I have an unlimited number of shikigami

"It's all dirty!"

As she spoke, Kawashima Miki stomped her foot.

Whether she was genuinely angry or feigning it, she turned and walked back into her palace.

Fujiwara Izaya followed.

"Don't follow me," Kawashima Miki said coldly.

"Then where should I go?"

Fujiwara Izaya asked innocently.

"Of course I'll go to your Yukino-san, do I have to teach you?" Kawashima Miki walked to the other end of the corridor.

"Shall I go now?" Fujiwara Izaya asked tentatively.

Kawashima Miki snorted.

Without turning her head, she walked forward, heading towards her room.

They were fine just now, but now they're arguing again. Women's minds are really hard to fathom... Fujiwara Izaya stood there until her figure disappeared around the corner before turning around and walking towards Aunt Kiyoshi.

Under the moonlight in the courtyard, Natsuki Riki and Yukino Riho were talking.

"Izaya's parents have both gone to Takamagahara, and now he's the one who makes all the decisions, big and small, in this family."

“…Oh dear, how could you do this! Fujiwara-kun still has to go to school, how could you leave everything to him?” Yukino Riho said with a serious expression, as if she were talking about something very important: “What if it interferes with his studies?”

"..." Xia Xili was speechless for a moment.

"Auntie Chestnut, could you please take on more of his burden?"

"...He has plenty of women to share the burden, he doesn't need me!"

"But you're his family! How can you just abandon him like this!" Yukino Riho pouted, slightly angry.

"How can I put it... You're such a simple-minded female demon. Xiao Lin has struck gold again..." Xia Xili sighed, both amused and exasperated. She heard footsteps beside her and turned her head to look.

It is Fujiwara Izaya.

Xia Xili glared at him again, almost gritting her teeth as she said, "If it weren't for the fact that we've lived together since childhood, I would have stabbed you to death by now."

"Auntie is all talk and no action." Fujiwara Izaya chuckled and looked at Yukino Riho.

Yukino Riho stood upright, chest out and back straight, her white dress perfectly tailored, looking very dignified and beautiful. She was already tall, and her long, silver-white hair framed a slender figure, making her look like an older sister.

Fujiwara Izaya stared at her for a moment.

"Where to next?" Yukino Riho blinked, her soft, frost-covered eyelashes swaying heavily like snow-laden pine branches. The scene was desolate and sorrowful, so beautiful it seemed unreal.

"Go back to your room, take a shower, and then go to sleep." Fujiwara Izaya took her cold little hand.

He took two steps forward, then turned back to warn Xia Xili: "Don't eavesdrop outside my room tonight."

"Hehehe~" Xia Xili stuck her tongue out at him.

hateful!

Xiao Lin has grown up; he even dares to warn his aunt now!

He'll pay for this tenfold someday!

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Did Aunt Qing ask you anything?

"No, they just gave me some instructions for tomorrow."

"You weren't scared, were you?"

"...It's alright. Aunt Qing is very gentle."

"We're here. This is the room." Fujiwara Izaya opened the door and led her inside. "The maid has already prepared the hot spring water. I'll take you to bathe. Your clothes are ready too..."

"Don't come in!" Yukino Riho turned around and pushed him away.

"I need to take a shower too, I'm all sweaty." Fujiwara Izaya fully displayed his shameless male talent and dragged him to the bath.

The color of the bath tiles complements the emerald green water, and the perfume smells like the fragrance of flowers.

Seeing that he insisted on coming in, Yukino Riho didn't chase him away. She simply turned her back to him and unbuttoned the sleeves of her white dress. Her eyelids were slightly lowered, her gaze gentle and clear, and against the backdrop of the white dress, she appeared even more stunning.

Fujiwara Izaya entered the pool first, then turned and lay down on the bank to watch her.

In the dim, rising steam, Yukino Riho's fingers moved downwards, gently landing on her sash. With a light flick of her slender fingers, the sash binding her waist loosened, falling gracefully to the ground on either side. The pristine white fabric that had been restrained then swayed to the sides, revealing her fair skin beneath. Then, she untied the jade hairpin from her long, silver-white hair.

A silver waterfall cascades down, draping over your back—a breathtaking sight.

Fujiwara Izaya held his breath, afraid of missing any of the most exciting parts.

Yukino Riho chuckled softly, gathered her hair behind her head with both hands, and deftly twisted her wrists to tie her long hair into a bun.

The simple act of most women not wanting to wet their hair before showering exudes an unparalleled charm.

Her unhurried and methodical movements made Fujiwara Izaya's heart itch with desire.

