I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 144 - 93. Kawashima Miki feels she has done it again (achieved ten thousand words)_2

Chapter 144: 93. Kawashima Miki feels she has done it again (achieved ten thousand words)_2

"I..."

Kawashima Miki suddenly felt very sad.

Because, despite having countless faces with different personalities, her inner emotions were always just one.

At this moment, the little devil spoke in a tone that was either advising or resigned: "Will you continue doing what you’ve been doing in the future? To be honest, whether you are sad or in pain in the future, I don’t really care. You have strength and a smart mind, which makes me be in awe of you. However, if you continue like this for long... you will collapse."

After speaking, the little devil said no more.

Kawashima Miki also smiled.

"Yes," she said, "I might as well... heed your advice."

Before the little devil could speak, she continued: "But you have to say something considerate..."

The sound was dispersed by the spring breeze.

Although the little devil didn’t hear clearly, he understood her meaning and nodded.

Under the blooming cherry blossoms, Kawashima Miki donned her cherry-colored new clothes, her view filled only with dancing petals.

"Now that things have come to this, I won’t admit defeat in front of you; I will live stronger than you, stronger than anyone. Because..." she said quietly, resolutely, "...this is the truth of Luo Xinfu." novelbuddy-cσ๓

The scene pauses here.

"Ah—"

"Bastard, don’t touch my butt—"

In the steamy heat, Kawashima Miki flailed in the bathtub.

After swallowing some of her bathwater and coughing violently, she finally came back to her senses. Leaning against the edge of the tub, she recalled the content of her dream while staring at the bathroom chandelier.

"Really..." she muttered, "Kawashima Miki, you fool, how could you persuade yourself to give in so easily!"

But at this point, there didn’t seem much to dwell on.

From now on, she thought, I should embrace him more, understand his thoughts, hold him tightly.

After all, it’s something I long for.

Even if just for a moment, as long as it gives me peace of mind.

With this in mind, Kawashima Miki took a deep breath.

Her heart felt empty, somewhat relieved, somewhat saddened. The bright light overhead shone down, as bright as the first summer in her memory.

Getting out of the bathtub, Kawashima Miki groggily combed her hair in the mirror, put on makeup, and applied brightly colored lipstick to her lips.

"Hey..." she stuck her head out and asked, "What kind of clothes do you want me to wear?"

"Office attire!" Fujiwara Reya replied without hesitation, "Sexy lingerie with garters and stockings, black high heels with red soles, preferably with an elegant updo and a pair of classy gold-rimmed glasses."

"...Pervert!"

Blushing, Kawashima Miki whispered a curse at him.

Wrapped in a robe, she left the bathroom and walked into the spacious walk-in closet, bending over with her plump, white buttocks raised high. She slid one slim, long leg after another into a pair of stockings, straightened up, and pulled them tightly to mid-thigh, flicking the edge with her finger.

Next, she put on her lingerie, attaching the garter straps to the lace belt on her waist, finally tugging a few times to adjust the fit.

The movements were so graceful and serene, yet undeniably sexy.

After putting on her stockings and lingerie, Kawashima Miki turned back towards the living room with a flushed face. Without saying anything, she changed into a silk shirt hanging in the closet, the thin kind that’s almost transparent. Then she put on a short skirt, swaying her hips a few times in front of the mirror.

"I look gorgeous!"

Complimenting herself, Kawashima Miki bent over once more, fetched a pair of backless black high heels with red soles from the shoe cabinet, and slipped them onto her small feet wrapped in black silk stockings. She then fixed her clothes and hair, elegantly turned around, and began practicing expressions in the mirror.

She recalled the look of Faye Dunaway from "The Thomas Crown Affair," putting on a cold expression.

Like a sharp, cold knife.

Cool and sexy career woman, perfectly matched with formal attire.

Finally, she turned off the lights, and with confident steps, headed to the living room.

"Tap, tap, tap, tap..."

The sound grew closer, crisp and clear, very imposing. Just by hearing these poised footsteps, one could surmise the woman approaching was a career-oriented woman with a cold, strong-willed personality.

Fujiwara Reya turned off the TV and sat up straight.

A moment later, the stunning woman in a black office suit came into view.

A round, classical oval face, elegant black hair coiled at the back, deep and sharp eyes, sensually red lips exuded the unique charm of a mature woman. Her figure was undoubtedly good, taller than 168 cm, with hardly any excess flesh, a slender waist, and a full, round bust; the black garters and high-heeled shoes perfectly showcased her perky hips, while her legs were sleek and long, radiating the intellect and poise of a career woman.

"Marvelous!" Fujiwara Reya couldn’t help but exclaim.

Stockings and high heels paired with office attire, her alluring body combined with an icy expression of restraint—he couldn’t resist this kind of allure.

"Hmph!"

Kawashima Miki wore a frosty expression.

She sat down directly on the sofa, crossed her arms, and propped up one leg without looking at anyone.

"Madam," Fujiwara Reya leaned in, "shall we get started right away, or talk about feelings first?"

Kawashima Miki turned her head slightly to look out the window, seemingly watching the night rain.

It seemed like they were going to talk about feelings first.

"This outfit looks truly lovely on you." Fujiwara Reya decided to start with a compliment.

"What do you like about it?" Kawashima Miki turned her head back, looking at him with disdain, "If you can’t say, I’ll step on you tonight."

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