I have an unlimited number of shikigami

"Come to the restaurant on the third floor."

Kawashima Miki hung up the phone in the guest room and walked out of the room.

"Mi-ki, let's go." Yukino Riho reached out, intending to take her arm.

"I have something to do." Kawashima Miki gently hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Kuriko is here, I'm going to see her."

Yukino Riho squinted her eyes: "Are you alright?"

“Of course it’s alright,” Kawashima Miki said.

The two ladies embraced in the corridor for a long time. If Fujiwara Izaya had seen them, he would surely have been moved to tears. The perfect and harmonious harem relationship he dreamed of had to begin with Mrs. Miki and Mrs. Riho.

They parted ways at the end of the corridor, with Kawashima Miki heading to the third floor alone.

The weather at sea started to turn bad in the afternoon, and now, the sea wind is blowing in with torrential rain, occasionally whipping up huge waves several meters high.

Fortunately, the cruise ship is very large, so we haven't felt any turbulence or rocking yet.

However, being in the vast ocean, the unknown storms seem likely to intensify and eventually swallow this magnificent sea palace.

The restaurant/bar is on the third floor.

There were only a handful of tables occupied, and Xia Xili sat alone on a high stool in front of the bar, silently drinking her wine.

She was wearing a shimmering black leather jacket and tall boots.

Her hair was soaked by the rain, and a few wet strands clung to her forehead.

Compared to before, she now has a much sharper aura, and you wouldn't guess she's a super-rich woman.

She relaxed her expression and body with remarkable ease, blending completely into the murky ambiance of the bar. Elbows rested on the counter, her hand propped up her cheek as she listened to the music, sipping her cocktails and occasionally glancing towards the entrance.

“Chestnut.” Kawashima Miki stepped forward.

Xia Xili glanced at her sideways.

Her makeup, lightly applied, was superb; her fair and sweet face had a delicate blush on her cheeks, and her lipstick was a trendy color. A light brown shawl draped over her purple long-sleeved dress, both expensive and elegant; her long, glossy black hair cascaded down, making her appear from afar like a serene purple lily, quietly blooming in the night…

“It suits you very well.” Xia Xili smiled.

Kawashima Miki nodded silently, speechless for a moment.

“Hey, Mei-ji, you’re so much prettier than you were in August, and you’re becoming more and more feminine.”

“It’s more like I’m getting older.” Kawashima Miki sat on the high stool next to her.

A faint scent of perfume wafted over, and Xia Xili took a whiff, saying with delight, "It smells so good! Why don't you consider getting a divorce and stick with me from now on?"

Kawashima Miki rolled her eyes at her: "Why don't you stop liking Rinya and start liking me instead?"

"No problem!" Xia Xili beamed, immediately hugging Kawashima Meiji's arm tightly. "Sister Meiji, how about you give me a check-up tonight?"

My familiar aunt is back.

Kawashima Miki felt relieved and smiled slightly.

The next second, her lips stiffened again.

Because Xia Xili's ear was pressed against her lower abdomen, she listened curiously to the sound: "Are you pregnant?"

"What's the rush..." Kawashima Miki pushed her away, both amused and exasperated, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Even if there was a pregnancy, it's only been a little over a month. How could you possibly tell?"

Xia Xili smiled happily.

The two chatted for a bit, drank some cocktails with mimosa added, and were then led to the dining table.

A quiet corner by the window, a pretty good spot.

The head chef personally came over to greet them and exchanged pleasantries with the two ladies.

"Is this beautiful lady Miss Li's distinguished guest?" the head chef asked the biggest boss of his group.

"What do you think her identity is?" Xia Xili asked playfully.

"Judging from her demeanor, she seems like the daughter of a wealthy family from a large corporation. I'm not sure, but that's roughly the feeling," the head chef said.

Kawashima Miki maintained her elegant smile.

Since she started following Fujiwara Izaya, she has only shown her charming and alluring side to him; others can only see her capable and stern or elegant and dignified side.

“She’s my best friend,” Xia Xili said proudly. “You’ll be shocked when I tell you, she’s a monster!”

"Really?" The chef looked incredulous.

Looking at Kawashima Miki, he found it hard to imagine that such a beauty could be a monster.

Kawashima Miki glanced helplessly at Xia Xili.

Xia Xili chuckled and said, "Alright, she's a shrine maiden."

The head chef looked at Kawashima Miki with an expression of admiration: "You must be a powerful and kind shrine maiden."

"Time to order!" Kawashima Miki smiled gently.

Her smile was absolutely perfect.

Her lips parted slightly, revealing charming dimples at the corners of her mouth, instantly giving her a full-on shrine maiden aura.

The chef smiled and clasped his hands together in front of his chest: "I will do my best to prepare a delicious dinner for you two."

The two ladies were studying the menu.

"Have you made a decision?" Xia Xili asked.

"That's about it," Kawashima Miki replied. "Scallop soup, onion salad, Bordeaux wine, Iwate Prefecture veal brains, what about you?"