After awakening her Snow Woman physique, she was no longer as aloof and radiant as she had been a few hours earlier. Instead, she possessed a cool demeanor tinged with a natural allure that was growing stronger. As if she had learned how to seduce, she turned to face Fujiwara Izaya, her bra revealing a distinct curve. Her ample breasts, combined with her perfectly proportioned body, created an almost perfect silhouette.

“Oh, right,” Fujiwara Izaya suddenly remembered something, “Let’s turn back into human form, or we’ll be frozen inside.”

Yukino Riho paused in her movements.

She, who had been calm and collected, started to panic.

After transforming into a Yuki-onna (snow woman), she could overcome her shyness thanks to the Yuki-onna's special constitution. However, when she turned back into Yukino Riho... she was just that silly woman with no special physical characteristics...

"Hurry up!" Fujiwara Izaya urged.

The hair gradually turned black.

As Yukino Riho reverted to her foolish self, a blush rose on her cheeks, and her white teeth gleamed as she bit her lower lip.

Her expression was shy, her eyes dreamy; she was completely blinded by love. Her pristine white dress, like that of a peerless beauty, cascaded down from her waist without any hindrance, revealing her exquisitely fair and delicate body.

Before Fujiwara Izaya could even get a proper look, Yukino Riho lowered her head and plunged into the bath. Her delicate shoulders, exposed above the water, and the clear, bright color of her black hair—it was a breathtakingly beautiful scene, both noble and melancholic.

"Look." Fujiwara Izaya hugged her from behind and pointed out the window.

Looking up, Yukino Riho could see the deep night sky and the August cherry blossoms blooming under the pale blue night sky.

"I've never seen cherry blossoms like this in August," she murmured.

The moon hangs in the night sky, and cherry blossom petals drift down from the sky.

Just as Yukino Riho was about to reach out to catch the petal, more petals fell in an instant, and the night sky, mountains, and earth became one, as if the world was dyed a cherry blossom red.

In the dim candlelight, Yukino Riho chased after the petals with her snow-white hands, like a butterfly fluttering in the dark night, alluring and beautiful.

“It’s autumn.” Fujiwara Izaya felt the autumnal atmosphere in the wind.

"Really, the autumn wind is blowing. What are you thinking about now that autumn is here?"

"I want to die with a young girl."

"A double suicide? Is this the mountain god's autumn loneliness?"

"Ahem! Listen carefully. A cough means you're alone!"

What did you say?

Fujiwara Izaya laughed: "This is the shortest haiku ever."

"You always tell me jokes to make me laugh." Yukino Riho turned around and patted him on the shoulder.

Fujiwara Izaya scratched her back with his fingernails.

"Ah! Stop tickling me!" She instinctively tried to get up and get away, but she couldn't.

"Does it hurt or itch?"

"This is giving me goosebumps, it's so weird!"

"I'll scratch it lightly, it won't hurt."

"No."

“Then bite with your teeth.” Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head.

"..."

Yukino Riho stopped moving.

Feeling the warmth of his lips, her eyes sparkled, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she pursed her lips to hide her smile.

After a while, Fujiwara Izaya looked up and heard her continue talking about autumn.

"It's only early August, and people in Tokyo are already saying it's autumn. They clearly haven't seen true autumn in Hokkaido. After autumn arrives, Hokkaido gets very cold..." Perhaps the romantic cherry blossoms soothed her shy feelings, and Yukino Riho's voice became somewhat charming. It was a tone that mimicked that of a city woman in love.

Fujiwara Izaya rested his chin on her shoulder.

The moonlight filtered through the petals and fell on her other shoulder, like silver.

“There’s a river near my home…” Yukino Riho leaned against him, gazing at the moon above. “Every autumn, red and yellow leaves fill the riverbed… It’s such a beautiful sight.”

"There must be fish in the river."

Why are you so sure?

You once said that there are fish in every body of water.

"You still remember this?"

“I remember every word Xiaoxue said.”

"Xiaoxue?"

"pet name."

"..."

Yukino Riho shyly shrank her shoulders.

After transforming back into a human, her hair became glossy black, and when wet, it carried the scent of spring water, which made Fujiwara Izaya feel an innate and alluring charm emanating from her.

How come I only noticed her stupidity before... Fujiwara Izaya seriously reflected on his mistakes, then turned his head forward and kissed her soft lips, kissing them gently and carefully.

Yukino Riho's long eyelashes trembled incessantly, her eyes half-closed, like a little quail cowering in its nest. Slowly, the aloofness on her face crumbled, replaced by a shy and timid demeanor like that of a young woman. After a long while, she was finally released, and a sweet weariness filled her eyes as she looked at Fujiwara Izaya.