I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 280 - 124. Summer Festival, Watermelon, Danger Approaching..._3
Chapter 280: 124. Summer Festival, Watermelon, Danger Approaching..._3
"Who says someone got dumped—"
A terrifying voice like a volcano about to erupt sounded.
Oh no!
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Fujiwara Reya quickly let go and handed over another cup of milk tea.
"No way!" Hoshimi Rinko crossed her arms, eyeing him coolly.
Behind them, Kasahara Asuka happily sipped her sweet milk tea, looking as if it had nothing to do with her.
"Senior is late!" Fujiwara Reya said with a smile, his gaze never leaving Hoshimi Rinko’s eyes.
"..." Hoshimi Rinko turned her head away, glancing sideways to observe his actions. Pretending to be calm, her cheeks blushed with anticipation and nervousness, and she traced circles on the ground with her toe, "It’s only a few minutes late! I just took a little extra time changing into a yukata, is that not okay!"
She was now wearing a light blue yukata. Small white and dark blue flowers extended from the neckline to the hem, paired with a white belt.
The white belt itself was not unusual, but perhaps due to her aura, it seemed very refreshing. Moreover, in that outfit, her small chest was not so noticeable.
"It looks very cool, and it suits you well!" Fujiwara Reya sincerely praised.
Just before the volcano erupted, the anger in Hoshimi Rinko’s heart diminished slightly.
"Forget it, I won’t argue with you." Hoshimi Rinko retrieved a red hairband from a small cloth bag in her hand, placed it at her mouth, gathered her hair behind her head with both hands, twisted it, and quickly tied it up into a ponytail.
She was originally delicately beautiful, and with her hair tied up, her graceful neck looked snow-white and beautiful. The ears hidden under her hair were exposed, and the skin behind them was snow-white and delicate with pretty fine fuzz.
After completing this ritual, Hoshimi Rinko appeared satisfied, her expression relaxed and natural. She pretended to be calm, suppressing the smile at the corners of her mouth, and softly said to Fujiwara Reya: "It’s been a year, and it’s still this hairband."
"It matches you perfectly, senior." Fujiwara Reya said with a smile.
"Hmm?" Kasahara Asuka’s ears twitched.
This woman is flaunting how long she’s known the senior... The little devil was immediately displeased, taking a big step forward, holding Fujiwara Reya’s hand, then slightly leaning her right ear to Fujiwara Reya’s left ear, smiling innocently: "Senior, help take a photo of me and the senior."
"..." Hoshimi Rinko’s gaze turned slightly cold.
On the earlobes of the two people, a pair of couple earrings styled like cat heads glowed faintly red under the light.
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Fujiwara Reya quickly stepped forward, "Uh, since we’re all here, let’s go explore, then we’ll head up the mountain together..."
The two girls hummed at the same time.
On the road before the steps, apart from the usual stalls, there were many local specialties found only in the countryside. Aside from common mushrooms, wild vegetables, and pickles, there were also unknown dried snakes, medicinal herbs, and even two pairs of bear paws... Selling such things was probably illegal.
The two young ladies, wearing clogs, curiously lingered at these local specialty stalls.
For them, living in Tokyo, things like demons and ghosts were not as rare as a dried snake of unknown purpose.
Kasahara Asuka was taking pictures with her phone of several glass jars soaked with who-knew-what; next to her, Hoshimi Rinko was staring at the sunflowers displayed on a stall.
Fujiwara Reya walked over: "Is there anything you want to eat? I’ll go buy it for you."
"Takoyaki!"
"Candy apple!"
"No candy apple!"
"No takoyaki!"
"...Stop arguing, I’ll buy both!"
Hoshimi Rinko shrugged, her gaze returning to the sunflowers.
The petals were like embellishments on a round crown, the dense clusters of stamens were ample, not flaunting dazzling colors, but uniformly serene, exuding orderly and calm strength. The petals surrounding the disc of stamens were yellow, resembling a woman’s skirt hem.
After a while, Fujiwara Reya returned with two servings of candy apples and takoyaki.
Hoshimi Rinko asked curiously: "Aren’t you eating?"
Before Fujiwara Reya could answer, Kasahara Asuka cut in: "Senior is so silly; of course, the senior is sharing with Asuka!" Saying this, she gave Hoshimi Rinko a taunting smile as if to say, "Loser will be a loser after all."
"Really?" The senior smiled gracefully.
"I got full from eating shaved ice earlier!" Fujiwara Reya swore to the monk on the mountain.
The coldness in Hoshimi Rinko’s eyes finally faded a little, and the three continued browsing the stalls on both sides.
Under the night sky, the lanterns lit up the outlines of the tourists, and the stalls were brimming with goods, selling everything from common foods to the temple’s own stalls selling wooden fish, exorcising arrows, amulets, and other items. Under the starlight and firelight, acquaintances exchanged greetings, but in the places the three passed, people unconsciously avoided them a little.
With every smile and frown, the two little witches inadvertently exuded a noble aura, coupled with an appearance that seemed too beautiful for this remote town, they naturally exuded a sense of class discord with ordinary people.
As for Fujiwara Reya.
As the Mountain God, he felt very approachable but no one dared approach him, primarily because the aura of the two young ladies was too overwhelming.
Among the crowd, those girls from the Capital City were also wandering in groups. The vendor’s lights illuminated their faces, some with mouths full of food, others holding balloons or toys, all appearing to radiate warmth.
"Senior!" Kasahara Asuka tugged on Fujiwara Reya’s sleeve.
"Hmm?" Fujiwara Reya asked absentmindedly, still searching for the girl who had led the dance earlier, who had a camellia tucked in her hair.
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