I have an unlimited number of shikigami

"..."

"What's with that look on your face? Are you thinking to yourself that I'm forty years old too?"

"no!"

Fujiwara Izaya directly denied it.

Although that's what he really thought, he would never admit it.

“Fujiwara-kun, I’m warning you,” Mrs. Kasahara said sternly, her tone serious, “I’m only seventeen this year, eighteen next year, and seventeen at most the year after. If you don’t acknowledge my age, believe me, I’ll remarry with my two daughters.”

"..."

Seventeen, eighteen, seventeen... Goodness, you only have these two ages?

"You despise me!"

"?"

"You're not saying anything!"

"...No, remarrying is too overpowered, it's forbidden!"

"Why can't I remarry?" Mrs. Kasahara looked at him angrily, her expression really having the air of a seventeen-year-old girl throwing a tantrum.

Fujiwara Izaya thought for a moment, just about to answer.

She spoke first, scolding, "You're not allowed to have any improper thoughts about me! That's immoral! I, Himeko, am a virtuous woman and a good mother!"

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya wanted to kneel down before her right now and beg her to stop using her supernatural powers.

Mrs. Kasahara reached out and pressed her hand on his shoulder, saying earnestly, "Be a good son-in-law and don't think about your mother."

"Yes, yes!" Fujiwara Izaya was almost too lazy to even bother with a perfunctory reply.

Mrs. Kasahara patted his shoulder and said, "Be good, or Mommy will punish you."

Fujiwara Izaya was speechless.

"Come in." Mrs. Kasahara turned around and led him into the house.

Inside the room, Mrs. Hoshimi had prepared lotus seed porridge and was waiting for him to come in.

She also changed into a shrine maiden's outfit with gold trim, and her belt was decorated with orchids, making her look dignified and elegant.

"Fujiwara-kun, please eat." Mrs. Hoshimi bowed her head in greeting, her eyes seemingly telling a story, watery and captivating.

Fujiwara Rinya sat down at the low table.

Mrs. Hoshimi arranged the dishes and then bent down to arrange the daphne flowers. Daphne has short, tubular flowers, pink with a slight purple tinge on the outside and a pale pink on the inside.

The lotus seed porridge was warm and sweet; after taking a bite with a spoon, my stomach felt warm.

"Delicious!" Fujiwara Izaya exclaimed. "Miko's mother is indeed gentle and virtuous; her cooking skills are truly..."

Before he could finish speaking, he received a slap on the head. Mrs. Kasahara was furious, looking like she wanted to strangle him: "Praising other women in front of me? Do you think I, the head of the household, don't exist?"

Fujiwara Izaya dared not speak out against his anger.

Mrs. Hoshimi chuckled softly.

"Himeko, could you please step outside for a moment?" she asked softly. "I have something I'd like to discuss with Fujiwara-kun alone."

Mrs. Kasahara gave her best friend a few suspicious looks, then reluctantly stood up: "I'm only going out for one minute, don't even think about sneaking a bite..."

After she left, Mrs. Hoshimi didn't rush to speak, but simply ate porridge with him.

The freshly cooked lotus seed porridge, steaming warmly like wisps of smoke rising from a chimney, evokes a sense of inexplicable comfort.

Fujiwara Izaya sipped his porridge, glancing at her every now and then. Miko's mother had a beautiful mouth; her gums were small and not protruding, appearing and disappearing as she spoke. Her lips were a pale, bright red, while her gums and tongue were a pure pink, making one imagine the smoothness of her lips just by looking at them.

After they finished their bowls, the two put down their bowls and spoons at the same time. Only then did Mrs. Hoshimi speak, "Please be careful on your journey to Nasu Highlands, Fujiwara-kun, and return safely."

"I will."

"Himeko, everyone, and I are waiting for you in Tokyo. Please stop this disaster."

Is there a reward for completing it?

What do you want?

"Of course it's Miko's mother."

"?"

Mrs. Hoshimi thought she had misheard, but when she realized what she had said, her pretty face flushed red, and she said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

“Uh, what I mean is, we want Miko’s mother to go to Takamagahara together…” Fujiwara Izaya replied.

Is there a difference...? Mrs. Hoshimi suppressed her emotions, but there was still a slight blush on her fair neck.

"Did you tell Rinko?" she asked.

Fujiwara Izaya thought for a long time before finally managing to say, "She knows..."

Mrs. Hoshimi felt a slight annoyance and tapped him hard on the forehead: "Didn't you explain things clearly to her?"

