I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 53 - 48. Target, Onmyo-ryo Kanto Headquarters!

Three in the morning.

Fujiwara Reya packed up his things and went back to his room.

Before going to sleep, he held a pen and calculated some expenses at his desk.

[Savings:]

How much, exactly?

After a year in Tokyo, he had received a total of 120 exorcism commissions, earning a reward of 8 million yen (no taxes for this special industry).

The daily tasks earned him 10 million yen, and various odd jobs earned 3 million yen.

The living expenses were about 100,000 yen a month, amounting to 1.2 million yen a year, plus 3 million yen annually for tuition fees, totaling two years.

He did a quick calculation and got an answer.

[Savings: approximately 14 million yen]

Based on this, he would add the 3 million earned today, coming to a total of 17 million yen.

Once he had a clear understanding of his own situation, he could see how far he was from his goal. Fujiwara Reya began to calculate how much more money he still needed.

[Shrine Renovation: Budget 100 million yen.]

[Complete Facilities: Budget 50 million yen.]

The renovation of the shrine was currently the top priority.

A shrine in too much disrepair wasn’t likely to attract donations from worshipers; people wouldn’t even enter past the gates.

Investing 150 million yen could basically ensure that the shrine would be as good as new. Additionally, they could set up auxiliary facilities like the torii gate, the approach, lanterns on the approach, the handwashing pavilion, the ema stand, and the offering box.

Although he couldn’t compare to big landlords like Meiji Shrine, it would at least be considered a proper shrine!

After the shrine was renovated, the next concern would be the living quarters.

There was plenty of space on the shrine grounds. He planned to build a large villa that could comfortably house ten people. Being a kind owner to his Shikigami, he would make sure every pretty Shikigami had a separate bedroom.

[Large Villa: Budget 150 million yen]

Once the living quarters were settled, they needed to consider building a multi-purpose dojo.

The dojo could be used for exchanges and sparring with peers, and for testing the Shikigami’s strength. He would certainly recruit shrine maidens in the future, and the dojo would provide a place for them to train in archery and martial arts.

[Multi-purpose Dojo: Budget 200 million yen]

Then, once there was enough funding, they could proceed with finishing the remaining facilities of the shrine.

Including the Kaguraden for shrine maidens to perform Kagura Dance rituals, statues of the Divine Envoys, the main shrine and its Mizugaki Sacred Barrier, ultimately culminating in the main hall where deities were enshrined...

[Facilities: Budget unlimited...]

After calculating the finances,

Fujiwara Reya couldn’t sleep.

Even a single penny could trip up a hero.

Let alone this wasn’t a single penny—it was several hundred million...

"Maybe I should ask Aunt for some money?"

This thought came to mind, but Fujiwara Reya quickly dismissed it.

Even though his aunt was wealthy, they were not related by blood, so he had no grounds to directly ask her for money.

Besides, taking money you shouldn’t have comes with the expectation of doing things you shouldn’t do. He didn’t want to be subjugated by his aunt forever just because of money.

As a seventeen-year-old long-time adversary, Fujiwara Reya knew better than anyone the kind of eight-year-older she-devil she was.

If Asuka was a high-attack low-defense type, his aunt was a high-attack high-defense type. And he could barely handle attention from junior girls, let alone his naughty aunt.

The books of Hidden God Town boasted quite a sum.

Sadly, Fujiwara Reya couldn’t use it directly.

A huge sum with no credible source of income had a high probability of exposing his true identity. With countless eyes already watching him, he couldn’t afford any slip-up, or he’d have to pack everything and escape to the countryside overnight.

The only reliance left was on Kitagawa Takaki.

He switched off his bedroom light, lay down in bed, and a flood of miscellaneous thoughts washed over him.

By Golden Week, how should he persuade Mr. Kitahara to donate for shrine repairs?

To what extent should the repairs be made?

Oh.

Right.

In Japan, there were strict usage restrictions on religious land. For shrine renovations, he needed to first check in with the Onmyo-ryo, then hire a construction team for the design. The designs also had to be submitted to Onmyo-ryo for approval before construction could commence.

Tomorrow, he’d have to stop by Onmyo-ryo...

If he had time, he would also try to see Ikeda Aoshu to see if he could get a discounted cemetery plot.

