I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 187 - 104. Be gentle to her, make her blush, take her... Kawashima Miki is about to fall._3

Chapter 187: 104. Be gentle to her, make her blush, take her... Kawashima Miki is about to fall._3

Fujiwara Reya wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.

"What are you doing, so many people are watching..." Kawashima Miki held the flowers protectively to her chest, blushing as she looked at him warily, "Let go of me first, we can talk when we get home."

"You’re willing to say ’go home’ now?" Fujiwara Reya looked at her, his eyes full of gentle and mischievous smiles.

Caught in such a loving gaze, Kawashima Miki couldn’t help but feel the urge to do whatever he said, her earlier resistance seemingly vanishing instantly.

"I did great today," Fujiwara Reya said, lowering his head closer to her line of sight, "As my wife, shouldn’t you reward your husband who worked hard outside all day?"

"Wife, husband—"

The girl at the reception desk shouted frantically.

In an instant, everyone in the lobby turned their eyes this way.

"Let me go first..." Kawashima Miki turned her flushed face away, staring at the polished marble floor, speaking in a small, trembling voice: "It’s embarrassing with so many people watching; they’ll laugh at me tomorrow..."

"Let them laugh." Fujiwara Reya rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "The mysterious and noble Empress, rumored to be ruthless, is now in my arms with her exquisite body, how could I let go so easily?"

"You..." Kawashima Miki bit her lower lip.

Her cheeks were as red as the roses in front of their chests, and her misty eyes were even more dazzling than the crystal chandelier above them.

"Hold me tight." Fujiwara Reya urged.

"No, I can’t..." Kawashima Miki looked down at the flowers in her hands, searching for an excuse, she said: "I’m holding flowers..."

"The flowers are in between, they won’t fall." Fujiwara Reya smiled gently at her.

Kawashima Miki bit her lower lip, feeling conflicted.

"Come on," Fujiwara Reya continued to urge.

"You, don’t rush me..."

"Come on!"

"..."

"If you don’t hug me, I’m going to kiss you right here in front of everyone."

"...You, bastard!" Kawashima Miki felt a bit humiliated, yet there was an inexplicable tingling sensation in her heart. She resisted only slightly before letting go of the flowers, wrapping her arms around him, pressing against his broad back.

Fujiwara Reya gently pushed her away.

The flowers fell between them, landing at their feet.

"Eh?"

Kawashima Miki was stunned.

The next second, a powerful force pulled her tightly into Fujiwara Reya’s embrace. Without the flowers in the way, she could clearly feel the young man’s broad chest and his strong, muscular arms.

"Wife’s body is so warm."

"...Stop talking nonsense." Kawashima Miki’s delicate little hand gently gripped the fabric on his back, absorbing the fresh, forest-like scent from his body, closing her eyes tightly as if unable to face him.

"Today we acquired another piece of land." Fujiwara Reya’s nose brushed against her ear and neck, lightly inhaling her fragrance, "Soon, there’ll be two Asakusa Shrines. Then there’ll be a third, a fourth... Wife, you have to help me manage them well."

As he spoke, his chest rose and fell slightly, and you could feel the strong beating of his heart, proving he wasn’t lying.

Kawashima Miki opened her eyes slightly, looking at his chin illuminated by the light: "I can’t..."

"Take your time, anyway, you have a knack for making money. As the chief priestess of Asakusa Shrine, the development and growth of the shrine will depend on you, wife."

"..."

Kawashima Miki’s brow furrowed slightly.

She withdrew her hands from behind Fujiwara Reya, grabbing his collar: "You just want to use me as labor; that’s why you want me to become a priestess, right!"

"What else?" Fujiwara Reya looked at her with a smile.

"Hmph!"

Kawashima Miki’s expression turned cold.

She turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

"Could it be that..." Fujiwara Reya turned her chin back toward him, watching her stubborn expression, raising his eyebrows, "You don’t want to show your abilities and just want to be a pretty face at Asakusa Shrine? If that’s the case, I don’t mind, I can afford to support you anyway."

Kawashima Miki’s expression improved a bit.

"And besides, managing money is such a good thing," Fujiwara Reya blinked, his hand finding her beautiful leg, touching the thin layer of black stockings, "From now on, you’ll be in charge of the household money, and I won’t be able to go around spending lavishly."

Kawashima Miki’s expression brightened: "Now that’s more like it."

No sooner had she spoken, she suddenly realized she might have fallen into Fujiwara Reya’s trap again. Seeing the mischievous smile on his face, Kawashima Miki quickly covered her face with her hands, crossing her legs tightly, silently pushing against his chest with her elbows, preventing his body from getting closer.

"Let’s go home." Fujiwara Reya released her and bent to pick up the roses.

Only then did Kawashima Miki release her hand, revealing her rosy cheeks.

Holding the flowers in one hand and her warm, soft hand in the other, Fujiwara Reya started walking towards the stairs, glancing casually, his eyebrow twitching suddenly.

Opposite him, the serious Inspector Mr. Suzuki, who wasn’t off to a bubble bath, blushed for a while, finally managing to say: "Little wizard, what a coincidence..."

"Uh, not a coincidence at all..." Fujiwara Reya felt he needed to explain something, "Don’t misunderstand, I’m actually..."

"Eh? You two..."

He turned around.

The serious Ito Priest’s lip twitched, and he said in a daze: "What a coincidence."

"You know each other?" Kawashima Miki asked with a graceful smile.

Fujiwara Reya frantically signaled with his eyes.

Just about to speak, Inspector Suzuki’s mouth clammed shut.

However, Ito Priest, seemingly not grasping the situation, nodded directly, saying: "We know each other, we had plans to go for a bubble bath at noon."

"Do you want a bubble bath?" Kawashima Miki noticed Fujiwara Reya’s expression suddenly becoming extraordinarily gentle.

"Uh, we’re just having a meal and chatting, didn’t mention any bubble baths..." Fujiwara Reya felt a chill, hurriedly releasing her hand and gestured for the others to head towards the elevator, "There’s a restaurant on the fifth floor, let’s go up."

Kawashima Miki, holding the flowers with a cold smile, followed behind.

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