I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 133 - 89. Since daring to tempt, then Kawashima Miki must pay the price (10,000 characters achieved)_3

Chapter 133: 89. Since daring to tempt, then Kawashima Miki must pay the price (10,000 characters achieved)_3

"Gorgeous." Fujiwara Reya pinched her cheek.

"But..." Kawashima Miki hesitated, her gaze becoming clouded again, "I’m a yokai. How can a yokai become a miko..."

After speaking, she seemed a bit disappointed, pursing her lips with an undeniable sadness between her brows.

"I’m a yokai too, yet I became a priest." Fujiwara Reya smoothed her brow with his hand and gently said, "Different identities only represent different perspectives on matters, and cannot be used to distinguish good from evil. As long as you remember the duties of a miko and fulfill them day after day, tirelessly, then you will be the best miko in the world."

"Hmm..."

Kawashima Miki nodded quietly, her eyes showing some interest yet still a hint of hesitation.

"But if I become a miko, won’t the gods blame me?" she asked.

Fujiwara Reya said loudly, "I am a god!"

His voice was warm, neither arrogant nor impatient, brimming with the youthful spirit of a young man, yet as steady and composed as a mountain.

"...Vain!" Kawashima Miki playfully scolded, then leaned forward a little, her ear pressed to his chest to hear his strong heartbeat as she asked, "Even if you are a god, you’re just a wild god wandering in the mortal world. If the head priest in Takamagahara finds out you’ve taken a yokai as a miko, they might strip you of your identity and your shrine, leaving you with nothing."

"Nonsense." Fujiwara Reya tousled her hair, laughing at her like a child who doesn’t understand the world, "She’s his daughter-in-law; if he dares to do that, my mom can stab him to death with a knife, can you believe it?"

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Kawashima Miki had the same expression as the first time she saw a little spider.

Looking at her slightly parted sexy lips, Fujiwara Reya instinctively leaned forward, almost touching her when Kawashima Miki snapped back into reality all of a sudden, covering her face: "No, absolutely not! And, what daughter-in-law, can you not say things like that? Get out, get out!"

While speaking, she didn’t forget to kick Fujiwara Reya hard, trying to kick him off the bed.

Fujiwara Reya deftly slipped a hand under her knees, the other arm wrapped around her lower back, lifting her up horizontally all at once, and he said fiercely, "For tempting me with your feet just now, it’s time for you to pay the price."

Her body was suddenly exposed to the air, feeling a slight chill.

"Ah, bastard!" Kawashima Miki arched her back strongly, one arm across her chest, the other still firmly covering her lips, "Put me down, giving you one last chance to put me down!"

Fujiwara Reya bounced the woman in his arms, "And if I don’t?"

"...You believe I’ll suck you dry!" Kawashima Miki’s face turned so red it seemed ready to drip blood.

"How would you suck?"

"With my mouth, of course!"

"What a great thing!"

"...Don’t get any funny ideas, it’s not the kind of sucking you’re thinking!"

"What kind of sucking am I thinking of?"

"..."

Kawashima Miki was momentarily at a loss for words.

*p>Stupid, such embarrassing words, how could I say them out loud!*

"Even the lady has a strong attack but low defense." Fujiwara Reya said amusingly, tucking her back into the blanket and hugging her from behind, hands covering her small abdomen, "Such fun."

Kawashima Miki coldly asked, "Also?"

"...Uh," Fujiwara Reya really wanted to slap himself.

Kawashima Miki, with her back to him, sniffed lightly with a hint of discontent.

"It was my junior," Fujiwara Reya explained, "The one Miss Kasahara and I were discussing just now, her sister, named Asuka."

"Having both sisters!" Kawashima Miki said with a straight face, her back iron-straight.

"No way," Fujiwara Reya whispered into her ear, "I didn’t even hold hands with those two, nowhere near as close as I am with you."

The warm breath into her ear made Kawashima Miki’s shoulders tremble unconsciously.

"What does whether you held hands with them have to do with me? Let go! Don’t touch me!" she said, starting to wriggle again in a symbolic struggle.

Fujiwara Reya tightened his arms, refusing to let her go.

