I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 129: The leg stretched out from under the dining table_2

Chapter 129: The leg stretched out from under the dining table_2

She obviously hadn’t drunk any alcohol, so there was no way she could be drunk.

"Hmm, I’m going to step out for a moment..." Kawashima Miki stood up, leaning on the table, gritting her teeth as she looked toward the kitchen.

However, at that moment, Fujiwara Reya brought two dishes over, smiling as he walked toward the dining room.

Kawashima Miki cast a cold glance at him, "Where’s the shikigami?"

"Retracted." Fujiwara Reya acted as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring her angry glare, as he set down the two dishes and sat beside Kasahara Fumi, "Please give it a try."

One dish was ham and egg fried rice, the other celery beef.

"What a fragrant smell!" Kasahara Fumi sniffed, picking at the fried rice with her chopsticks, "The grains are distinct, the presentation is appealing, I didn’t expect you to be skilled at cooking as well."

"Living alone for so long, you naturally learn a bit of everything," Fujiwara Reya’s voice was gentle, and his tone was light, "Eat up. If it’s not enough, I’ll cook more for you. It’s nothing difficult, no trouble at all."

"Thank you, I really like it."

Kasahara Fumi’s aloofness softened a bit; after thanking him, she tugged at her skirt, straightened her sitting posture, and began eating. Her dining etiquette was wonderfully elegant. The way she used the cutlery and her chewing frequency were perfect enough to earn full marks in an etiquette class. Her movements were obviously gentle and seemingly not fast, yet within two minutes, the large plate of fried rice was entirely gone.

"The taste is quite good."

She wiped her mouth with a napkin before moving on to the celery beef.

Fujiwara Reya watched her eat with delight. The icy policewoman had such a passionate expression toward food that he felt making this meal was truly worthwhile.

"If it’s not enough, I’ll make more," he said, "There’s some tofu and yam slices in the fridge, and there’s a bit of tuna too. Want me to whip up something else for you?"

"Thanks!"

Kasahara Fumi replied concisely and continued to focus on eating.

Fujiwara Reya returned to the kitchen and cooked the tofu and yam slices together, slicing the tuna thinly and serving it.

These items were also quickly devoured, and Kasahara Fumi finally showed a satisfied expression, saying, "Thanks for the meal."

Watching such a beautiful woman eat so much at once... it was the first time Kawashima Miki had witnessed such a sight. She gazed at Kasahara Fumi’s face in half admiration, half astonishment.

*Saying she admired her was not enough to express her feelings.*

*Saying she was jealous was the truth.*

*How could this woman eat with such abandon and still have a perfect figure... when she herself would gain weight just by slightly neglecting her diet.*

"Hey, hey," Kawashima Miki gritted her teeth, "Do you always eat this much?"

"Always," Kasahara Fumi replied calmly.

"But you don’t look fat at all."

"A monk’s alms bag," Kasahara Fumi said, touching her stomach, "No matter how much I eat, it all fits inside, so I never gain weight."

"..."

Kawashima Miki slumped weakly against the chairback, staring at the ceiling, silently cursing that she’d gain ten kilograms of weight by tomorrow.

"By the way, Miss Kasahara, I have a question," Fujiwara Reya handed a bottle of mineral water to Kasahara Fumi, asking, "Both your mother and Chairman Hoshimi mentioned raising me to the position of chairman in the future. Saying it’s originally Asakusa Shrine’s seat, is that true?"

Kasahara Fumi nodded slightly, sipping the mineral water to moisten her throat.

"The seat has been vacant for so many years, hasn’t any shrine tried to compete for it?" Fujiwara Reya asked.

"Of course," Kasahara Fumi recited as if reading nameplates, "Kagura Inari Shrine and White Mountain Shrine are the most active. They apply almost every year to become the permanent chairman."

Fujiwara Reya leaned against the chair, lost in thought for a moment.

The Inari Shrine’s main shrine was Fushimi Inari Shrine in Kansai Kyoto Prefecture, with over thirty thousand branches nationwide. The White Mountain Shrine’s main shrine was Ishikawa Prefecture Hakusan Hime Shrine, also located in Kansai, with over three thousand branches nationwide.

Compared to Kanto, these two were foreign powerhouses.

They were the type coming to steal business, and not fighting them off was considered polite.

In the quiet dining room, Kasahara Fumi seemed to hear the gears turning in his head, along with his slow, deep breathing. Then, he said, "Both are Great Shrines from the Kansai Region. This means the chairman wants to push me up to protect Kanto’s local interests and guard against Kansai’s expansion, right."

"The general idea is like that," Kasahara Fumi said, interlocking her fingers on the table, "For you, it doesn’t look like a bad thing. But to successfully get elected, having the support of two chairmen isn’t enough. Asakusa Shrine itself needs to regain its former scale. Besides, those two won’t give up easily and will definitely obstruct this matter."

"Understood," Fujiwara Reya carefully chose his words, "Then, please reveal to those two that I’m a monster, and I’ll provide the evidence."

"What are you planning?" Kasahara Fumi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Secret!" Fujiwara Reya smiled mysteriously, "By the way, I like sunbathing, swimming in summer, and being around animals. On warm days, I often take walks. Do you like walks?"

Kasahara Fumi asked, seemingly unable to understand, "What?"

"I said," Fujiwara Reya looked out at the pouring rain, "Let’s walk together when the weather is clear."

"What else do you need me to do?" Kasahara Fumi asked softly.

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