree Celsius, it was practically a summer retreat.

"I love the seaside!" Mrs. Hoshimi opened her arms and embraced the sea in front of her house.

Before her was a private beach nearly two hundred meters long, enclosed by a wall. The sea breeze blew freely into the yard, bougainvillea swayed in the wind, and countless white, shimmering waves danced in the bay.

The seawater was very clean and crystal clear.

When the waves recede, they carry away countless tiny grains of sand, and when they come crashing back in, the waves are as clear and translucent as jelly.

This beach is absolutely beautiful.

And there are no extra people to spoil its beauty.

Fujiwara Izaya's heart was pounding with excitement.

Forty-odd days... He started to daydream about the things that might happen to him.

Mrs. Kasahara clapped her hands: "Everyone, don't forget to move your luggage!"

As she finished speaking, a motorhome and a van from Tokyo drove into the yard one after the other. The motorhome was brought to make the trip to the Yoondu Peninsula more comfortable, while the van carried luggage—the Silver Dragon was also brought over at Asuka's request.

The workers unloaded the goods, carried them into the house, and then the maids helped carry them into the rooms.

Fujiwara Rin wasn't in a hurry to choose a room. Instead, he strolled lazily along the beach, occasionally glancing at the house just a hundred meters away. It was a building resembling a dojo, surrounded by windbreaks. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating beams of light that shone into the courtyard.

He suddenly realized.

The four of us, including myself, were like the protagonists of a love story, enjoying the fruits of summer here.

"Hey, Fujiwara-kun~" Mrs. Kasahara waved to him from the porch, "You've chosen your room, come and take a look."

She wore thin gold earrings on both earlobes, which shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight. Fujiwara Izaya squinted and stepped forward: "You're here, you're here. Don't leave me the worst room."

"We've reserved the best room for you!" Mrs. Hoshimi said mysteriously.

"I'm so happy!" Fujiwara Izaya's smile was rather unpleasant.

It was said to be the best room, but it was actually the room sandwiched between the mother and daughter.

Furthermore, the walls of the room are all made of paper sliding doors, which can be opened with a single pull. They offer some privacy, but as for soundproofing... don't even think about it.

If his junior female student were to sneak into his bed in the middle of the night... Thinking about this very likely possibility, Fujiwara Izaya almost choked up with emotion.

Just then, by some strange coincidence...

A cold, mocking laugh rang out.

"Don't make strange noises in the middle of the night!"

Fujiwara Izaya turned his head and saw a chilling smile on his senior's lips.

Eh?

and many more……

Could it be that my senior knows what happened on the bus just now?

"Senpai, senpai," Kasahara Asuka jumped up from behind and grabbed Fujiwara Izaya's arm, "Asuka is sleeping with you tonight, we're sleeping together—"

moment.

The temperature dropped to freezing point.

Despite it being the middle of summer, it felt as if a blizzard capable of sweeping across Siberia was raging behind Hoshimi Rinko.

That smile was absolutely terrifying!

Goodbye, junior!

Fujiwara Izaya, carrying his small backpack, darted into the room and slammed the sliding door shut behind him.

Outside the sliding door, the two women exchanged a glance, as did the two young girls; the air was thick with tension. In this sweltering summer heat, it seemed as if a violent explosion could erupt between them at any moment.

Chapter 121. Training, slacking off, and being lazy will come at a price for Asuka.

The morning of the second day of training.

After washing up, Hoshimi Rinko first opened the sliding door of the cubicle.

The morning sun peeked through the window, casting parallelogram-shaped squares on the tatami mats in the Japanese-style room. Fujiwara Rinya, like a tired little dog after a long walk, lay on the covers watching a Spanish lecture on his tablet.

Rinko Hoshimi glanced at the tablet screen.

A female lecturer wearing black stockings and high heels is posing seductively while giving a lecture.

"It's all about vida in serios, al fin y al o saldrás vivo de ella."

In Japanese, this phrase can be understood as 'Don't worry about life, because no matter what, you can't escape it alive.'

Fujiwara Izaya murmured in Chinese, "Are Spanish people this laid-back too...?"