I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 202 - 107. Fukaeri and Asuka, you need to grab with both hands. (Two in one, 10,000 words!)_2

Chapter 202: 107. Fukaeri and Asuka, you need to grab with both hands. (Two in one, 10,000 words!)_2

"Not well lately."

"How good was it before?"

Kasahara Fumi glanced at his expression, then turned her face back to the untouched cup of tea, and succinctly replied, "Wanting to marry the same man as my sister."

"..."

Fujiwara Reya was stunned.

After a while, he asked with a bit of surprise, "Is there really such a good thing?"

"?"

What are you happy about?

Kasahara Fumi looked up, warning him with a cold gaze not to think too highly of it.

"Ha, haha..." Fujiwara Reya laughed to dissolve the atmosphere, half-jokingly asked, "Do you have any objections to your sister’s thoughts?"

Kasahara Fumi didn’t answer this question, her eyes fixed on a certain spot on his face, seemingly out of focus. After confirming there was no answer, Fujiwara Reya had to ask another question.

"What caused your relationship with Asuka to deteriorate?"

"Not too sure."

"Is there any clue?"

"... Let me think." Kasahara Fumi bit her lower lip slightly, recalling what her mother had told her. A few minutes later, she relaxed her delicate features just a bit, "I learned everything quickly since elementary school, everyone said I was a genius."

Fujiwara Reya listened to her while drinking the perfectly chilled tea.

"Except for my mother, everyone thought I would take her place, becoming the authority of the Tokyo Grand Shrine and the next Chairman Kasahara." At this point, Kasahara Fumi paused, as if she rarely spoke such long sentences and needed a break. After taking a few slow breaths, she continued, "But after going to university, I chose the law department, and after graduating, I joined the Ninth Division. Due to my identity, the inheritance of the Tokyo Grand Shrine was irrelevant to me."

"Why did you join the Ninth Division?" Fujiwara Reya asked curiously.

Kasahara Fumi held the cup in both hands: "I can’t use Divine Power."

"Uh, then you really can’t take over as chairman." Fujiwara Reya nodded, "In that sense, we’re the same, oh no, not the same, I’m a monster and you’re human."

But strangely, Kasahara Fumi said nothing to this remark.

Her brows wrinkled beautifully, lips tightly sealed, seemingly hesitating whether to agree or disagree with his words. After a moment of indecision, perhaps unable to decide, she simply chose to give up, instead pulling out a ladies cigarette from her bag and elegantly striking a match to light it.

Fujiwara Reya propped his chin up, admiring the scene of her lighting a cigarette.

He didn’t think smoking was a good thing, unhealthy and polluting the air, but her smoking posture was indeed beautifully impeccable, her lips coldly holding the filter tip were like strawberry-red and enticing, the fine hair on her forehead slightly trembling as she nodded up and down–the picture was nothing short of perfect.

Especially at the moment of ignition, the flame flashed suddenly, as if the moment of a miracle occurred.

Watching this scene, Fujiwara Reya had long thrown the warning about smoking being harmful to health into the Mariana Trench.

Being stared at like this, Kasahara Fumi’s expression was slightly unnatural, taking a puff and then hurriedly stubbing out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, looking up and glaring at him: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because it’s nice to look at." Fujiwara Reya said frankly.

Kasahara Fumi frowned: "Nice?"

"The way you light a cigarette, it’s extremely elegant and solemn. The flame flashed like that, how to put it..." Fujiwara Reya thought for a moment and then smiled, "It’s like the moment Apollo 11 ignited, one of the most glorious moments in human history."

Kasahara Fumi looked at him with a rare expression of disbelief, as if she couldn’t understand what this person was saying. But Fujiwara Reya’s gaze remained unmoving, looking at her with gentle and sincere eyes, with light flashing from the depths of his pupils.

Under such a gaze, she felt very uncomfortable.

First, her eyelashes fluttered down like the leaves of a mimosa, then all ten toes in her high heels curled tightly in confusion, and finally, her fingers covered her emotions as she held her sunglasses in hand, fiddling with the bent legs of the glasses.

Fujiwara Reya watched her expression, still cold, with amusement.

Fukaeri and Asuka, they both had orange hair and captivating looks, yet drastically different personalities—the elder sister is low attack high defense, the younger sister is high attack low defense.

If one could marry this pair of sisters from the Kasahara family, it would really be the happiest thing in the world. To be even happier, perhaps add Mrs. Kasahara to the mix.

The waiter from before walked over, adding ice water to the empty tea pot.

Kasahara Fumi poured half a cup.

After drinking it, she remembered she actually didn’t want to drink water.

She didn’t know what to do or say, somewhat wanting to smoke another cigarette, but a glance at the one-cigarette-in-the-ashtray squashed that idea, and she stated in a still fairly calm tone, "Let’s continue our previous topic."

"I’ve been waiting for Miss Fukaeri to speak." Fujiwara Reya said with a smile.

Kasahara Fumi glared at him with slightly angry eyes.

As if complaining about his teasing tone, or perhaps dissatisfied with how long ago he had changed from calling her "Miss Kasahara" to "Miss Fukaeri" on his own.

"In the past, everyone thought I would take over my mother’s position, so they treated Asuka very leniently." freeweɓnøvel~com

"No wonder she developed such a spoiled character."

"After I went to the Ninth Division, everyone realized that it would be Asuka who would take over my mother’s position."

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