I have an unlimited number of shikigami

That junior is so unethical! We were clearly discussing strength, how could she be so hurtful and callous!

Rinko Hoshimi's face darkened for a moment after being mocked.

However, she did not give up because of this.

"Since that's the case, then let's explain things clearly." After calming down, the senior's delicate face remained elegantly cold, making her seem even more aggressive. She looked at Kasahara Asuka and said coldly, "Don't let temporary victory go to your head. The future is long, and the road ahead is far. Be careful not to stumble."

"A loser's last-ditch effort?" Kasahara Asuka said with a grin, arms crossed.

“Defeat…” Hoshimi Rinko took a deep breath. “I hate that word!”

"Don't mind it, senior," Kasahara Asuka said, puffing out her chest and offering a fake consolation. "If it's really not possible, I'll let you pick up the corpses when I'm done playing around with them."

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya pretended not to hear and admired the lush bougainvillea outside the window.

"We'll see in the future." Hoshimi Rinko deliberately let out a cold laugh.

He had an imposing presence and seemed very confident, clearly indicating that he was no ordinary person.

However, in terms of presence, Asuka Kasahara is definitely not inferior to her.

"During the 40-plus days of summer vacation, my senior will go from being a loser to a super, super loser!"

"It seems I was too merciful, which gave you the illusion of victory. To be honest, whether you accept it or not, Fujiwara's every move and every thought is within my understanding. You absolutely cannot outmaneuver me."

"Don't start crying right away, senior!"

"He has absolutely no connection with you. This is the end of it. I'm taking it back."

The two girls were arguing fiercely, and Fujiwara Izaya, feeling that the future was bleak, seemed to remember something and turned to look at Mrs. Hoshimi beside him.

The only adult here still had that indifferent look on his face, but his eyes betrayed a hint of elation at watching from the sidelines.

"...Aren't you going to stop them?"

"Huh?...Oh dear! I forgot!"

Mrs. Hoshimi then slapped her forehead in annoyance and quickly took out a talisman.

"Word of Power: Binding!"

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

The talisman flicked from her fingertips, as casually as plucking a flower, instantly causing several blue chains of divine power to appear on Kasahara Asuka's body.

"Ouch, ouch—" Kasahara Asuka cried out in anger, yelling at Fujiwara Izaya, "Senpai, those two, mother and daughter, bullied me! Help me get revenge!"

Fujiwara Izaya, who considered himself a semi-outsider, grinned foolishly.

The course continued, and the next session was Divine Power Meditation.

Under Mrs. Hoshimi's guidance, the three shrine maidens, one adult and two children, closed their eyes and adjusted their breathing, entering a meditative state.

Like priests, Shinto priestesses perform duties such as prayer, exorcism, and rituals. However, unlike priests, priestesses are also called "divine children," and they can receive the possession of deities, convey their will, and absorb their power.

Therefore, during meditation, the shrine maiden can not only sense the divine power in nature, but also receive divine gifts from Takamagahara.

Fujiwara Izaya then became a true outsider.

As he sipped his tea, he observed the varying degrees of divine power emanating from the three priestesses.

The blue light surrounding Lady Hoshimi was a deep, pure blue, like looking down from the sky at the deepest sea. Her shrine maiden robes billowed like a flag, and strands of golden light danced through her black hair, stirring up powerful waves of divine energy.

A deep blue with a touch of gold.

This is a sign that you have reached the King level.

Fujiwara Rinya mentally compared her strength with that of the Tsuchimikado family head and found that the two were actually evenly matched.

How terrifying! On the surface, she's just a delicate and frail young lady, but behind the scenes, her strength is no less than that of Tsuchimikado, that burly man... Fujiwara Izaya looked at Mrs. Hoshimi's holy face and thought to himself that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive people.

The blue light emanating from Hoshimi Rinko on the left is slightly dimmer.

Roughly speaking, the view changed from overlooking the Pacific Ocean to overlooking the Sea of ​​Japan. It's still a pure blue, but it lacks a bit of depth and weight.

Kasahara Asuka on the right is much worse.

That blue light is the blue of the sky.

However, this is also related to her young age and short training time.

As her training time increases, she will definitely be able to gradually narrow the gap with Hoshimi Rinko, and may even surpass her in the end.

"Go for it, senior..." Fujiwara Izaya looked at Hoshimi Rinko, thinking to himself, "You've already lost so badly in love, if you lose in your training too, you'll be laughed to death by the little devil."

The senior student was immersed in meditation.

The divine power reflected a deep blue light on her face, making her look so beautiful it was breathtaking.

Like clouds slowly drifting across the sky, time is passing.

Fujiwara Izaya's clothes were blown by the wind, his hair was floating, and the teacup on the tea tray swayed slightly.

At that moment, a slight golden ripple spread from Mrs. Hoshimi's body, causing her hair to flutter. She slowly opened her eyes, and a golden light flashed through her pupils, like gold foil inlaid on a black gemstone being blown away by the wind.

"Ah, that feels so good!"

Under Fujiwara Izaya's gaze, Mrs. Hoshimi stretched comfortably.

With her arm pulling, the shrine maiden's outfit was wrinkled in several places, revealing a small and beautiful curve in her chest.