"Vegetable platter, paper-wrapped grilled manta ray whale with corn porridge."

"Shall we switch food?"

"Of course, that's what I'm thinking. Also, add an extra serving of raw oysters to the cold appetizer."

"I love raw oysters the most!" Kawashima Miki said happily.

When Fujiwara Izaya first visited the Empress, she personally fed him raw oysters. The resentment and unwillingness he felt then now, when savored carefully, are full of shyness and sweetness.

After ordering, close the menu.

The head chef went back to the kitchen, and a waiter came over and poured wine into their glasses.

Cheers!

The wine glasses clinked gently, producing a sound like the tolling of bells from heaven.

The taste of wine is elegant and delicate.

Xia Xili took a small sip of her wine: "This is so nice... I grew up in the Hidden Town and never had the habit of eating out. From the time I was old enough to understand, I would just obediently eat whatever my family brought me. Whether it was unpalatable, small in portion, or even something I hated, I would never complain. Even now, to be honest, I still don't care about anything."

"Fujiwara said you were very well-behaved and cute when you were little," Kawashima Miki said.

“It’s a big family, so the upbringing must be both good and strict…” Xia Xili stroked the rim of her wine glass with her fingers, thought for a moment, and said, “After leaving the hidden town, I went to Tokyo for high school. Under the guidance of my family, I began to learn dining etiquette, knowledge about drinks, and the proper use of knives, forks, and spoons. I also learned how to choose clothes, how to wear jewelry, and how to do makeup. Even when I was still a high school student, I had already mastered these social skills.”

"All I did in high school was play in the sand at the beach." Kawashima Miki kissed the rim of the glass with her beautifully shaped lips.

Xia Xili asked curiously, "Have you ever had a boyfriend before? I mean, someone you dated or wanted to date when you were in school?"

"No."

Not a single one?

“Not a single one,” Kawashima Miki answered firmly. “To be honest, even when I used to rely on body language to seduce high-ranking officials and dignitaries, I never let anyone touch my body.”

As the conversation continued, the meal was slowly served.

Xia Xili tilted her head slightly and forked a raw oyster from the cold dish into her mouth: "How did I end up falling for Rinya's tricks?"

Kawashima Miki's face fell: "Of all the people I've met, he's the only one who pretended not to know I was faking it, and dared to lay a hand on me..."

"Haha, the hunter disguised as prey encountered a stronger hunter, serves you right for suffering a loss." Xia Xili couldn't stop laughing. "But Lin Ye is a scoundrel by nature, so your defeat isn't entirely unjust. I used to think he was so cute when I was little, likable looks, good personality, sweet voice, and many other endearing qualities..."

The waiter brought the soup over.

The conversation was briefly interrupted, but resumed after the waiter left.

“Only after I grew up did I realize how truly despicable that guy was,” Xia Xili continued. “He was stingy by nature, and when he couldn’t outmaneuver me, he was too ashamed to face me. He wasn’t a very good liar either. He could tolerate Cun Zhi’s challenge, but the problem was that he was too tolerant. At least he should have put up a little resistance, preferably by slapping me in the face with a big stick…”

A waiter nearby looked over with a strange expression.

"Chestnut!" Kawashima Miki gestured for her to shut up immediately.

Xia Xili obediently covered her lips with her hand.

Her nails were coated with clear nail polish, resembling slippery jelly, and looked very tempting to lick.

Kawashima Miki reached out and gently grasped her other hand on the table: "You and I trust each other. Right?"

Xia Xili nodded simply but without reservation: "I like Meiji the most!"

“We love the same person, and we’re willing to do anything for him,” Kawashima Miki said. “Between you and me, we’re people who would give our lives for each other… So can you tell me?”

Xia Xili smiled slightly, then exhaled and said, "Tiangou are born to soar freely in the sky."

Under the night lights, her expression was complex, a mixture of pride and a touch of obsession.

Kawashima Miki stared at her, speechless.

What exactly is this person saying?

Raindrops swept across the sea, pounding against the glass windows.

The air was sticky and humid, making one feel as if the world was racing towards its doom.

“I want him to stand tall, displaying his majesty to the world, and freely denouncing all things that stir within the earth.” Xia Xili whispered, looking at Kawashima Miki, as if seeking approval, “His life should be one of soaring freely through the skies, not having his wings bound by human rules. Isn’t that right?”

Kawashima Miki's throat was a little dry.

She furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, placed her hands on the table, and clasped her fingers tightly together.

Without a doubt.

As a wife, she would yearn for the Fujiwara Izaya that Natsuki Rinya spoke of.

Xia Xili lightly tapped the thin rim of the wine glass with her fingernail: "The education he received from childhood was all about how to be an upright and kind person. I'm not saying that's bad, but it makes him too restrictive. In his career, after more than a year in Tokyo, he still hasn't become the Demon King, and the Asakusa Shrine is only just starting out. In his love life, he's dragging things out with Rinko, and he's caught in a dilemma between the Kasahara sisters..."

Kawashima Miki remained silent.

She tried to force a smile, but couldn't.