I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 154 - 96. Simple morning, Luo Xinfu’s new skin and... the sadness of Snow Treasure
Chapter 154: 96. Simple morning, Luo Xinfu’s new skin and... the sadness of Snow Treasure
Just before dawn, the darkest hour, Fujiwara Reya woke up from the bed.
Through the gap in the curtains, the Sky Tree faintly emitted a brilliant glow. It was unclear if it was still raining. Beside him came the warm, fuzzy sensation of a little spider. Turning his head, he could see her sleeping silhouette.
His head still felt a bit heavy.
It was like someone was drilling a hole in his skull and stuffing something long inside, continuously pushing it in. He waved his hand, trying to brush away the invisible rope, but to no avail. The sensation persisted.
Fujiwara Reya sat up, rubbing both sides of his head with his palms.
No holes, nothing drilling in.
He glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, which showed 5:15 a.m.
"Ah~"
Fujiwara Reya yawned, forcing himself awake.
He got out of bed, about to wash his face and brush his teeth, when he stepped on something round and soft.
It was Kawashima Miki.
The step woke her up.
"Why aren’t you sleeping in bed?" Fujiwara Reya crouched down, laying directly on top of her.
Kawashima Miki pushed against his chest with both hands, mumbling, "Who wants to sleep with you? Get up, don’t crush me."
In the dim light, she was wearing a white bathrobe, revealing her fair legs and slender feet resting on Fujiwara Reya’s waist. Her lips carried a shy, playful smile, looking particularly gentle and lazy.
"I have a bit of a headache," Fujiwara Reya said.
"Eh?"
Kawashima Miki’s voice instantly grew tense.
"Let me rest on you for a while, darling." Saying this, Fujiwara Reya tilted his head, his lips landing on her ivory-like neck. One hand naturally slipped into her bathrobe.
"..."
Kawashima Miki instinctively shrank her neck.
Feeling ticklish, she twitched, then felt a warmth in her lower belly. She curled up slightly, remarking half-jokingly, "Be serious." She then slipped her hand into the bathrobe, holding Fujiwara Reya’s hand firmly.
He couldn’t continue exploring upwards.
Fujiwara Reya, disappointed, could only clutch her belly, savoring the sensation.
"How is your body, dear?" Kawashima Miki’s face flushed slightly.
"Very healthy, smooth, and charming all over."
"That’s good."
"You could gain a bit more weight; I wouldn’t mind a little belly."
"I mind!"
"A bit of chub makes a better pillow."
"Get off, get off."
"Let me take a good look when you take off your clothes later."
"You wish!" Kawashima Miki, ultimately still an unworldly mature demon, although temporarily compliant with Fujiwara Reya in her heart, couldn’t fully embrace his teasing. After he patted her belly for a while, she pressed her hand coldly against his shoulder, pushing hard, saying, "Don’t bother me early in the morning. How are you feeling now?"
"Still a bit of a headache." Fujiwara Reya lay down beside her, massaging his temple. "I need to smell your feet to feel better."
"...You pervert!"
Kawashima Miki scolded him softly, sitting up, moving his head onto her thighs, and gently massaging him.
"I’ll massage like this to see if it helps."
Cool fingertips pressed against his swollen temples felt very comforting.
Fujiwara Reya, his cheek resting on her thighs, squinted contently. It was probably still raining outside as there was a faint scent of rain. The air conditioning made the room comfortably dry. Her thighs were fresh and soft, reminiscent of grass at the edge of a springtime forest. If he were to roll over now, he could roll directly into the warm, dim forest.
"Feeling better?"
"Much better, thanks, darling."
"You’re welcome." Kawashima Miki smiled softly, her round face exuding the charm of a youthful wife.
Fujiwara Reya opened his eyes, sincerely saying, "But I still need to smell your feet to fully recover."
"..."
Kawashima Miki’s smile froze.
In the dim room, she first frowned, gazed at Fujiwara Reya, then glanced at Luo Xinfu deeply asleep on the bed. She didn’t say a word during the process, and after a long, long pause, seemed to make up her mind, taking a deep breath, "You can only look, no smelling!" frёewebnoѵēl.com
Her wording was firm, but the tone felt insecure.
After saying this, Kawashima Miki bit her lip, sitting at the edge of the bed, and lifted the hem of her bathrobe.
Then she extended her slim, delicate leg, her soft white foot tremblingly emerged, the sole facing upwards, only allowing him to see the tender pink underside.
Fujiwara Reya immediately reached out and grabbed it.
In the center of her sole, there was a small area the size of a marshmallow that was indented and fun to press.
Kawashima Miki slightly leaned back her neck, clutching the bedsheets tightly, her face suffused with a blush. "Are you done?"
"Why do your feet smell like roses?" Fujiwara Reya asked curiously.
"I soak them in dried rose petals..." Kawashima Miki replied, her voice fresh and dewy as if just out of the bath. She quickly drew back her foot, hiding it under the covers, then smiled serenely, lightly flicking Fujiwara Reya’s nose with her finger, "I want to go back to sleep and await your good news."
Fujiwara Reya kissed the back of her hand, "Just enjoy your sleep in peace."
Exiting the room, after washing up, he headed straight to the kitchen. Although he wasn’t particularly hungry, his stomach was growling, so he needed to eat something. Unfortunately, Kawashima Miki’s fridge didn’t have much exciting food. He only found two tomatoes, a bit of whole grain cereal, and a large bottle of milk.
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