I have an unlimited number of shikigami

As they fought, the two little witches' attention was drawn to him. The boy's vibrant skin made them gather all their strength to create countless droplets that bounced the water away, the water lines sparkling under the starlight.

Kasahara Asuka was the first to stop, poked his chest with her fingertip, and said, "Senpai's body is amazing!"

Seeing that the two had vented their anger, Fujiwara Ryaya spat out the melon rind and retorted, "It's not like you've never eaten melon before."

"Mmm, Asuka loves senpai's body the most." Kasahara Asuka smiled and hugged him tightly. Her hair and the collar of her clothes smelled of citrus.

How soft and warm a young girl's body is!

Even through the thin fabric, Fujiwara Izaya could clearly feel the softness of her chest, a vibrant body.

"Ahem!" Hoshimi Rinko coughed.

"Oh dear, I couldn't help myself..." Kasahara Asuka hurriedly dodged away, revealing a cute smile to hide her feelings, then looked at Hoshimi Rinko with a teasing look in her eyes, "Senpai, do you want a hug?"

“I’m not that shameless.” Hoshimi Rin rubbed her temples, looking exasperated.

Kasahara Asuka muttered under her breath, "No wonder you're a loser..."

"what?"

"Ah, I must say, senior's character is truly elegant. No wonder everyone praises her as a young lady."

“That’s right.” Hoshimi Rinko straightened her back proudly.

Look at her proud and beautiful appearance, like a gardenia in early spring; it makes her even more adorable.

"Ah, it's a pity that neither of us can compare to a mature woman..." Kasahara Asuka gave a lonely smile, her gaze shifting to the distance. The sky was vast and empty, with a crescent moon peeking out from between the clouds. The moon faintly shone with a bluish-white light, resembling the silhouette of a huge island lying in the distance of the night sea.

Hey Hey hey!

The strongest little devil junior on Earth, don't give up!

“I don’t think I’m any worse than them,” Hoshimi Rinko said confidently.

The night grew deeper, and the chill became more pronounced, with an autumnal wind blowing past her. As the wind blew by, she looked at Fujiwara Izaya, gave a slight smile, and said nothing.

"But Asuka is so angry!" Kasahara Asuka looked up at the night sky, seemingly lost in thought.

The crescent moon, faintly tinged with a rosy hue, instantly blended into the wispy clouds, becoming indistinguishable from them. Higher and farther away, in the Milky Way, flashes of pink, yellow, and red light shimmered.

"What are you two thinking?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.

The two girls asked in unison, "And you?"

"Me? I know very well..." Fujiwara Izaya was a little guilty, but still said with the courage to go all out, "I will not give up on any of you without going against your will."

"Disgusting!" Asuka Kasahara puffed out her chest and emphasized loudly.

Starlight shone on her swaying orange hair, revealing her delicate, soft ears. Fujiwara Rin pretended not to hear her words. He didn't object to calling a scumbag disgusting, as long as she didn't really want to die with him, everything was fine.

"Being entangled with a jerk like this takes a lot of time to think about, and it gets more and more tiring and chaotic. Then you start to feel resentful and disgusted... until finally you give up and yell, 'Get lost, you jerk!' Hmm, Asuka thinks this kind of ending is pretty good."

At this point, Asuka Kasahara suddenly raised her hands, a powerful smile spreading across her face.

Seeing her refreshed and radiant appearance, Fujiwara Izaya seemed to have a sudden realization—the process she described was something he would inevitably experience someday. He would struggle to the end, just as she had said, and then accept the separation with equanimity.

"Hmm, you're right..." he said somewhat uncertainly.

"Really?!"

Kasahara Asuka replied with a half-joking tone.

It was as if they were mocking him, and the gaze in their brown eyes was very frivolous.

Therefore, Fujiwara Rin didn't try to be clever, but replied just as seriously, "Since you've said that, do you think I can tie you down just because you're difficult to manage..."

"Shh!"

Asuka Kasahara interrupted.

She leaned closer, wrapped her hands around his back, and drew circles behind him like a ribbon in motion.

"Please take some responsibility, senior." Although the girl smiled, her tone was completely different from her previous frivolousness. "You're done playing around and don't want to care anymore? That's pure scum. Senior, you can't be that completely rotten, can you..."

The warm breath touched him at close range, and Fujiwara Izaya felt a little embarrassed to be scolded by a girl younger than him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

"No need to apologize." Kasahara Asuka patted his shoulder magnanimously, a super wicked smile appearing on her lips. "However many times you cheat, I'll cheat just as many times."

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya's face stiffened.

Then, his expression became more serious than ever before.

"In that case, I'll chain it up!"

"Hmm, really—" Kasahara Asuka seemed satisfied with his reaction, pulling and tugging at his hair with her little hands. "It's really a headache. It's troublesome, difficult, and troublesome. How about I chain you up at home for now, and just be Asuka's little dog?"

As she said this, she bent over slightly and clenched her small fists.

The tiny cat-like fists landed one after another on Fujiwara Izaya's lower abdomen.

"It hurts..." Fujiwara Izaya frowned and begged for mercy.

It doesn't hurt at all.

Not only did it not hurt, but the junior's thoughts were also conveyed to her heart through her fist—she wanted to play a little longer, and as for whether she could play forever, it depended on whether the senior had the ability to keep her in check.

