I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 106 - 80.Black Spider Group’s New Boss Inauguration Ceremony_3
Chapter 106: 80.Black Spider Group’s New Boss Inauguration Ceremony_3
She looked genuinely protesting, almost childishly cute, which made Fujiwara Reya burst into laughter.
After dinner, once all the dishes were cleaned up, Yukino Ritsuko boiled a pot of water and gently poured the hot water over the coffee grounds, which slowly expanded and released a fragrant aroma.
Fujiwara Reya was sitting on the floor by the balcony, looking outside.
The rain was still heavy, as if all the moisture accumulated over half a year was pouring out. Outside, everything was obscured by a misty rain; nothing was visible except the red warning lights blinking.
When he shifted his gaze back inside, he saw Yukino Ritsuko approaching with two cups of coffee, a smile on her face, her bare feet making a soft muffled sound as she slid across the floor, sounding like something in the water.
Yukino Ritsuko handed him a cup of coffee, briefly biting her lip: "Mr. Fujiwara, can you live here?"
"Why?" Fujiwara Reya looked into her eyes, "You know there’s a difference between men and women, right?"
"No, I don’t." Yukino Ritsuko lowered her head, her eyes on the coffee cup, "I’m not a silly woman, am I? How could I know the answer to that?"
"Can I give you some advice?"
"Please do."
"You might regret it if you don’t change!"
"Maybe." Yukino Ritsuko chuckled.
She understood that this relationship would inevitably end soon, yet she had never felt so happy. Even her once cold fingers and toes were warm, and her lips were constantly curved into a smile from joy and happiness.
"This is tough." Fujiwara Reya scratched his head.
"It’s not tough at all." Yukino Ritsuko giggled, gazing out the window as if contemplating something. "I often think, how nice it would be to live without causing trouble for anyone. Do you think that’s possible?"
"Well..."
"Oh, am I causing you trouble?"
"It doesn’t matter."
"Does it really not matter now?"
"Of course, it doesn’t matter." Fujiwara Reya drank his coffee in one gulp, thinking to himself, living here is fine; at worst, I’ll call Dark Crow tomorrow and have him guard this place 24/7 to ensure this silly woman’s safety.
"Thank you!"
Yukino Ritsuko gave a happy smile, her lips gently closing.
Her self-trimmed bangs seemed to tremble slightly, appearing a bit awkward but beautiful in a way that could touch the most sensitive part of someone’s heart directly.
Starting that day, Fujiwara Reya temporarily stayed at the [Lemon] bakery.
After unpacking his two suitcases, he took a shower and lay in the unfamiliar room, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, recalling his childhood. When he was less than a year old, he was so energetic that he couldn’t sleep at night and refused to sleep with his parents. Not trusting him to sleep alone, his parents had his aunt, who was then in elementary school, come over to keep him company until she went to high school in Tokyo.
Lying in his aunt’s arms at the time, Fujiwara Reya would stare at the unfamiliar ceiling in a daze like this.
Later, after getting used to his aunt, he could comfortably fall asleep in that little girl’s arms, sleeping like this for nearly eight years... he wondered what it would feel like to be held by his aunt now; probably not bad, considering the little girl had grown into a beautiful 25-year-old woman.
Stop!
Why ponder that?
Fujiwara Reya lay on the magazine-strewn bed, continuing to read "The Spanish Civil War."
Reading a book of one’s choice at one’s leisure is an unparalleled pleasure. As for how long this time could last, it was uncertain, but it was expected to end soon, so he might as well enjoy it fully before it does.
As night deepened, the lights gradually thinned out, leaving only streetlights and neon signs. In his dreams, he became a massive crow, badly injured, with darkening bloodstains on his feathers, a faint smell of blood lingering in the air.
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On the first day after the holiday, Kitahara Takashi brought over the construction drawings for the shrine.
Sent to Onmyo-ryo for approval, thanks to Chairman Kasahara’s orders, the approval process faced little difficulty and took less than three days to complete. Despite the constant drizzle throughout the week, the shrine’s reconstruction fervently commenced on May 10th.
Fujiwara Reya attended school during the day, strolled to the construction site in the evening, and returned to sleep at the bakery at night.
For reasons unbeknownst to him, Yukino Ritsuko seemed to have developed an urge to take care of his daily life. Unfortunately, her cooking was quite terrible, and Fujiwara Reya had to secretly eat outside before returning home. But having a woman help with the laundry was quite a nice feeling. Without a washing machine, he sometimes lay on the sofa reading, glancing up at the balcony to see her squatting there washing clothes. At those moments, he felt the happiest.
Neither of them mentioned how long he planned to stay.
But to be fair, she was still quite silly.
While watching the news together on the sofa, Fujiwara Reya had to spend a significant amount of time explaining to her where Myanmar was, where Australia was, why so many Southeast Asians illegally stayed in Japan, and why bears had to be mentioned when talking about Russia...
After living there for half a month, Fujiwara Reya had grown accustomed to the small building and no longer suffered from insomnia at night.
Every piece of furniture started to carry his scent, like the alarm clock beside his pillow, the curtains by the window, the black phone on the coffee table, the photography calendar, her knee-high socks left on the floor, and the cup she used for drinking water.
Life was uneventful, and the new worship hall of the shrine rose slowly without anyone causing trouble.
Fujiwara Reya found it odd.
Kawashima Miki, that woman seemed to forget about him suddenly; she hadn’t made any moves for half a month. His calls and messages went unanswered, and even when he went to the Empress’s bubble bath, the security guards would stop him from entering.
Could she have given up?
Fujiwara Reya thought there was a possibility of this.
But for something like this, can you just give up like that? I still need to awaken the little spider!
May 22nd, Saturday.
A morning with a light drizzle.
After waking up, Fujiwara Reya took his umbrella and headed to the shrine construction site.
Along the way, he kept pondering a question: as the end of the month approached, the deadline for the task was nearing. He couldn’t just sit and wait for Kawashima Miki’s next move; he needed to devise a plan to take the initiative.
Hmm!
I’ve decided!
Tonight, I’ll knock on the widow’s door.
Returning to Asakusa Shrine, as soon as he passed through the torii gate, he saw Kitahara Takashi walking towards him with an anxious expression.
"Good morning, Mr. Kitahara." Fujiwara Reya greeted with a smile, "Is there something urgent?"
"Ah, good morning, Master." Kitahara Takashi stopped, sighing helplessly, "The Black Spider Group’s new leader takes office today. They just sent me a message, asking me to attend their gathering."
"Black Spider?" Fujiwara Reya’s mind stirred.
"Yes, the largest Extreme Organization in the Taito District," Kitahara Takashi sighed, expressing his frustration, "As you know, being in real estate often involves dealing with the Extreme Organization. With their new leader taking office today, I have to go congratulate them; otherwise, a strained relationship would be troublesome."
"Wasn’t their previous leader named Hiraki?" Fujiwara Reya asked.
"Yes, how did the little wizard know?" Kitahara Takashi asked curiously.
"I also know his wife is the Empress." Fujiwara Reya laughed heartily, patting his shoulder, "Take me along; let’s go meet this new boss together."
Kitahara Takashi shivered inexplicably.
Somehow, he felt that the Master’s smile had an odd, slightly creepy tinge to it.
Riding in Kitahara Takashi’s car, they arrived at a secluded street in Yoshiwara, at a large, old-fashioned mansion. Many black-clad bodyguards guarded the entrance, occasionally letting in guests who had their arms wrapped in white bands as they emerged from cars and entered the grand entrance.
As soon as they arrived at the entrance, even before entering, Fujiwara Reya had already become the focus of the entire scene.
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