I have an unlimited number of shikigami

"Stop lying! You've slept in my bed countless nights, how could you not know where the changing room is? I think you and Fujiwara-kun are hiding something from me!"

"Come here, I'll tell you something in secret."

The two chairpersons jostled and pushed each other as they walked further and further away. Fujiwara Izaya turned around and watched, thinking how amazing it was that these two women with such different personalities could become best friends. Mrs. Kasahara was like a ray of sunshine, possessing a strong allure whether she was smiling or angry, while Mrs. Hoshimi was like a serene and otherworldly daffodil, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the world… Perhaps it was precisely because of the sunshine that the daffodil could bloom so delicately?

As he thought about it, Fujiwara Rinya pictured the two ladies being affectionate.

Great!

It would be even better if he could squeeze into the middle.

The crisp sound of footsteps crunching on leaves reached her ears, and Hoshimi Rinko's ears twitched slightly.

The girl opened her eyes amidst the holy divine power; her clear, watery eyes reflected the image of Fujiwara Izaya. The next second, she instinctively grabbed the bow and arrows beside her.

He drew his bow fully and turned to aim at him.

"The Arrow of Exorcism!"

The words were spoken, and the arrow was released.

Her pure and ethereal beauty, combined with her fluid and graceful movements, is extremely aesthetically pleasing.

Without giving Fujiwara Izaya any time to react, the arrow, imbued with a faint divine power, hurtled towards him with a sharp whistling sound.

call out!

boom!

A dazzling light flashed by, followed by plumes of scorching smoke rising from the ground.

The raging air currents swept across the area, rapidly expanding in all directions and startling a flock of birds. Tourists nearby were also frightened; after a brief moment of panic, they tried to see what was happening, but were immediately persuaded to leave the lakeside by shrine staff.

Fujiwara Izaya, who was at the center of the explosion, was not injured, but his head was buzzing from the blast.

It's just that we haven't played together in a long time, why start fighting the moment we meet... And a flat-chested shrine maiden who uses arrows, so endearing. Waaah, Mother, you'll definitely love this daughter-in-law who's just like you in both temperament and figure.

Hoshimi Rinko barely blinked, coldly staring at the dust in front of her.

A gust of air rushed towards her, causing her long black hair, tied with a red string, to flutter.

In a fleeting moment, she caught a glimpse of someone's silhouette, and with a slight lift of her slender white wrist, she formed a hand seal with one hand.

"Thunder and lightning, command me! So be it!"

The once clear sky was suddenly clouded over.

Streaks of blue lightning swirled and intertwined among the dark clouds, their oppressive power sending chills down one's spine.

"and many more!"

"Senior, it's not worth it..."

"You're still young, please don't go down the path of crime!"

Ignoring the howling from the dust, Hoshimi Rinko calmly pointed forward with one hand.

"Imminent!"

Three bolts of lightning, carrying terrifying pressure, shot out from the clouds and crashed directly down on Fujiwara Izaya's head.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Three violent explosions rang out one after another.

Fujiwara Izaya's pleas for mercy were instantly drowned out by the explosion. Dust flew everywhere, and grayish-white smoke enveloped the entire forest. Kasahara Asuka was awakened by the noise, rubbing her eyes as she looked at the object struck by lightning.

The ground was blasted into a charred crater by lightning.

Covered in dust and dirt, Fujiwara Izaya slowly climbed out of the pit, looking extremely disheveled.

"As expected, even if I become a god general, I'm still far behind you." Hoshimi Rinko looked at him calmly, her slender wrist, which seemed so delicate it could be broken with a single twist, gently resting back on her knee.

Her calm and elegant demeanor was as if she were another personality of hers who had just made her move.

"Senior, you just can't bring yourself to beat him up!" Kasahara Asuka yawned boredly, glancing at her senior whose clothes were all torn apart by the explosion. "Ordinary divine lightning definitely wouldn't kill that scumbag. Why don't you use blood to attract blood lightning? Blood lightning attracted by a divine general could even kill a demon king half to death..."

“There’s no need to treat him like that. We’re not enemies.” Hoshimi Rinko’s voice was clear and bright. Looking at Kasahara Asuka, she spoke in a reprimanding tone, “The Blood Lightning will damage your foundation. You must not use it lightly unless it is a matter of life and death. Remember this well, and never ruin your cultivation future for a moment of pleasure.”

Kasahara Asuka rolled her eyes in exasperation.

hateful!

Why is everyone like this!

Asuka really wants to grow up so she won't get scolded all the time.

"Senior, I don't think I've done anything wrong lately..." Fujiwara Izaya walked over with an innocent look on his face.

Hoshimi Rinko remained silent.

Seeing the dirt on his face, she felt it was rather unsightly, so she took out a handkerchief from her bosom and gave it to him. Throughout the whole process, her pretty face remained as if covered in ice and snow, revealing no emotion.