"Where's my senior?" Fujiwara Izaya asked Hoshimi Rinko.

Rinko Hoshimi sighed softly.

“I suppose I wouldn’t refuse a moment of romance if you were a little forceful in kissing and hugging me.” She looked up at the glittering Milky Way, “but it’s hard for me to share my love for a lifetime.”

"That's why I haven't kissed or hugged you."

"He's not so bad that he's beyond redemption."

"Actually, he's so scumbag he's beyond redemption."

"It's okay, I didn't have high expectations to begin with anyway."

"I didn't have any expectations either."

"lie."

"Okay, I also have high hopes for my senior."

"Just be honest." Hoshimi Rinko reached out and took his hand in the darkness.

Like a strong and resilient ivy that suddenly sprouts, sometimes tough and powerful, sometimes soft and gentle. The moment their hands are clasped, their blood and body temperature merge together.

"Keep it up." She stood up and walked back into the cabin. "You've been hiding this from me from the beginning. Only when I see the whole picture of you can I make a more accurate judgment."

Fujiwara Izaya watched her leave.

Under the starlight, she wore a plain summer dress, and the back of her neck was as conspicuous and eye-catching as a relief.

"Ah—" Kasahara Asuka stretched and stood up, rubbing her eyes as she said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep. Also, Asuka is still angry with senpai, so don't talk to me until I'm over it."

"Yes, ma'am! Hey... the key!"

Kasahara Asuka turned around, holding two keys in her hand.

"Hehe~" she chuckled triumphantly and tossed it with force.

The key disappeared into the dark sea.

Fujiwara Izaya's face immediately darkened.

He wanted to rush up to her right now, pin her down on his knees, and give her a good spanking.

With only one person left, the sound of the waves became clearer. Fujiwara Izaya looked up at the starry sky where the two girls had been gazing.

The stars that humans see actually come from the distant past.

It took countless years and countless arduous journeys for such a dazzling light to reach people's eyes.

Fujiwara Izaya has always been an optimistic little monster.

No matter what troubles him, as long as he looks up, he can find the motivation to move forward in the light of the sky—even the light emitted by lifeless stars can travel for thousands or tens of thousands of years, so how could he, a dignified mountain god, stop moving forward!

In the darkness, I could hear the soft sound of slippers stepping on the floor.

Against the backdrop of a dim, orange light streaming through the doorway, a delicate moan surfaced. The instant Fujiwara Izaya looked over, the image of his future first wife flashed through his mind. Standing at the cabin door was Kawashima Miki, dressed in a pale red nightgown; her round face, soft shoulder lines, and delicate posture were simply perfect for the role of first wife!

"How did you get here?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.

"Let's see what you did to those two girls." Kawashima Miki laughed heartily, probably because she saw him handcuffed.

"How did you know?" Fujiwara Izaya asked in astonishment.

"You're so clueless!" Kawashima Miki grinned, revealing her gleaming teeth. "This yacht isn't that big; it wasn't difficult to search around. I listened for a long time from behind. Seeing you all alone in your handcuffs is quite amusing."

“This little difficulty can’t stop me!” Fujiwara Rinya broke free and said, his steps firm as he approached the delicate pale red.

"Looks like I worried for nothing." Kawashima Miki turned around, and the pale red dress gradually disappeared from sight.

"I have a lot to tell you."

"Ah, okay, come with me."

Fujiwara Izaya strode forward, swept her up in his arms, and carried her into the room. The stunningly beautiful enchantress nestled obediently in his arms, and he jokingly said, "It's incredible! You're clearly an enchantress, but with just this gentleness, any man would be captivated by you!"

"Don't confuse the two identities!" Kawashima Miki, who felt happy and sweet inside, said with a sheepish expression, "Gentleness can only be given to the one you love. You must always keep an appropriate distance from others. This is a belief that I have always adhered to."

“I like it.” Fujiwara Izaya placed her on the bed and gently kissed her soft red lips. “Whether it’s Kawashima Miki or Jorogumo, I like them both.”

"What do you mean by 'Jorōbō'? That's creepy!" Kawashima Miki twisted his ear, her eyes filled with anger. "If you want to find a spider spirit, there are plenty of haunted houses. Those houses are damp, mushrooms grow on the floors, and they're covered in cobwebs, with humans sleeping soundly inside... I'm not that kind of woman from ghost stories!"

"Yes, yes, you're a shrine maiden, the wife of the mountain god!" Fujiwara Izaya smiled and lowered his head, looking at her red lips. "We can't take the final step now, so how about we continue with our mouths?"

Kawashima Miki slapped his head so hard it tilted to the side.

"Then use your legs?"

"No! Save my energy for the Mountain God Festival!"

"I have plenty of energy!"

"Don't let your legs go weak then." Kawashima Miki chuckled softly, her soft tongue gently licking her lower lip. "I'm a Jorogumo, you know. Be careful I don't suck you dry and leave you with not a drop."

"We'll see!" Fujiwara Izaya hugged her and rolled into the bed.

On the undulating sea, the yacht drifts silently, its destination unknown... The fragrance of the waves, the brilliance of the Milky Way, and the promise of a better world after the new sun rises.