I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 100 - 78. Mrs. Kasahara and Mrs. Hoshimi_3

Of course.

It’s not necessarily that she considers Fujiwara Reya as one of her own, maybe she just wants to one-up Mrs. Kasahara.

"Also, Rinko says that even if you don’t say a word, just having your face there has its own charm."

Fujiwara Reya uncertainly asked, "Just because I’m handsome?"

At this moment, Mrs. Hoshimi finally moved her gaze away from Mrs. Kasahara.

As if proofreading her daughter’s words, she scrutinized Fujiwara Reya as she spoke, "It’s not just because you’re handsome. Rinko says your expression always leaves people unable to guess your inner thoughts. Whether you’ll take action or start cursing or do something completely startling and unpredictable in the next moment, there’s always a unique style or charm in what you do or say, whether it’s playfully serious or seriously playful."

Listening to this string of dry evaluations, Mrs. Kasahara found it somewhat dull. Glancing at the earnest and well-behaved Fujiwara Reya, a playful idea suddenly popped into her mind.

"Hey, Fujiwara dear..." She leaned in, teasingly whispering, "The Hoshimi child rates you highly, do you two have some unspeakable secret?"

In the fragrance of May cherry blossoms, the beautiful Sister Kasahara, no... Mrs. Kasahara suddenly leaned over and whispered into the ear of the handsome Fujiwara Reya. To outsiders unaware of their relationship, seeing their close posture might instinctively think they were a pair of siblings in love.

"Hmm?"

Mrs. Hoshimi frowned.

"Little brother?" She glared at Fujiwara Reya with a hint of malice.

"Um, Auntie..." said Fujiwara Reya, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine, and quickly explained, "Chairman Kasahara just said I should call her sister."

Mrs. Hoshimi retorted, "So you call me Auntie in front of her?"

At this moment, she wasn’t concerned whether her daughter was being cheated on but rather more concerned about becoming an old auntie in front of Mrs. Kasahara.

"... Chairman," Fujiwara Reya glanced at Mrs. Kasahara, asking for help.

"Hmm, don’t believe his words." Mrs. Kasahara seemed to be intervening, but in reality, she was fanning the flames, "Yako, let me tell you, the moment I met this guy, he complimented me as the most beautiful woman in the yard. Really, he didn’t even consider Yako, how awful."

"?"

Fujiwara Reya wanted to escape deep down.

"I’m going to get angry..." Mrs. Hoshimi smiled at him cruelly.

"By the way, do the two Chairmen know Spanish history?" Fujiwara Reya forcibly shifted the topic, asking calmly, "Recently, I’ve been learning Spanish and have been browsing through Spanish Civil War historical books. If possible, please discuss the Spanish Civil War with me."

"Hmm?" Mrs. Kasahara tilted her head to look at him.

Her lively demeanor was no different from that of a high school girl, yet it carried a mature allure.

"I’m not interested in the Spanish Civil War," Mrs. Hoshimi’s cruel voice came through, "but as for starting a Shintoism internal war, I’m eager for it."

"?"

Fujiwara Reya was dumbfounded.

"Alright, alright, don’t scare the kid." Mrs. Kasahara finally intervened to de-escalate the situation.

"Next time, I won’t call her Auntie in front of her sister!" Fujiwara Reya wisely followed up.

Mrs. Hoshimi persistently asked, "Then what about the most beautiful woman in this yard?"

Fujiwara Reya originally thought of saying something like "there are two first beauties" to smooth things over, but just then Kasahara Fukaeri, wearing her Section Nine uniform, walked past, and he blurted out, "Of course, it’s Sister Fukaeri."

Kasahara Fukaeri glared at him and then coldly walked towards the dining table, leaving behind a remark, "Sweet talker."

The two elegant wives, watching the scene, laughed cheerfully, their radiance surpassing that of the cherry blossom spirits in full bloom.

"Fukaeri has a big opinion about me." Fujiwara Reya looked pitifully at the graceful back of the policewoman.

"It’s not just her who has a big opinion about you," Mrs. Hoshimi said with a smile in her melodious voice, "In this yard, the number of people who don’t have an opinion about you is very few."

"Why?" Fujiwara Reya asked with a curious expression, like a student in class asking the teacher.

"You surely know the reason." Mrs. Kasahara said gently.

Fujiwara Reya looked into her eyes, "Asakusa Shrine’s past?"

"Yes." The two ladies nodded simultaneously.

"Can you tell me?" Fujiwara Reya asked sincerely.

Mrs. Hoshimi’s eyes widened in surprise, "You don’t know?"

"I don’t know." Fujiwara Reya gave a definite answer.

For a moment, the two elegant wives fell silent, petals fluttering in the wind blurred their vision. After a long while, Mrs. Hoshimi shook her head, brushed away the petals from her hair, and looked at Fujiwara Reya with an almost incredulous expression, "Your parents didn’t tell you anything, aren’t they afraid you’ll die in Tokyo?"

Fujiwara Reya bit his lip gently, watched her face for a moment with a dark expression, then lowered his gaze and said in a low voice, "My parents passed away when I was very young."

This was a lie.

In fact, before his father went to Takamagahara, he told him this — if you die in Tokyo with the inheritances of the Mountain God and the Great Tengu, I will pretend you are not my son.

Mrs. Kasahara and Mrs. Hoshimi exchanged a glance.

Then, one laughed, and the other followed suit, cherry blossoms dancing amid their smiling faces.

Seeing their laughter, Fujiwara Reya seized the moment and said, "I also want to know why the two Chairmen don’t have an opinion about me, but rather let Senior Sister Hoshimi and Asuka approach me."

"Go get something to eat, and we’ll sit over there, eating while we talk." Mrs. Kasahara smiled gracefully, linking arms with Mrs. Hoshimi like a high school student, and the two ladies elegantly walked towards the seating area under the eaves.

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