Quickly, Kawashima Miki ceased struggling, nestled quietly and motionlessly in his arms.

*After so many interactions like this, she no longer resisted as much; instead, amid the enforced humiliation, she found endless joy.*

After a moment of silence, she quietly asked, "Do you really want me to become a miko?"

"Really do." Fujiwara Reya felt her firm, flat abdomen as he spoke with a relaxed and joyful tone, "Right now at Asakusa Shrine, there’s only me. It’s a bit desolate."

Kawashima Miki gave a soft hum, more tender than ever.

"Your own temperament is so good, a true classic beauty." Fujiwara Reya imagined what she would look like in a miko outfit, feeling very excited, "Without a doubt, once you put on the miko outfit, you will undergo a perfect transformation, like a moth becoming a butterfly."

Thinking of herself in a miko outfit, Kawashima Miki’s heart nearly melted, feeling warmth spreading through her whole body.

"However..." Fujiwara Reya shifted his tone.

"However what?" Kawashima Miki’s expression grew tense.

"Since you’re a yokai, letting the Onmyo-ryo people know would be quite dangerous." Fujiwara Reya said gravely.

"I knew it would be like this..."

Kawashima Miki’s face quickly dimmed.

Darn it.

*If it’s not possible, then don’t entice me with such a beautiful vision... The hope he just ignited was immediately stomped out, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth and an ache in her eyes.*

"Unless you can be my Shikigami." Fujiwara Reya said.

"?"

Kawashima Miki turned her head, eyeing him from the corner of her eye.

"If I let my Shikigami become a miko, no one would dare to say a word." Fujiwara Reya turned her body back to him, facing each other face-to-face, and asked, "Would you be willing to be my Shikigami?"

Kawashima Miki shook her head silently.

"I won’t restrict your freedom." Fujiwara Reya kissed her moist eyes, his gaze full of sincerity, "Compared to now, being my Shikigami would actually give you more freedom. After all, aren’t you under the organization’s control, unable to act freely? At least I can let you live happier, always protect you, and keep you from any nightmares."

Kawashima Miki sniffled.

*Disgusting!*

*Why do I want to cry so badly?*

"If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as you agree?" Fujiwara Reya said.

Kawashima Miki lowered her gaze, staying silent.

"Tonight, I’ll prove it to you, and tomorrow we’ll hold the Shikigami contract ceremony." Fujiwara Reya embraced her, "I have the ability to protect you, and the determination to do so."

Kawashima Miki let out a soft sound of acknowledgment.

Then she saw Fujiwara Reya’s face again moving closer, so scared that she immediately covered her face, saying nothing.

"One day, I’ll make you kiss me voluntarily." Fujiwara Reya casually laughed, resting his eyes against the pillow to take a nap.

"..."

Kawashima Miki peeked through her fingers at him: "Unless you truly love me, otherwise I’ll never do it."

"That day will come, though it won’t be now, but I think there will definitely be a day when I truly love you." Fujiwara Reya reached over to remove her hand covering her face, gazing at her blushing, charming face, "After all, you really are very cute."

"...Cute?" Kawashima Miki shyly turned her gaze away, hesitated for a while, then softly confirmed: "Really?"

"This is absolutely sincere."

"...Not just appeasing me?"

"Of course, I am appeasing you, but sincerely appeasing you."

Kawashima Miki made a sound of acknowledgment.

Gradually, her body softened, leaning into Fujiwara Reya’s embrace, and she whispered, "Be safe tonight, do you need my help?"

"Just wait for me at home."

"Okay, then have your rest, gather your strength."

"Aren’t you going to encourage me a bit?"

"...What kind of encouragement?"

"Like, hmm, calming my nerves with your body, so I can face it in the best condition?"

"...You don’t move, let me take the lead." Saying this, Kawashima Miki raised herself a bit, wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing his face to her chest, her fingers running through his hair gently, "No matter the outcome, I’m grateful. So here, I wish Mr. Fujiwara a successful campaign! Ah—bastard, don’t bite me, let go, pervert pervert!!!"

The torrential rain outside the window continued to fall.

In several directions across the sky, flocks of crows swept by, quickly converging toward Yoshiwara.

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