I have an unlimited number of shikigami

A flash of light, blood spurted out, and life was visibly slipping away from them. Fujiwara Izaya looked around and, amidst the blood, spotted a wisp of orange hair sticking out.

He squatted down and opened the freezer door.

The girl, clutching a baguette, was curled up in a ball, her eyelashes and hair covered in a fine layer of frost, and her face was so pale it looked like a ghost.

Fujiwara Izaya carried her out.

He touched her nose and heart, and thankfully, her heartbeat and breathing were fine.

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I recommend a book by an established author.

Invaders of the Witch World

He cultivated immortality and ascended to heaven, only to be transported to a world of witches.

In the blink of an eye, you find yourself at odds with the world.

Because all the prophets prophesied that he was the invader.

Chapter 199. The sisters' reconciliation still depends on Fujiwara Izaya...

"Sorry I'm late..."

Visibility was poor in the darkness, and Kasahara Asuka didn't immediately understand her current situation.

It wasn't until her senior's hand gently cupped her cheek, and she felt the warmth of the fireplace, that she roughly realized what had happened.

“It’s alright…” Fujiwara Izaya rubbed her cheeks.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and the girl's stiff body softened as she slowly opened her eyes.

Fujiwara Izaya used his demonic power to warm her body and said, "Luckily, I have good hearing, so I could hear what was going on from far away."

Kasahara Asuka paused for a moment, then spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "I need to go find my sister and mother..."

"Okay, I'll take you there now..." As he spoke, the sounds of fighting continued to come from within. Fujiwara Izaya picked her up and stood up. "Hey, don't move, I'll carry you over..."

Kasahara Asuka had originally planned to get off and walk by herself, but after hearing what he said, she stopped moving.

Finally relaxing, she leaned close to Fujiwara Izaya and took a bite of the baguette in her hand.

It was hard, but delicious.

As Asuka Kasahara walked out of the kitchen, she saw a beautiful spider girl holding up a huge spider web, blocking all the demons in the middle of the passage.

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"Mi-ki, let's go." Fujiwara Izaya greeted them.

Kawashima Miki turned around and glanced at the slightly weak-looking girl.

She didn't say anything, but quickly walked over to Fujiwara Izaya on her eight legs and knelt down in front of him.

Fujiwara Izaya's eyes widened in surprise.

"The passage ahead is blocked; we have to go out from the outside," Kawashima Miki replied calmly.

How do I get outside?

Of course, I'd ride her.

"I absolutely love Miss Meiji!"

Fujiwara Izaya hugged Kasahara Asuka and excitedly jumped onto her back.

He pulled his legs together, tightly clamping them around her side, which was furry, soft, and warm.

In the past, let alone letting him ride her, even if she transformed into a Jorogumo in front of him, Mrs. Meiji would have vehemently disagreed. But now, in this troublesome situation, she could readily and willingly let him ride her, which was one of Mrs. Meiji's many endearing qualities.

Kawashima Miki turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow: "You're hugging a beautiful girl and saying you love me?"

"Don't be jealous at times like this," Fujiwara Izaya chuckled.

Kawashima Miki stood motionless in the passageway with a cold expression.

Kasahara Asuka blinked.

The spider web behind them was about to break; if they didn't leave soon, they would be overwhelmed by the ghosts.

Fujiwara Izaya could only say again, "I absolutely adore Mrs. Miki!"

Kawashima Miki then gave a haughty hum.

With a single thrust of her eight legs, she crashed through the window while carrying two people on her back and fell into the sea.

Amidst the wind and rain, the sea was turbulent.

Fujiwara Izaya completely covered Kasahara Asuka with his body to prevent her from getting wet from the rain and waves.

The three fishing boats right next to the cruise ship continued firing, the breathtaking gunfire echoing incessantly, the sounds of bullets and rockets shaking the entire area.

Kasahara Asuka gritted her teeth.

Only now did she realize that the cruise ship had become a battlefield.

As she plummeted, Kawashima Miki flicked her hand back.

A spider silk shot out and wrapped around the railing of the upper deck, then she pulled it back.

After a few breaths, the three of them stood on the deck where the banquet hall was located.

The brightly lit banquet hall was somewhat chaotic, but the fighting hadn't reached it yet. The guests had all evacuated to safety, and now a group of fully armed Section 9 agents remained inside.

Kasahara Fukari, who looked anxious, took a deep breath the moment she saw her younger sister.

Fujiwara Izaya handed the girl over to her, and then walked around the banquet hall.

He found a coffee pot still containing warm coffee, some cake, and a coat left behind by some lady. Carrying these items, he went to the Kasahara sisters, who were embracing each other.

Gunshots, voices, and the sounds of wind and rain never ceased.

The power supply to the crystal chandelier overhead was also affected, causing it to flicker intermittently.

"...I had just woken up when the ship was in chaos, and I had no idea what was happening. I hadn't eaten all day and was starving... so I went out to find something to eat. In the passageway, I was stopped by a group of ghosts from the Underworld... I hadn't taken anything with me when I went out, intending to fight them hand-to-hand, but just then my sister's men appeared and led me to break through through another route... There were more and more ghosts along the way, and when we finally hid in a kitchen, we encountered two more ghosts... I was stuffed into a freezer; it was so cold and dark..."

