I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 200 - 106. Rosy High School Life - Speaking of the Little Devil’s Teasing (10,000 Words)_7

Chapter 200: 106. Rosy High School Life - Speaking of the Little Devil’s Teasing (10,000 Words)_7

Before he could finish his words, Kasahara Asuka pushed Fujiwara Reya down onto the toilet seat.

Then she stood in front of him, gently lifting her skirt to let the senior admire his handiwork.

On her fair and rosy skin, the black marker pen marks were particularly eye-catching.

"Are my writings really that ugly..." Fujiwara Reya felt his face begin to heat up.

He wasn’t someone who got embarrassed easily.

If it were Kawashima Miki, he would certainly have pounced already.

"Does it look good, senpai?" Kasahara Asuka looked at him, blushing.

"Well..." Fujiwara Reya cautiously asked, "Isn’t your skirt a bit too short? What if you make a big move and someone sees it?"

"What do you think?"

Kasahara Asuka gave a playful smile.

Then, she stepped over his legs and straddled his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The colors and sounds of the whole world seemed to disappear; all Fujiwara Reya could hear was her gentle breathing, and see her clear, tea-colored eyes.

"Senpai, hehe~~"

Although Kasahara Asuka seemed a bit shy, her expression was still somewhat excited.

"Are you going to the senior’s house this weekend?" Her misty eyes gazed into Fujiwara Reya’s.

"Uh, yes," Fujiwara Reya replied, "after all..."

"Hug Asuka when you talk." The little devil opened her arms, gesturing for a hug.

"..."

Fujiwara Reya cautiously reached out, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

"After all, I haven’t been to her house in two months. If I don’t go, she’ll scold me..."

Kasahara Asuka remained silent.

Her body leaned against the senior’s chest, she panted lightly while one hand gently tugged on the senior’s collar. Perhaps from feeling embarrassed, she had already closed her eyes. Or maybe she was evaluating in her mind how it felt to be held by the senior, deciding what stance to take with him next.

Fujiwara Reya didn’t know what she felt.

In any case, he felt very comfortable, his arms wrapped around the junior’s slender waist, his nose filled with her citrus scent. He felt like he could stay here all afternoon without ever getting tired of it.

After a while.

Kasahara Asuka suddenly noticed something, and she lifted her butt up a bit.

"...Haha." Fujiwara Reya looked at her delicate small face and clear eyes, feeling like this wasn’t right, and quickly said, "Let’s go out, class is about to start in the afternoon."

"Wait a little longer."

Kasahara Asuka sat back down heavily.

"Ow~" Fujiwara Reya cried out in pain.

Kasahara Asuka held a finger to her lips: "Shh~"

"Don’t be so loud," the little devil blinked her eyes, smiling at him, "unless senpai wants everyone to know you brought me into the bathroom."

"What do you want to do?" Fujiwara Reya had no choice but to continue holding her.

"Hehe, of course, I want to turn senpai into Asuka’s little puppy," Kasahara Asuka’s delicate, cute face was full of innocence and charm, "You’re going to the senior’s house tomorrow; what if she seduces you?"

"Do you think the senior is as flirtatious as you are?" Fujiwara Reya said with a mix of annoyance and amusement as he ruffled her hair.

"I don’t care, I just can’t let it happen." Kasahara Asuka pouted, biting her lip, "Senpai never tells the truth. You promised to go get piercings with me, but every time I ask you, you’re either studying or reading, never coming shopping with me."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, alright?" Fujiwara Reya admitted his mistake.

"Go to the senior’s house on Sunday, but first go get piercings with Asuka on Saturday." Kasahara Asuka commanded, her cute little white-socked foot lifting up and then using her knee to support on Fujiwara Reya’s thigh, kneeling in front of him, "You can only go wearing the symbol of Asuka and your love!"

"Love?"

"Yes, love."

"Where’s the love in this?"

"Hehe, there is now." Kasahara Asuka tugged at his tie, her forehead touching his, her head moving side to side, "With us holding each other so intimately, feeling so happy inside, isn’t that love already."

Where their foreheads met was warm.

Every time she shook her head, her orange locks would scramble playfully like mischievous kittens.

"It’s not that simple..." Fujiwara Reya sighed, holding her shoulders, "You’re just young, curious about relationships, easy to get excited. Think more rationally, and you’ll see it’s not really like that."

"Hm, that makes sense." Kasahara Asuka stared into his eyes just inches away, pondering for a moment, then suddenly said, "Every time I get close to senpai, smell senpai’s scent, Asuka feels contented inside, wanting to stick together with senpai. But if I don’t see you for a few days, that feeling fades away. What do you think causes this?"

Of course, Fujiwara Reya knew why.

He was a Mountain God, representing the land and nature, naturally exuding an aura that was attractive to living beings.

Anyone who spent enough time with him would inevitably be drawn to him, or nature itself. This divine charm had nothing to do with actual love, he understood that, and so he had never felt proud due to his popularity.

Fujiwara Reya was crafting the words in his mind to explain all this.

However, Kasahara Asuka happily snuggled closer, resting her head on his shoulder, and said in a sweet voice, "But after all, senpai is the only one who makes my heart flutter. I’ve never felt like this with anyone else. Anyway, Asuka’s old enough for a relationship, so why not try it out. If I end up disliking it, I’ll just dump senpai."

"Uh..."

Faced with such a modern outlook on love, Fujiwara Reya couldn’t argue back.

After all, there’s no law that says once you’re in a relationship, you must stay together forever; breaking up doesn’t get you executed.

"Hehe, is senpai moved?" Kasahara Asuka knelt on his legs, whispering close to his ear, "Are Asuka’s legs nice, huh? Hurry up and touch them. You’re such a block; if you don’t touch them now, who knows how long you’ll have to wait for the next chance."

Fujiwara Reya lowered his gaze, looking at her white knee-high socks under her pleated skirt.

He couldn’t help but reach out, placing his hand on her slender leg, gently stroking. In the quiet restroom stall, a soft rustling sound filled the air.

"That’s wonderful~"

Kasahara Asuka, her little face flushed, breathed quickly and said in an entranced voice, "This is the feeling Asuka likes." With her voice filled with charm, she leaned against Fujiwara Reya, closing her eyes with her eyelashes lightly trembling, appearing both surprised and shy, bereft of her usual vivaciousness and boldness.

Then, her warm soft hand began her first exploration on Fujiwara Reya’s body.

The cheeks pressed close together.

So hot they felt feverish, both of them were like that.

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After a long time, they finally returned to the cafeteria.

Hoshimi Rinko’s beautiful little face looked somewhat impatient.

When she saw Fujiwara Reya emerge, she muttered, "I almost called the police to find you." After saying this, she lifted her head and chest, her cool and beautiful little face gazing forward as her graceful, ebony hair swayed with each step as she walked away.

Watching the senior’s silhouette disappear, Fujiwara Reya exhaled like he had deflated.

Feeling a bit weak-kneed, he turned to look at the similarly weak-kneed junior hiding behind him, noticing her small ears turning red through her hair. After thinking for a moment, he found nothing else to say and simply ruffled her hair: "Let’s get the piercings tomorrow."

"Hehe~"

Kasahara Asuka lifted her face.

The remnants of their excitement left mischievous laughter on her flushed face.

For a moment, Fujiwara Reya couldn’t tell if the current her or the earlier shy and tender her was her true self... though both were nice.

On the way back to the classroom, Kasahara Asuka comfortably swung her arms back and forth.

Her movements were smooth and free, as if she had just been oiled.

The knees beneath her nearly see-through knee-high socks were still slightly red, sparking imaginations.

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