Fujiwara Izaya said seriously, "Please rest assured, Miko-san, I will definitely explain everything to you after we get to Takamagahara."

“You are really so disobedient…” Mrs. Hoshimi looked at him with a complicated expression, her chest heaving slightly.

Even Fujiwara Izaya, who was pretending to be serious, couldn't help but be drawn to it.

Waaah~

I miss my mother.

Mrs. Hoshimi noticed his gaze and wanted to give him a whack on the head again.

But this time, Fujiwara Izaya reacted quickly, grabbing her hand and leaning forward rapidly.

Between the two delicate faces, there were only a few wisps of thin air.

Mrs. Hoshimi has a cool and aloof appearance, with a slightly flushed face, possessing a beauty that transcends the mundane.

“Okay, I’ll confess…” Fujiwara Izaya leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You really look like my mother. The moment I saw you, I felt an urge to get close to you. You won’t refuse, will you?”

Mrs. Hoshimi felt incredibly embarrassed to be told such things by a teenager.

She pushed Fujiwara Izaya away, her expression angry, and said, "How can you be so disrespectful? What kind of behavior would this be if others saw this! Besides, is this how you treat your mother at home?"

Fujiwara Izaya laughed and said, "Of course they're not exactly the same. You're probably well aware of the differences."

"...You really make me angry." Mrs. Hoshimi tucked her slightly disheveled hair behind her ear and scolded, a mixture of anger and embarrassment in her voice, "You better get your mind back on the right track. The best thing you can do is stop this conflict, or I'll let you experience the Hoshimi family rules!"

Fujiwara Rin was amused and asked, "Did you do this yourself?"

Mrs. Hoshimi glared at him but didn't say anything.

She felt a little uneasy.

Should I send my daughter, or come myself...? This is so frustrating.

Fujiwara Izaya found her aggrieved expression increasingly amusing and couldn't help but tease her, "Once I've sorted out today's situation, I'll deal with you, Chairman!"

"..."

Mrs. Hoshimi had reached her breaking point with this audacious little fellow.

She didn't care what this guy was going to do later, or what if he succeeded, or whether she would have to call him Fujiwara Miko from now on... Anyway, she was the chairperson now, an adult, and it was only natural for her to discipline a child!

Seeing the blue light suddenly emanating from her body, Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

The highly skilled Xingjian Chairman, when he gets serious, has a terrifying aura.

A vast and abundant divine power instantly filled the entire room. The elegant priestess, with a smile on her face, formed a hand seal towards him: "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen..."

Her long, flowing black hair, slender waist, and long, straight legs led to her.

The star-gazing shrine maiden, enveloped in blue light, is holy and captivating.

"Wait, wait, let's discuss this again..."

"Miko..."

"Spare me, ah..."

boom!

The entire cruise ship shook.

Mrs. Kasahara, who was outside the door, heard the screams and peeked in, only to see Fujiwara Rinya being chased and fleeing in a disheveled state throughout the house.

"Hahaha..." She clutched her stomach, laughing until tears streamed down her face. "Fujiwara-kun deserved it! Who told you to want to marry two women! This is karma for being a scumbag!"

"I'll settle accounts with you two later!"

After uttering a harsh remark in a disheveled state, Fujiwara Izaya transformed into a streak of white light and soared into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Inside the messy house, the two mothers came to the window and gazed at the celestial dog soaring in the sky. Its pure white wings, bathed in the bright morning light, shimmered and dazzled.

※※※※※

My dream hangs high in the blue sky.

"Diving into the deepest part of the sea to pursue something truly unique."

"Joy and freedom accompanied me along the way..."

Humming a cheerful song, Fujiwara Rin flew at top speed, leaping over the sea, mountains, fields, and cities, like an arrow, straight towards the Nasu Plateau.

Chapter 207. Xia Xili + Tamamo-no-Mae, Double the Pleasure...

The white clouds, seemingly drunk, filled the sky and covered the earth.

Bright light appeared at the edges of the cliff, and white morning mist floated among the dark pine trees, seemingly flowing steam.

Fujiwara Izaya looked down from the sky, the horizon gradually rising.

Upon entering the core area of ​​the Nasu Plateau, countless volcanoes rise from the ground in bizarre shapes, their peaks piercing through the clouds like waves. In many caves and stone chambers on the mountain walls, stone-carved monks sit cross-legged.

Some have fierce, angry expressions, some have compassionate faces, and some have become one with the mountains.

These are all ritual implements used to suppress Tamamo-no-Mae.