I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 36 - 34. Capable Junior Sister

The evening sunlight was as gentle as water, and the wind blew against his face.

Fujiwara Reya took a deep breath.

He looked out towards the torii gate, and the buildings big and small in Tokyo were all tinted with the hues of dusk. The shimmering skyline was like a golden edge painted with a brush.

A beautiful sunset can wash away one’s inner darkness, and after cleansing himself, Fujiwara Reya looked back at the Little Devil Junior: "Since your driving skills are so adept, how about you drive this time?"

Kasahara Asuka obediently closed her mouth.

She held onto Fujiwara Reya’s shoulders with both hands, staring at him with her innocent and naive eyes, as if not understanding what he was saying.

When she pretends to be innocent, no one knows how vulgar her inner thoughts are.

"...Be careful you don’t get burned." Fujiwara Reya grumbled with annoyance and restarted the Honda Cub, sluggishly heading to the crime scene from the morning.

A few hundred meters passed in the blink of an eye.

The tents from the day were still there, with far fewer police officers; only two remained.

Upon seeing the two arriving, the two police officers immediately rode their motorcycles to the nearest intersection in the opposite direction, sealing off the entire road to prevent unrelated individuals from entering.

On top of the tent, Hiraki Niro, in his spider form, glared at the two on the motorcycle with his beady eyes.

He didn’t have to do anything tonight.

All he needed was to use that resentful spirit to test Fujiwara Reya’s strength.

If he indeed had the ability to kill his elder brother, then he would report back to his sister-in-law and let her come to drain him dry; if he didn’t have that strength, it would prove that his elder brother wasn’t killed by him, and tonight he would sneak into his room and drain him dry instead.

Either way, he’s doomed!

"Hehehe..." Staring at the tender-skinned little priest, Hiraki Niro’s face showed a cruel sneer, "Blame yourself for being so unlucky to be linked to my brother’s death!"

The sky was darkening, the last trace of the sunset disappearing.

Upon arriving at the scene, Kasahara Asuka circled around the tent. Her furrowed brows indicated that the issue at hand was quite troublesome.

Fujiwara Reya was observing as well.

Resentful spirits, during the day when yang energy is strong, can’t be found.

Only when dusk descends, when the yin energy outweighs the yang, will their traces begin to appear.

Being a monster, Fujiwara Reya is more sensitive to the resentment left by these spirits and doesn’t need to activate any skills to directly see the accident site, filled with various twisted grasp marks, bite marks, and traces like a snake slithered through.

Following these crawl marks, their hiding place can be found.

In contrast, Kasahara Asuka didn’t have such an ability and could only use some tools to detect them.

Fujiwara Reya saw her take out a handful of white silver coins, a white silk scroll, a soul-calling incense stick, a paper horse, a paper figure, and two Magic Artifacts — a taiko drum, and a rattle bell.

It looked very professional.

And also, very luxurious.

Some of these props, Fujiwara Reya had seen in the surrounding shops of the Meiji Shrine, where the single price for the taiko drum and rattle bell was close to eight digits.

Kasahara Asuka first spread the white silk on the ground, then piled up the coins, sticking the soul-calling incense into the pile and lighting it.

In the flickering light, the little witch gently waved the rattle bell, muttering incantations.

The content was unclear, and Fujiwara Reya could only vaguely hear a few syllables, which seemed like ancient witch chants used during sacrifices.

As the incantation was recited, the smoke from the soul-calling incense reversed and flowed downward.

After coming into contact with the remaining resentment on the asphalt road, the smoke was gradually corroded by the resentment, turning red and black. This red-black smoke returned, enveloping one of the silver coins, and dyed the coin also red and black.

Kasahara Asuka took out a Spirit Talisman from her pocket, pinched it between her fingers, and solemnly tossed it toward the incense stick. The Spirit Talisman seemed to have a will of its own, whooshing to the soul-calling incense and exploding into a puff of smoke with a "bang".

"Manifest in form, reveal the true shape!" Kasahara Asuka exclaimed.

Divine Power gathered at her fair fingertips, transforming into blue light that shot onto the paper figure and the paper horse.

Instantly, the paper figure grabbed the red-black silver coin, leaped onto the paper horse, and the paper horse galloped toward the direction of the setting sun.

Fujiwara Reya watched in amazement.

Though he didn’t understand what she was doing, it still looked impressive.

By comparison, his method of transcending spirits seemed simple and boring.

And he was envious, too.

If he could perform this kind of magic that brings paper figures to life, then all the waifus in his phone could come to life...

After finishing her work, Kasahara Asuka looked at Fujiwara Reya with a cheerful smile: "Does Senpai know what Asuka just did?"

Hmm.

A face full of pride.

As if saying, "This is what you get for thinking Asuka is dragging you down!"

Without waiting for a response, she self-questioned and answered, "I used magic to imbue the silver coin with the resentment from the spirit, then sent the paper figure and paper horse with the coin to find the spirit, luring it here."

"Amazing!" Fujiwara Reya gave a thumbs-up.

That move was clever.

Keep in mind that spirits are brainless entities.

If that resentment-infused silver coin appeared before the spirit, it would instinctively act to reclaim the resentment that originally belonged to it, thus achieving the "luring the snake out’s" goal.

"But that’s not all, heh heh."

Kasahara Asuka smiled triumphantly.

She took out a thick wad of Spirit Talismans from her sleeve and selected five spots around the tent, placing a Spirit Talisman under a silver coin at each spot. Fujiwara Reya thought she was done when she shifted about thirty centimeters from the original spot and laid another Spirit Talisman down.

After repeating this twenty times, she finally arranged the five-pointed star array into a circle.

"Whew—"

Kasahara Asuka breathed heavily, jumping over to Fujiwara Reya like a little girl getting a perfect score, her delicate face showing a smug smile saying "Hurry up and ask, I’m about to brag."

Seeing the transparent sweat on her forehead, Fujiwara Reya cooperatively asked, "What were you doing just now?"

"Hehe, Senpai’s such an idiot, doesn’t know anything." Kasahara Asuka placed her hands on her hips, as happy as could be, "The five-pointed star array Asuka set just now is called the Qingming Jiegen Seal. Each corner has a pre-placed Spirit Talisman, so when needed, there’s no need for incantations; a simple gesture can trigger it, achieving an instant effect!"

Fujiwara Reya looked at the Spirit Talismans on the ground, his eyes filled with tears of poverty.

If he recalled correctly, the Spirit Talismans used for setting up an array are called Array Formation Talismans, which are single-use disposable charms, each costing at least 20,000 yen.

And she just used 20 Qingming Jiegen Seals, totaling 100 Array Formation Talismans.

Calculating with his fingers.

million yen gone.

Such extravagance...

The sun hid beneath the horizon, the remaining fiery glow eagerly turning to purplish red.

The evening transition reached its critical point, in that instant when darkness was about to surpass light, at the boundary between light and dark, Fujiwara Reya lifted his head and saw the paper figure riding the paper horse returning up the street.

"Buzz~"

The air seemed to tremble.

Both he and Kasahara Asuka felt a slight ringing in their ears, like the sound of sea wind passing through rusty iron wires.

This was crossing into the moment when the veil between worlds thinned, facing the real feeling of a parade of a hundred demons, the first ghost of the night already bared its fangs at them.

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