I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 185 - 104. Be gentle to her, make her blush, take her... Kawashima Miki is about to fall.
Chapter 185: 104. Be gentle to her, make her blush, take her... Kawashima Miki is about to fall.
Empress Bubble Bath, ninth floor.
The sunset glow shone into the room from the west sky through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the interior in golden hues.
"Click~"
The door opened. freёnovelkiss.com
Kawashima Miki casually kicked off her high heels, carrying two large shopping bags as she hummed Utada Hikaru’s "Beautiful World" on her way to the kitchen.
♪If I had just one wish
♪That could be granted
♪I want to sleep beside you
♪No matter where it is
♪Beautiful world
♪I would gaze at you without hesitation
♪Beautiful boy
♪You still don’t know your own beauty, do you?
♪It’s only love
Her feet, wrapped in black, stepped onto the carpet, as soft as walking on clouds.
Kawashima Miki’s heart felt like it was floating on clouds too.
When she’s happy, no matter what song she sings, she can relate it to herself.
Entering the kitchen, she bent down, carefully wrapping the week’s worth of food in one of the paper bags in cling film, placing them piece by piece into the fridge. The best fresh ingredients, various vegetables and fruits, fish and meat, dairy and cheese, juice, a dozen eggs. Of all these, less than a third is for her; the rest is prepared for Fujiwara Reya.
No, no!
After putting things away, Kawashima Miki took a carton of milk, leaned against the fridge door, and sipped while refuting her previous thoughts in her mind.
That rude little brat can’t possibly be considered a Beautiful boy!
Humph!
Jerk!
I won’t let you take the lead!
Wait to be drained dry!
Finishing the milk, she crushed the carton and tossed it into the trash can.
Kawashima Miki carried the other paper bag to the wardrobe room.
The bag contained a new bathrobe and several sets of loungewear purchased at the Ginza Mall, four short-sleeved T-shirts. All were simple designs without any patterns. Sizes were bought according to her memory of Fujiwara Reya’s body, even including underwear, thoroughly thought out.
After putting the clothes away, she put on slippers and went to the balcony to trim the succulents she was growing there. With scissors in hand, she trimmed the excess branches, shaping them into cute, round shapes. In her ten years in Tokyo, she enjoyed trimming her succulents whenever she felt troubled, helping her calm down and think things through more rationally.
However...
The more she trimmed today, the more agitated she felt.
"Really..."
"It’s six o’clock already!" Kawashima Miki raised her wrist to look at her watch, "He left so early in the morning and hasn’t sent a single message yet, so annoying!"
She tossed the scissors aside in annoyance.
Heading back inside, she angrily kicked off her shoes, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV.
The large screen occupying half of the wall was playing the Japanese drama "No Working Today," where the incredibly handsome Sota presses the intelligent, bespectacled beauty heroine against the elevator wall in a kabedon. Initially, the heroine resists, then slowly succumbs...
So silly!
"This woman is so silly!"
Kawashima Miki blushed as she scolded the screen.
"Being trapped in a kabedon, she should kick him where it hurts, how could she not resist at all!... Hmm, this leading guy isn’t as handsome as that brat, and the woman isn’t as pretty as me... Ahh, what am I thinking, why am I putting myself in her place, he never even kabedon-ed me—"
Speaking of which.
Is such an embarrassing thing... really that sweet?
Imagining herself being kabedon-ed, Kawashima Miki’s face flushed and her heart raced. She hastily turned off the TV, covering her face with her hands and taking several deep breaths.
"Ah—"
Suddenly.
Kawashima Miki jumped off the sofa, bounced around a few times.
"Ah—"
Then she turned around and flopped back down on the sofa, hugging a pillow tightly, her legs wrapped in black tights also clamped down on a pillow.
"Hmm—"
"You can’t think about this—"
Her red face buried deep in the pillow, the sounds coming from Kawashima Miki grew more and more suggestive.
"How could you fantasize about being kabedon-ed by a brat—"
She rolled her body to the right.
"Hmm—" rolled to the left.
"Smooch~"
Her lips touched the pillow.
The pillow clamped between her legs twisted out of shape due to intense friction.
"No, Fujiwara Reya, stop—"
Kawashima Miki yelped, merging two pillows into one, then flipped over, lying on the sofa with her legs floundering up and down.
"Kawashima Miki, listen to me!"
"Even if your body submits to power, your heart cannot! At least until that brat confesses, you can’t like him, absolutely cannot! Otherwise, you’d be completely defeated—"
Just then, the phone suddenly rang.
Kawashima Miki was startled, her gaze shifting stealthily as if afraid someone would catch sight of her earlier antics. Confirming she’s alone in the house, she sighed in relief, her heart pounding, as she answered the call.
"Hello, madam~"
It’s that annoying brat!
"What do you want!" Kawashima Miki asked harshly.
"I’ll be home soon, and I’m starving, make me something delicious."
Kawashima Miki snorted impatiently: "No, eat out yourself. And please use the term ’come over’, not ’come back’. This is my place, not yours!"
"Whatever, I’m really hungry."
"I’ll make some nasty food to poison you."
"As long as it’s made by you, I love to eat it."
"Ugh, disgusting!"
"What’s wrong with you? You sound a bit out of breath..."
"Hanging up, stop bothering me—"
Without hesitation, she hung up the phone. Kawashima Miki took a deep breath, thinking luckily she ended the call quickly, or he would surely tease her.
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