I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 224 - 112. From couples’ tea seats to lingerie stores, the final loser... turns out to be the senior sister! (10,000 words achieved)
Chapter 224: 112. From couples’ tea seats to lingerie stores, the final loser... turns out to be the senior sister! (10,000 words achieved)
After paying the bill, Fujiwara Reya came out from the doorway.
As expected, the three women were waiting for him, each with a different expression.
The westward-slanting sunlight spilled into the alley, elongating their silhouettes vividly on the ground.
"Let’s each go home!" Fujiwara Reya suggested very solemnly.
"I don’t want to see you!" Kasahara Asuka snorted, grabbing her sister’s wrist and walking forward. Originally haughty and untouchable, the noble beauty suddenly seemed small and cute next to her tall sister.
The relationship between the sisters has eased a bit... Fujiwara Reya was so moved that his eyes felt warm.
"Linlin, come over by Auntie’s side." Natsuki Kuri beckoned to him with her finger.
Fujiwara Reya lowered his head and followed her.
The four of them split into two groups, front and back, re-entering the bustling East Shinjuku shopping district.
At that time, the sunlight had weakened, and the evening’s cool breeze blew through the gaps of tall buildings, lightly swaying the street girls’ skirts. Amid the noisy street vendors, Natsuki Kuri softly asked, "What’s been happening lately, tell me properly."
"Nothing major, it’s all in the past." Fujiwara Reya lightly shrugged.
With a bewitching smile on Auntie’s lips, he briefly recounted the recent events.
"The organization hasn’t retaliated against you?"
"Recently there’s been no movement; Kawashima Miki said it’s probably because they are handling some big news over there and don’t have the manpower to retaliate against me for now."
"What about Kagura Inari Shrine?"
"Chief Priest Fujishima went back to the Capital City, his son has taken his place, and there’s no sign of hostility for the moment."
"Oh, Kawashima Miki took her home for Grandma to see, and Grandma approved, so she’s officially the Young Lady now."
"Aren’t you angry?"
"Why would I be angry? Anyway, once she’s in the door, I have my own ways to keep her in line."
After saying this, Natsuki Kuri blinked several times.
Then, she suddenly sneered, staring at Fujiwara Reya: "You’ve grown, huh! Such big issues and you didn’t even tell me, have you forgotten you have an Auntie here?"
"Mainly afraid of dragging you in." Fujiwara Reya slightly stretched his neck, facing the evening breeze, "There’s immense danger hidden behind this, I don’t want to involve Kuri..."
"Call me Auntie!" Natsuki Kuri cut him off.
Fujiwara Reya annoyedly said: "We’re not related by blood!"
"Call me Auntie!"
"Alright, Auntie!"
"A step-aunt is still an Aunt!"
"Hoo—" Fujiwara Reya took a deep breath, dragging his tone long: "Auntie..."
"Good boy!" Natsuki Kuri affectionately ruffled his hair.
Treated like a child, Fujiwara Reya leaned back to dodge, "You’ll mess up my hairdo!"
"You really have grown, impressive!" Natsuki Kuri’s lips curved with a mischievous smile, her dark eyes brimming with mixed light, leaning closer to him, "Later, let Auntie check your body!"
"..."
Fujiwara Reya gave her an exasperated look.
"Haha," Natsuki Kuri stuck out her tongue, instantly turning back into the little girl from Hidden God Town, teasingly said: "Auntie became an adult before you, it’s quite lonely, you know. Do you understand?"
"Of course, I understand!" Fujiwara Reya nodded.
"Let me deepen your understanding further." Natsuki Kuri playfully made a soft gesture, her arms embracing his arm, half of her body pressing against his shoulder, the sweet fragrance in her breath brushing his ear: "Do you think my figure has improved a lot over the years?"
"Yeah." Fujiwara Reya nodded looking at her.
Due to the angle of the light, her eyes glittered more seductively than he remembered.
"But you know, big isn’t always good; running makes them sway like two salad bowls on a bamboo pole, it’s embarrassing."
"I like it like that."
"Hmm?" Natsuki Kuri cutely wrinkled her nose, "Didn’t you use to say that big-chested means brainless?"
"..." Fujiwara Reya thought, back then you were just a little girl with no chest, if I said I liked big you would’ve been angry.
"Oh ho?" Natsuki Kuri playfully half-squinted her eyes, showing a terrifying squinted smile, poking his cheek with her finger, "Could it be, you’ve been lying to me since then?"
"..."
Fujiwara Reya felt a bit hot.
Perhaps it was the ground starting to radiate heat, but she was leaning quite close, her dress’s neckline undone, revealing a faint glimpse of creamy cleavage, coupled with the seductive Chanel perfume... it was truly a test of the Mountain God’s will!
"Do not have dirty thoughts!" Natsuki Kuri scolded, seemingly seeing through his thoughts.
"I wasn’t!" Fujiwara Reya said, lacking confidence.
Struggling to suppress his thoughts, Natsuki Kuri suddenly leaned closer again, whispering as if into his ear: "But if you want to, go ahead. I’ve always kept my most precious things just for you to come and take."
She was definitely telling the truth.
Fujiwara Reya didn’t doubt it.
However, to take what she had left for him, it would probably require quite an effort.
At a traffic light, the four stopped to wait for the signal.
In front, Kasahara Asuka turned her head, threatening Fujiwara Reya with her eyes.
"..." Fujiwara Reya forced a stiff smile.
"Hmph!"
The younger sister turned her head like a proud little pig.
Next to her, the elder sister couldn’t help but turn her head too, her eyes coldly sweeping over him, it had to be said, Deep Eri sister’s tender lips, beautiful appearance, combined with her model-like height, made her stand out in the crowd waiting at the red light.
"Hey hey," Natsuki Kuri leaned over again to ask, "What do you think of this pair of sisters?"
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