"You've become arrogant since you became a god general, haven't you..." Fujiwara Izaya muttered as he wiped his face.

Kasahara Asuka gave him a look that said, "Too bad I didn't kill you," then tilted her head and went back to sleep, feeling rather bored. The morning light shone on her face, making it sparkle.

In the quiet forest, the birds have returned.

They sing with flapping wings, and the sound of their wings vibrating can be heard.

The golden leaves fluttering in the air shimmered under the sunlight, creating a beautiful scene.

Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand.

A yellow and green goldfinch landed on his fingertip. He squatted on the grass, placed the tiny beak on Asuka Kasahara's nose, and called softly.

"Little guinea pig, wake up."

Kasahara Asuka opened her eyes, glared at him, and then closed them again.

"If you don't wake up soon, I'll let the little sparrow bite you," Fujiwara Izaya said.

The female student still ignored him.

Hoshimi Rinko watched them silently, a smile in her eyes.

"Hold this for me, senior." Fujiwara Izaya placed the goldfinch on his senior's lap, then lowered his head and pressed his cheek against his junior's lips. The junior's lips didn't move at all; moist, soft, small, and warm lips, a unique sensation of a young girl, a freshness and beauty that cannot be imagined without experiencing it.

Kasahara Asuka closed her eyes, clenched her fist, and smashed it into his head.

That was quite forceful.

"If you don't wake up, I'm going to kiss you," Fujiwara Izaya threatened.

"you dare!"

Kasahara Asuka's eyes widened instantly.

The junior student with flowing orange hair stared straight at him, like an angry orange cat. Her slightly raised fist, like an orange cat's raised paw, was ready to scratch any enemy who dared to provoke her. But after a few seconds, this adorable, noble-born, once carefree orange cat sighed and withdrew her paw.

"Let's make up, okay?" Fujiwara Izaya hugged her petite body.

"Da me!"

Kasahara Asuka refused without even thinking.

Leaning against her senior's chest, she felt incredibly comfortable, almost like lying on a beanbag chair. She nudged him a few times with her head before settling into a comfortable position. She was dressed casually, a stand-up collar shirt under a thin sweater, her full, vibrant chest as alluring as ever.

Hoshimi Rinko watched the two of them silently.

She wasn't envious or jealous.

She was just a little resentful, so she chased away the bird that Fujiwara Izaya had placed on her lap.

"Duang~"

The sound of bells came from the mountainside.

"The regular meeting is about to start," Hoshimi Rinko said calmly.

She was facing away from Fujiwara Izaya, her black hair tied back with a red ribbon, so elegant that it was impossible to look away. Perhaps noticing that Fujiwara Izaya's gaze was fixed on the red ribbon, she casually untied it and held it in her hand.

Her black hair was loose.

In the morning light, the senior student's aura reached an ethereal level, like a fairy maiden who had traveled from the Heian period. No matter which angle you looked at her from, she was radiant and delicate, as tender as an orchid soaked with dew.

"Duang~"

The tranquil and melodious bells rang once more.

The two young shrine maidens looked at Fujiwara Izaya. They were not yet qualified to attend the regular meeting, but Fujiwara Izaya was the acting chairman, and therefore qualified and obligated to attend.

however.

The acting chairman laughed like a child.

"Is there anything to eat?" he asked. "I came all the way from Tokyo this morning and haven't had breakfast yet. I'm starving. As the hostess, you can't just offer me something mediocre..."

"Snapped!"

Kasahara Asuka patted his face with her small, white hand.

Just like hitting a constantly nagging alarm clock early in the morning, she grumbled impatiently as she did so: "You're the most irresponsible person in the whole world, and you always say I'm lazy... You skipped a regular meeting and made up an excuse about being hungry. You clearly just wanted to have a romantic time with me and my senior here..."

As she chattered on and on, she suddenly burst into a cheerful laugh.

"Senior, Asuka wants fried chicken—"

Chapter 184. Could it be?

The young priest of Hachiman Shrine brought out an unusually lavish breakfast, naturally excluding junk food like fried chicken.

Large, fresh shrimp and scallops, tuna belly from Omacho, abalone from Inzu, and beef steak from Kobe. The main course was beef rice with black sauce, dessert was blueberry ice cream and toasted French rolls, and the drink was a low-alcohol sparkling wine.

Everything was laid out on the tablecloth, filling it to the brim, resembling a small banquet.

"Let's eat quickly, we're starving," Fujiwara Izaya said, his stomach rumbling.

Having just finished her training, Hoshimi Rinko was also a little hungry, and quickly began peeling shrimp. Her movements were light and elegant, but her speed was a bit slow. By the time Fujiwara Izaya had finished peeling one, she had only peeled half of it.

"Here you go." Fujiwara Izaya held the peeled shrimp to her lips.