I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 146 - 94. Kawashima Miki’s official first kiss, not happening tonight...

Chapter 146: 94. Kawashima Miki’s official first kiss, not happening tonight...

The chandelier was still unlit, and the heavy curtains were drawn tight.

The burning candle cast a warm glow over the room. Kawashima Miki lay on the soft carpet, her hands clasped in front of her chest in a very docile manner, resembling a small kitten.

The glimpse of white, tender skin between her short skirt and thigh-high stockings was exposed before Fujiwara Reya, causing him to swallow involuntarily.

The sound of the rustling rain filled the air with an ambiguous atmosphere. Kawashima Miki bit her lower lip lightly, her cheeks flushed. When she saw Fujiwara Reya lift her legs, she quickly turned her face away, avoiding his gaze.

On the surface, she appeared calm, but her lightly trembling legs and shoulders betrayed her inner tension.

Her legs, wrapped in black stockings, gleamed faintly in the candlelight, appearing glossy and lustrous. The T-shaped thong at the hem of her short skirt, edged with red-black lace, was just barely visible.

Fujiwara Reya’s hands rested on her rounded ankles, gently caressing them for a moment. Then he lifted them, bringing her delicate, beautiful stockinged feet to his face, letting them come perfectly into view.

"You..." Kawashima Miki instinctively pulled her feet back.

Fujiwara Reya pulled them back, cradling them in his palms as if they were a treasure, "Don’t move."

Her long, beautiful legs were wrapped in black stockings, with slim, well-proportioned calves and thighs that retained a hint of fleshiness, utterly perfect. The delicate, exquisite feet lay together in his hands, the soles facing his gaze. Through the thin stockings, the soft, tender flesh of the soles was clearly visible, the skin as delicate as milk.

Although it wasn’t his first time admiring Kawashima Miki’s beautiful feet, Fujiwara Reya couldn’t help but praise in his heart, *Her little feet are truly lovely.*

Her feet were shaped beautifully and rounded, slender and elegant, well-maintained, with smooth, rosy skin that looked as delicious as jelly.

"..."

Kawashima Miki bit her lower lip.

Her round, egg-shaped face was unbelievably red, as red as red could be, with even her neck and the roots of her ears flushed, reminiscent of a forest of autumn maples in full crimson bloom.

The feet cradled in Fujiwara Reya’s hands had ten exquisitely cute toes lined up neatly. The seam at the tip of the stockings was slightly pushed up by the toes, turning the stockings somewhat transparent, with her pale pink toenails faintly visible.

After gently stroking them for a moment, he brought the two beautiful feet to his nose and sniffed. Since she had just changed into the stockings and had just taken a bath, there was no unpleasant odor, only her rose-scented body fragrance and a faint scent of laundry detergent.

"..." Kawashima Miki’s cheeks were red as she unconsciously put a forefinger in her mouth and nibbled lightly to ease her nerves, complaining teasingly, "Why would you smell there? Do you have some kind of perverted fetish...?"

"I’m very sensitive to smells," Fujiwara Reya said.

Kawashima Miki asked while biting her fingers, "Sensitive how?" free𝑤ebnovel.com

"I can tell a person’s current state or even a bit of their secret thoughts from their scent," Fujiwara Reya said, pressing the soles of her feet against his cheeks, "For example, does Miss want to remove those bothersome clothes right now?"

"..."

Kawashima Miki turned her head and glared at him.

She seemed to want to say something but opened her mouth, felt a bit embarrassed, and finally gave up on the idea of speaking, resorting to biting her fingers again.

The searing breath through the thin black stockings fell on the tender soles, tickling a bit. Her feet unconsciously squeezed Fujiwara Reya’s face, the two big toes standing high and the remaining eight little toes curling up shyly.

Soon, her feet started to sweat.

Kawashima Miki became increasingly uncomfortable and wanted to pull her feet back.

"Wait," Fujiwara Reya wasn’t about to let her have her way.

"Like a little dog..." Kawashima Miki couldn’t help but mutter.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, she suddenly pushed with her feet, pressing them against Fujiwara Reya’s nose and sending him tumbling backward. Then she quickly sat up, kneeling and tucking her legs beneath her.

Fujiwara Reya crawled back, wrapped his arms around her waist, and laid her back down on the carpet.

The rain outside continued.

Time in the room seemed to come to a standstill, with a warm, sweet scent accumulating.

"...Fujiwara."

"Hmm?"

"Does becoming a Shikigami mean I have to listen to you in everything?"

"In theory, yes."

In the flickering candlelight, Kawashima Miki blinked slowly.

The room was silent and still. Although the wind and rain outside could be faintly heard, an atmosphere of separation from the outside world pervaded.

"But I won’t force you to do anything!" Fujiwara Reya hastily added.

Upon hearing this, Kawashima Miki immediately questioned in a harsh tone, as if in reproach, "You even thought about forcing me?"

"..."

Fujiwara Reya thought to himself, *Haven’t I forced you enough times already?*

Seeing his guilty look, Kawashima Miki let out a gentle laugh.

Then she rested her head on Fujiwara Reya’s shoulder, her nose pressed against his neck, speaking without moving.

For once, she spoke a lot about herself.

Things from her childhood, her growth process, her experiences in Tokyo, she recounted in unusually dense and delicate detail.

"Divine Envoy?" Fujiwara Reya raised his eyebrow slightly.

"Yes, that was his code name." Kawashima Miki said as she fetched white wine from the fridge, opened it with a bottle opener, poured it into two glasses, and then fiddled with the record player.

Fujiwara Reya took a sip.

The wine was sweet and refreshing, as if it had been stored in a cellar for a long time.

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