Hoshimi Rinko, on the left, slowly opened her eyes, took a deep breath with her nose as if smelling something, then picked up the teacup next to her and slowly drank some tea.

The elegance and beauty of that posture were simply breathtaking.

Asuka Kasahara, the last one, has remained silent for a long time.

The summer sun bathed the courtyard, where fragrant grasses swayed gently, and the air was filled with the scent of sea breeze and flowers. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting the shadows of pine trees onto the younger female student, who remained motionless for a long time.

Fujiwara Izaya sensed something was wrong and moved closer to observe her closely.

"Whoo~"

"Ha, hoo~"

An extremely faint snore came from the delicate tip of the junior's mouth and nose.

“…As expected of you.” Fujiwara Izaya laughed, a laugh born of exasperation.

"..." Mrs. Hoshimi covered her forehead, looking at the divine chains on Kasahara Asuka's body with a face full of black lines. They were set up to control the little shrine maiden and prevent her from moving around, but unexpectedly they became a support for her body, allowing her to lean against them to sleep.

Hoshimi Rinko held her teacup, pursed her lips, and her elegant gaze lingered on Kasahara Asuka's languid posture.

snort!

That's it?

Trash opponent!

Fujiwara Ryūya leaned close to his junior's ear and said loudly, "get out of class is over, time for lunch."

"Ha!" Kasahara Asuka opened her eyes instantly and instinctively tried to stand up, but as soon as she lifted her buttocks, Mrs. Hoshimi slapped her on the shoulder with a pointer, making her cry out in pain.

"senior!"

The little devil, with teary eyes, asked Fujiwara Izaya for help.

“I’ll hit you next time too!” Fujiwara Izaya tapped her head with his backhand.

"Bad guy! Bad guy! Bad guy!" Kasahara Asuka said three times in a row, her gaze sweeping over the three bad guys present.

After meditation, the body's divine power reserves are at their peak, so the next step is to release all the divine power and then meditate again to fill the empty body.

With each repeated in-and-out process, the divine power that can be stored in the body will be slightly more than the previous time.

"Keep casting the fireball spell until all your divine power is exhausted, without losing focus!" Mrs. Hoshimi maintained her kneeling position, her fingers gently forming a hand seal.

As the air rippled, a fist-sized, bluish-white fireball appeared in front of her. Then two more appeared, making a total of three fireballs floating lightly in the air, radiating a terrifying yet restrained heat.

A simple yet convenient move.

It didn't seem very powerful, but the energy it contained... Fujiwara Izaya felt the fluctuations and thought that if Mrs. Hoshimi were to unleash a fireball with all her might and explode it, the energy released would probably be equivalent to a W54 miniature nuclear bomb—all life within a 5-kilometer radius would be wiped out upon explosion, and buildings within 600 meters would be reduced to ruins.

If a peak King-level being is this terrifying, then wouldn't a Venerable-level being be able to destroy a small town with a single full-force attack?

In comparison, the fireball technique used by Hoshimi Rinko was far less powerful.

It's probably just a low-yield conventional missile.

As for Asuka Kasahara, she's even worse.

The power of a single rocket launcher.

It is evident that there is a vast chasm between each level, with those in higher positions almost completely dominating those in lower positions—except for Fujiwara Izaya.

A gentle breeze rustled the wind chimes and teru teru bozu (Japanese teru bozu dolls) on the eaves, and the entire dojo was illuminated by the three people's fireballs, turning it into a sea of ​​light, the dazzling brilliance overshadowing all other colors.

Of the three, Asuka Kasahara was the first to be defeated.

She was exhausted after less than half an hour, collapsing to the ground and panting heavily.

"Have some tea to hydrate." Fujiwara Rinya, acting as her caregiver, promptly brought her a cup of cool tea and used a towel to wipe the sweat from her forehead and neck.

"Ahhh-"

Kasahara Asuka cried out a few times, and Tong Kong lay listlessly on the ground.

After all her divine power was drained, exhaustion and emptiness weighed heavily on her body like rocks, and her delicate face was filled with resistance.

"Senior, I don't want to train anymore."

"No."

"I've never been this tired before, Asuka, don't want to!"

"It's because no one forced you before that you've become so lazy!" Fujiwara Rinya pulled her up from the floor, gently wiping her sweat with a towel on her back. "Look at my senior, she's still persevering. How come you're so pathetic, when you're also a genius shrine maiden?"

Kasahara Asuka puffed out her cheeks and glared angrily at Hoshimi Rinko.

In the sunlight and firelight, Hoshimi Rinko stood motionless, her cheeks glistening with fine beads of sweat. Her solemn demeanor harmonized with her delicate beauty, her glossy black hair tied back with a red ribbon. At first glance, she appeared incredibly gentle, yet she exuded an unwavering will from within.

The continuous release of divine power also left her feeling extremely exhausted.

The fine beads of sweat on her forehead gradually turned into tiny green bead-sized droplets, tracing down her pearly white cheeks. Even though her hands were trembling slightly, her posture remained unchanged; her back was still ramrod straight.

Monster… Kasahara Asuka’s eyes darted around, and then a sly smile appeared on her lips.