I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 108 - 81. Today is yet another day to bully Kawashima Miki (achieved ten thousand updates) _2

Chapter 108: 81. Today is yet another day to bully Kawashima Miki (achieved ten thousand updates) _2

She immediately extended her right hand, trying to reach for Fujiwara Reya’s hand behind him, so she twisted her body to the right, her face burying directly into Fujiwara Reya’s chest.

But after a gentle touch, she quickly moved her face away.

Fujiwara Reya watched as the woman’s body swayed towards him, seemingly carrying an indescribable alluring charm. It was as if this charm was an instinctual mystery of women. Just a brief contact, like a fleeting, warm fragrance.

"Give it back to me," Kawashima Miki stepped back, leaning against the pillar, looking at him with a pale face.

The rainwater came in through the window, wetting her neck, and the droplets clung to the fine hairs as if they were newly formed sweat.

"It has a faint scent."

Fujiwara Reya lowered his head and smelled the flowers in the black pottery jar.

Snow-white petals, emerald green leaves, a delicate fragrance, and the warmth of the pottery jar under his hand.

Kawashima Miki looked at him coldly, biting her lower lip without saying a word.

Only those straight and piercing, stern and beautiful eyes conveyed emotions of anger.

"This scent is too light, it doesn’t match madam’s bold beauty," Fujiwara Reya said, throwing the black pottery jar into the yard as he walked towards her, "Roses better suit you, madam. I’ll send you a bouquet every day in the future."

The moment the words fell.

"Crack—"

The pottery jar shattered, white flowers lay in the black soil, tender and pitiful.

Kawashima Miki didn’t look back, instead continuing to glare at Fujiwara Reya.

Those were ceremonial flowers intended for the Buddhist temple decoration in front, which she planned to deliver shortly. But at such a time, she couldn’t even ensure her own safety, let alone arrange a decent service for that Bald Spider.

Fujiwara Reya wasn’t afraid of her reaction, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, then turned and sat on the railing.

"Ah~" Kawashima Miki exclaimed.

"Be good, don’t shout," Fujiwara Reya threatened her, "unless you want everyone to know."

As he spoke, he separated her legs and had her straddle his thighs.

"..."

Face to face.

Kawashima Miki glared at him, panting angrily, as if truly enraged.

But after struggling a bit, she sensed something wrong, and immediately, she was scared, wrapping one arm across her chest and covering her flushed face with the other, scolding: "...No way! No negotiation!"

"What can’t be negotiated?" Fujiwara Reya asked with a smile, watching her.

"No means no!" Kawashima Miki said, covering her face, her body trembling, speaking in a stiff tone: "I’m warning you, don’t try to lay hands on me here, or I’ll go down with you."

"Does that mean it’s okay elsewhere?" Fujiwara Reya caught the loophole in her words.

"..."

Kawashima Miki was so angry that her chest heaved, looking at him with uncontrollable rage: "You’re dreaming, it’s not okay here, and it’s not okay elsewhere!" As soon as she finished speaking, her body trembled again, and she suddenly covered her mouth, her expression filled with anger.

"Keep talking," Fujiwara Reya released his grip and instead embraced her waist, "after you finish scolding, it will be my turn."

"You..." Kawashima Miki honestly didn’t expect he could be so shameless, she struggled a few times in his arms but couldn’t escape. After her face went through a series of rapid changes, a long sigh floated from her throat: "What do you want me to do?"

"Aren’t we dating?" Fujiwara Reya smelled the rose fragrance on her, and with both hands wrapped around her waist, he said, "As a girlfriend, you don’t answer my calls, don’t reply to my messages, and when I come to you, you have security throw me out. Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"..."

Kawashima Miki inhaled deeply, her brows revealing undisguised annoyance.

I am so foolish.

Focusing only on keeping him here, but not realizing I would get myself involved... Sob, I want to cry—

"Speak!" Fujiwara Reya threatened her, staring at her.

"...Don’t be fierce!" Kawashima Miki pouted, her almond eyes silently welling up, tears streaming down steadily.

"Liar." She cursed.

Fujiwara Reya pinched her chin with one hand, asking loudly: "Who is the liar?"

"...You!" Kawashima Miki placed both hands on her face, her tone lacking firmness.

"Ha, take your hands away," Fujiwara Reya sneered, his right hand slipping under her mourning clothes, "otherwise, I’ll cuckold him at your husband’s service, and I mean it."

"I’m warning you! Remove your hand!" Though speaking harshly, Kawashima Miki couldn’t stop his hand from entering her clothes, stubbornly keeping her face covered for a while. Gradually, her stiff body softened, and her shoulders began to gently tremble.

"Remove your hands!" Fujiwara Reya continued to press her.

"No!" Kawashima Miki sobbed, "Bastard! Why should I listen to you?"

"Three, two," Fujiwara Reya’s hand continued upwards, reaching the edge of a button, "one!"

"I release!"

Kawashima Miki instantly shouted.

Fujiwara Reya stopped his actions, waiting for her to release her hands.

After a long silence, Kawashima Miki quietly sobbed, her voice hoarse, asking: "...Can you stop bothering me?"

"Put your hands down!" Fujiwara Reya was particularly curious about her expression now.

"..."

Another bout of silence, Kawashima Miki slowly yielded, gradually lowering both hands at an extremely slow pace. Her gaze was wandering, not daring to meet Fujiwara Reya’s eyes, instead, staring straight at the rain-soaked sky in the courtyard, with a hard expression on her face, not uttering a word.

A flock of little birds drenched in rain flew to the eaves to shelter, their beady black eyes curiously observing the two humans holding each other.

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