I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 143 - 93. Kawashima Miki feels she has done it again (achieved ten thousand words)

Chapter 143: 93. Kawashima Miki feels she has done it again (achieved ten thousand words)

Night.

The Empress’s bubble bath on the ninth floor.

The rain outside poured heavily, and you could hear it even inside the room.

Kawashima Miki was taking a bath, Fujiwara Reya was a bit hungry, so he chopped a few stalks of celery in the kitchen, mixed them with mayonnaise, eating and drinking beer at the same time. Halfway through, a phone call came, it was from Asuka.

"What are you up to, Senpai?"

"Chewing celery and drinking beer in the kitchen."

"How miserable!"

"There’s nothing miserable about it," Fujiwara Reya said while eating, "there are far more miserable things in the world that you just haven’t noticed."

"Where are you, Senpai?"

"In Yoshiwara."

"Bubble bath?"

"Congratulations on guessing correctly, kouhai!"

"Ahhhh—"

On the other end of the line, there was the sound of the kouhai freaking out.

"I’m so worried about you, and here you are joking around," she complained, "tomorrow is the trustees meeting! Mom said she would criticize you, I came looking for you to discuss countermeasures."

"Sorry, not now." Fujiwara Reya answered, "I’m currently handling a very important matter, can’t be disturbed, so apologies."

With that.

A decisive beep, shutting down the phone.

Fujiwara Reya washed the dishes, went to the living room sofa to watch TV.

On Tokyo TV Station’s evening news, the reporter was covering the flooding inside Akasaka Mitsuke Station and the suspension of several train lines. Seeing that it was about time, he shouted towards the bathroom, "Madam, please hurry."

"Got it, why are you rushing—"

Kawashima Miki shouted impatiently.

Feeling somewhat unsettled in the bathroom, she was doing the usual stretching exercises naked in the bathtub. After nearly half an hour of wearing herself out, she lay in the empty tub, listening attentively to the flow of her blood, heeding the intense messages from her heart.

Next to her on a small stool, there was iced tea.

She took a sip,

Without taste, as if her mouth was stuffed with cotton, absorbing all flavors.

"Alas..."

Kawashima Miki sighed.

She turned on the hot water, soaking herself entirely, enjoying it with closed eyes.

Her consciousness slowly dimmed, falling back into a self-woven dreamscape.

Amidst the ruins where cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

A salty sea breeze blew from the spring sea, in an instant dispersing the illusory splendor of the present world.

Among the sky full of petals, there was a particularly conspicuous figure.

This time, Kawashima Miki clearly saw the person’s face, without a doubt, it was that detestable brat.

"Little spider," he said, "come over here."

Kawashima Miki moved her spider-like legs, approaching him.

The fallen petals landed on her face, her hair, her bare shoulders, seemingly intending to nurture her into cherry blossom color.

"Is this the result you wanted?" His eyes didn’t blink, "In other words, to free you from bondage, to uphold yourself, to find belonging... is it?"

"That’s right, I want a place to belong..." Kawashima Miki lowered her gaze, "I... since birth until now, haven’t had a place to stand... so, I want to gain a place to reside."

"If you want it, you want the best... is that right?"

"Anyone would think that, it’s only natural."

Kawashima Miki said defiantly.

He gazed coldly.

"Indeed... I think so too. Your own qualifications are outstanding, and it would be a pity to let them vanish beyond the uncertain time horizon."

"Thank you for the compliment, but it’s undeserved."

Kawashima Miki smiled slightly.

However, the flying cherry-colored fragments blurred her expression, as if also crying.

In truth, she really did feel like crying.

The sorrow and bitterness were real.

"Even so, what you did before was excessive."

"If I remained silent, no one would give me a place to reside."

"So you’re willing to leave countless corpses along the way?"

Kawashima Miki looked at his eyebrows and said, "Why are you suddenly full of righteousness? It’s not like you at all. When facing me, you use every coercion and threat..."

"You’re a bad person."

"So sly. Why should you speak to me from a good person’s standpoint..."

"Because what I’m doing," he smiled, "allows me to stand from a good person’s standpoint."

Kawashima Miki squinted her eyes.

The brat’s face became clearer and clearer in her sight.

"Kawashima Miki—"

The wind ceased.

Cherry blossoms gently fell.

He turned and walked over.

Kawashima Miki’s shoulders quivered, yet she did not retreat.

"You can’t escape, just comply with me." With that, he reached out and embraced the Spider Girl.

"You..."

Kawashima Miki momentarily forgot to act tough.

This frivolity, to a woman, was a humiliation. This brat liked to seize on this point to intimidate her.

Stop.

Unable to stop.

The cherry blossoms swirled and fell.

"You are the unstable factors operating without order, capable of spontaneously producing web-like structures, continuously spawning new troubles. You participate in the planning, initiate the actions..."

"I..."

"Subjectively and objectively, proactively and passively, the initiated plans will perpetually generate new troubles. So in the end... the organization’s plan is realized, but conversely, you lose a lot."

"Lose..."

"Everything is..."

"No..." Kawashima Miki shook her head, the cherry blossoms fluttering as she stubbornly said, "That isn’t losing, it’s just what I discarded, what I expelled!"

"Then why are you terrified?" he asked sternly, "you... actually are very sad. So many of your kind have died, implicating so many unrelated strangers..."

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