Many issues went unthought, as drowsiness overcame him. As consciousness blurred, Fujiwara Reya tilted his head and fell into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning.

Fujiwara Reya stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself.

Sleepy, hair sticking out.

A lazy handsome boy.

Half a minute later...

"Ah~~"

He yawned.

Adding some toothpaste, he brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Sauntering into the kitchen, he filled a glass of water from the tap and drank it in one go before heading outside for a run.

The [Lemon] bakery was already open, but it still had no customers. Only Yukino Ritsuko was at the counter, reading a book. Fujiwara Reya ran past the store and soon turned back, going inside to buy two bags of toast bread.

Returning to Asakusa Shrine, he toasted two slices of the newly bought bread, fried an egg, and made a cup of milk, thus handling breakfast.

He stood in front of the half-length mirror to change clothes, white long-sleeved shirt, tying a gray-blue-striped tie.

A standard student uniform, yet it looked like a high-end tailor-made outfit.

Fujiwara Reya wetted his unruly hair, tousled it, and then straightened his bangs to cover his brows.

Originally quite a flamboyantly handsome boy, he transitioned into the image of a quiet and refined ’good student’ brand high schooler—this was the image he usually exhibited.

After tidying himself up, he finally called out his two Shikigami to house-sit.

Fujiwara Reya grabbed the book "Spanish Grammar and Vocabulary" and headed out, taking the train from Asakusa Bridge Station to Onmyo-ryo Headquarters.

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Sunlight shot directly into the room through the floor-to-ceiling window, blindingly bright over the white bed sheets.

Kawashima Miki opened her eyes and grunted uncomfortably. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

The sunlight, close to nine o’clock, felt like needles, pricking at her eye sockets with pain.

She had to squint her eyes shut.

Her head throbbed heavily.

As if in a terribly hungover state.

This was very strange.

As a monster, she had never been drunk before.

No matter how much she drank, the following morning she would wake up clear-minded, ready to give orders to her subordinates.

But today was different...

Her temples felt dizzy and fogged as though her mind was shrouded in a thin mist, losing any ability to focus and think.

"What exactly happened last night..." Kawashima Miki groaned as she scratched her messy hair.

At this moment, she was completely naked, lying in her own bed. The floor was a jumble of her tossed skirt suit and underwear, garters hanging askew from the chairback, looking as if she’d stripped them off herself.

Kawashima Miki pulled the towel quilt up to her neck, wrapping her soft yet powerless body in sexy attire.

She fought the lingering taste of whiskey in her stomach as she stared blankly at the ceiling. After about half an hour, some strength returned to her body.

She stepped barefoot to the floor, stepping over her scattered clothes, heading to the kitchen, where she gulped down several glasses of tap water. Then she marched into the bathroom, splashed her face with cold water, and examined her body carefully in the large mirror.

Like a teacher grading papers, she scrutinized herself from head to toe, confirming there were no marks.

"Whew~"

"Thank goodness~"

Kawashima Miki sighed in relief.

Though her body still held a strange comfort and sweet fatigue, with a slightly unusual feeling near her anus, all in all, she remained clean and unsullied; nothing had occurred.

"What in the world is this feeling..."

Kawashima Miki pressed her temples with her fingertips, troubled.

Still immersed in a foggy mind, she slipped into the bathtub, drawing a hot bath while applying body wash to scrub her body, making efforts to recall the previous night’s events.

Around nine in the evening, she received a message from Hiraki Niro confirming that the little priest had the potential for promotion.

Afterward, she met with several officials for dinner, seeking advice on bypassing the Religious Land Management Laws to acquire the Asakusa Shrine property.

She returned home at midnight.

Then what happened?

She meticulously cleaned every part of her body and hair, brushing her teeth as she tried to recall returning home.

Upon her return in the early hours, she was already tipsy.

But she seemed to think it wasn’t enough, opening a bottle of whiskey and drinking until her consciousness blurred. In her half-drunk and half-awake state, she dreamt about meeting someone who gave her a lot of food, and when she awoke, she was in her current state.

"Glug glug~"

"Ptooey~"

"You dirty thing!"

After rinsing away the foam in her mouth, Kawashima Miki threw the bra and garters from the floor into the laundry basket, donned a crisp new suit skirt, completed a light makeup job, and headed out to the Onmyo-ryo Headquarters.

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