I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 290 - 127. Another woman just came in here, right?

The pale moon hangs over the sea, just thin enough for a witch to string a swing.

Mrs. Hoshimi, dressed in a silk robe, leans against the corridor pillar, listening to the sound of the ocean waves and the chirping of summer insects in the courtyard. Next to her, Mrs. Kasahara rests her head on her lap, staring idly at the same moon.

"You look too lazy." Mrs. Hoshimi scolded.

"In the early days of Kannazuki, the weather is unstable, like leaves falling and drifting aimlessly in the wind." Mrs. Kasahara elegantly combed her hair with her fingers, gazing through the thin windbreak forest at the starlit sky and said, "Hoping people will call me a traveler, just in time for the first autumn rain.

That lazy and pleasant demeanor is just like that of a beautiful and noble queen after a bath in ancient times.

"How come you sound like a schoolgirl reciting poetry again?" Mrs. Hoshimi mocked her.

"My daughter went on a date with her lover," Mrs. Kasahara placed her hand on her still youthful face, saying with a mournful expression, "A mother with a young, tender body but no one to admire it, how can I not lament?"

"Let me see." Mrs. Hoshimi reached out to pull her collar.

"Don’t you also have one?" Mrs. Kasahara rolled her eyes at her.

Mrs. Hoshimi placed her hand at the collar: "Mine is not young and tender."

"Because my hands and feet are delicate, I believe Yako’s body must also be delicate." Mrs. Kasahara confidently said.

"No!" Mrs. Hoshimi quietly moved her hand away.

Just as Mrs. Kasahara was about to verify herself, the sound of a door opening and three children’s footsteps came from the dojo entrance.

Soon, the smiling face of the little daughter appeared before them. She looked very happy, her way of walking not ladylike at all, bouncing after every three steps, her eyelashes fluttering, lip contours vivid, her appearance endearingly innocent.

"Xiangxiang, come to mama." Mrs. Kasahara called out.

"Mom—" Kasahara Asuka ran up to the veranda with lively steps, squatted beside her mother and said, "Asuka was really amazing today..."

Then, she began to talk about what happened tonight, focusing mainly on how many people she saved and how she heroically fought against the fox demon.

The girl chattered non-stop, her somewhat dirty clothes contrasting with her pretty face; at this moment, she was truly adorable. With a gentle look in her eyes, as the little girl finally tired of talking, Mrs. Kasahara glanced at Hoshimi Rinko beside her: "Is what Asuka said true?"

"Mostly false," Hoshimi Rinko replied. "Saving people refers to disregarding ordinary people’s safety, focusing instead on whether she was having fun. Heroically fighting refers to using spells against her own people to make the fox demon die of laughter."

"That’s really inappropriate!" Mrs. Hoshimi said.

Mrs. Kasahara gave her little daughter a stern gaze, looking directly at her.

"... It was just a little accident!" Kasahara Asuka hid her embarrassment, withdrew her left hand from the railing, hugged her mom’s neck, and then pressed her face against it, nuzzling like a puppy, "Uh, Asuka was really amazing tonight, mom mustn’t scold me!"

The beautiful mother-daughter bond was apparent, while Fujiwara Reya watched nearby with an auntie smile.

"How old is Xiangxiang this year?" Mrs. Kasahara’s look was one of indulgent helplessness.

"16."

"Already quite grown."

"Mm..."

"Mr. Fujiwara," Mrs. Kasahara looked at Fujiwara Reya, "please double the training from now on, and ensure her ideological education isn’t neglected. You must make Xiangxiang realize her mistakes."

"Mom!" Kasahara Asuka suddenly looked up, startled as if a child sleeping on her mother’s lap were suddenly awakened by a train collision, and blurted out: "What, you can’t..." But before she could finish, Fujiwara Reya gently knocked her and she swallowed her words.

"I will," Fujiwara Reya said, withdrawing the hand from Kasahara Asuka’s head.

Mrs. Hoshimi, not to be outdone, said: "Please also pay more attention to Rinko, Mr. Fujiwara."

"...?" Hoshimi Rinko seemed confused.

I’m the smartest, undoubtedly the first genius, why would I need this scumbag’s concern?

Looking at the mother and daughter who were on completely different wavelengths, a subtle meaning appeared in Mrs. Kasahara’s smile. She lowered her head and whispered a few words in her daughter’s ear, whereupon a mischievous grin appeared on the daughter’s lips.

"Yako."

"Hm?"

"Let’s go check the renovation of the old temple."

"What?" Mrs. Hoshimi looked puzzled, "Weren’t we supposed to be on vacation, not dealing with these things?"

"As the chairwoman, I can’t just focus on being happy myself!" Mrs. Kasahara was stern, standing up while speaking, "Quickly pack up, we need to stay overnight at the temple."

"Why are you so impulsive..." Mrs. Hoshimi looked a bit amused, but didn’t disagree.

After the two ladies left, the moonlight grew dimmer.

The sky was swirling with dark clouds, like storm clouds, and the sea breeze that blew in grew much wetter.

After bathing, Hoshimi Rinko, wearing a light blue nightgown, walked out, her delicate bare feet stepping over the floor, heading to the veranda. Fujiwara Reya leaned against the pillar, looking up at the crescent moon peeking in and out.

"Aren’t you going to sleep?" Hoshimi Rinko sat down beside him.

Her waist was slender, and as she sat, she stretched out her legs, her fair, pink calves smooth and flawless.

"Ah, just thinking about some things."

"That woman in the rubber suit?"

"Mm... yes, I wonder if you noticed," Fujiwara Reya smiled, looking up, the moonlit sky neatly divided by the eaves, "I always feel like there are two women plotting something, afraid they’re targeting me..."

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