The younger sister nestled obediently in her older sister's arms, whispering about what had just happened.

Fujiwara Izaya squatted down, draped his coat over her shoulders, and then poured her a cup of coffee.

Kasahara Fukari, who was holding her younger sister, reached out one hand to take the coffee, looking at him with a solemn yet gentle gaze: "Thank you..."

On a chilly, rainy autumn night, the aroma of warm coffee is irresistible. If you disregard the dangers outside, this scene is quite cozy, making you want to take a nap here.

Kawashima Miki, who had regained her human form, also came over, and the group rested there for a while.

Kasahara Fukaeri held the coffee cup and fed her younger sister a few sips.

The girl's originally cold hands and cheeks gradually warmed up.

The hard baguette was tossed aside, and she devoured the rich, creamy cake. Kasahara Asuka's complexion regained its rosy hue. She wrapped her arms around her sister's neck and gently rubbed her cheek against her sister's side: "Where's Mom?"

“Mom is in the uppermost cabin. I’ve already told her you’re safe…” Kasahara Eri said, gently pursing her lips and patting her younger sister’s back. “Don’t be so reckless in the future. When you encounter danger, the first thing to do is ensure your own safety. Only after that can you continue. How could you run around like that? What if Fujiwara finds you later…”

His gentle and calm tone was filled with heavy lingering fear and lingering sorrow.

Kasahara Asuka's nose tingled with sadness: "You and Mom didn't tell me anything..."

"Did we not tell you, or did you not listen?" Kasahara Fukari asked. "Over the years, my mother and I have been emphasizing to you not to be arrogant or to underestimate others..."

Before the older sister could finish speaking, the younger sister burst into tears and collapsed into her arms, sobbing softly.

The torrential rain continued to fall.

Kasahara Fukari hugged her younger sister tightly and wiped away the tears on her face with her fair fingertips.

"Okay, stop crying, or your clothes will get wet..."

"I'm sorry... Waaah..."

"Your sister isn't blaming you, so there's no need to apologize. If you encounter something like this again, please remember how embarrassing it was for you to cry now, so you won't be so careless... Or maybe you should just be careless like this and cry again, making others laugh at the second young lady of the Kasahara family."

Kasahara Asuka stopped crying, sniffed, and glanced at Fujiwara Izaya.

The vibrant, orange-haired girl's eyes, wet with tears, appeared large and bright, and her lips were a beautiful red. Her wide-open eyes and the way she blinked her wet eyelashes made her look pitiful, like a little puppy abandoned in the winter rain.

Fujiwara Izaya rested his chin on his hand, looking at her intently with a smile.

The fact that this junior was genuinely crying reminded him of the one who faked crying at the board meeting… Perhaps her personality was still as awful as ever, but after experiencing so much, he couldn't stay angry with her. He just hoped she could learn from this experience and grow up quickly.

The two were not far apart. Kasahara Asuka could see her tear-streaked face in her senior's eyes and feel the joy in her senior's heart—an extremely pure joy, as if he had married both her and her sister at the same time.

The girl lowered her head and buried her face in her sister's chest.

The first thought that popped into her mind was that she had really lost face this time... Her second thought was that her senior was a big datengu who had been deceiving her for a long time, so she absolutely couldn't give him a good look.

In the dim light of the banquet hall, she clenched her hands into a fist.

Kasahara Mieri gently patted her younger sister's back.

"Sister, let's throw this guy overboard," Kasahara Asuka suddenly said.

“…Huh?” Fujiwara Izaya was dumbfounded.

Kasahara Asuka turned and glared at him.

Her cheeks were slightly puffed up, like two little steamed buns, which was very cute.

She made a move as if to pounce.

Kasahara Mieri pinched her sister's nose, both amused and annoyed: "He just saved you."

"That doesn't change the fact that he's a jerk..." Kasahara Asuka pouted, looking pitiful and incredibly cute as she complained to her older sister, "Sister, you have no idea how wicked that Ōtengu is! Let me tell you, once he invited me and Rinko-senpai to dinner, and he wrote tally marks on my leg right under Rinko's nose, then dragged me into the bathroom and molested me..."

Fujiwara Izaya's expression twisted slightly.

Kasahara Fukae's gaze sharpened as she looked at him; Kawashima Miki's hand twisted around his waist.

"Later, when we went to Nanyindou, he made a move on me in the car, completely ignoring that my senior was also there. The night you arrived, under the table where you couldn't see, he stole Asuka's first kiss... And, he made Asuka use her mouth to do his thing... He kept saying he liked Asuka, but called other women 'wife'... You have no idea, his most perverted trait is that he likes to make Asuka wear her mother's clothes and imitate her mother's demeanor and tone. Maybe in his heart, he has inappropriate thoughts about his mother and sister..."

After listening to her sister recount a string of her husband's perverted acts, Kasahara Fukari was stunned for a long time. Then she lowered her head and gently touched her forehead with her sister's, chuckling softly as she said, "I won't let him into our house anymore."

Kasahara Asuka smiled slyly, her expression returning to normal: "Shall we go find Mom together?"

Kasahara Fukari touched her forehead again: "Your older sister has to stay down here, you go to your mother first."