I have an unlimited number of shikigami

In an instant, the thick neck was snapped off by an unreasonable force, and the creepy spider head snapped violently, hanging from the neck at a very strange angle.

All of this happened in just three seconds.

The spider demon, which had been so ferocious just moments before, was now reduced to a body still twitching slightly, a testament to its existence in this world.

"Senior, I forgot to bring the Annihilation Talisman, hurry up..."

The loud noise from the fight made Kasahara Asuka seem to realize what was happening. She hurriedly turned around and shouted at Fujiwara Izaya, but then swallowed the word "run" that was halfway through her sentence.

By the dim moonlight, I could barely make out what was in front of me.

The girl stared blankly, her mouth agape.

I want to talk.

But I don't know what to say.

This doesn't seem real!

If she hadn't seen the spider demon's still-twitching corpse with her own eyes, she would have doubted that the scene was a hallucination.

Kasahara Asuka pinched her arm hard, and after confirming the reality with the pain, she glared at Fujiwara Izaya with a huff: "Senpai said you couldn't exorcise spirits?"

“Let me explain…” Fujiwara Izaya wiped the strange liquid from his face and smiled kindly, “I really don’t know how to exorcise spirits, it’s just that I was born with superhuman strength.”

After saying that, he raised his hand to show off the muscles on his lower arm that weren't quite solid yet.

Kasahara Asuka opened her small mouth and stuck out her tongue at him: "Hehehe~ I don't believe it!"

While she was making a funny face, Fujiwara Izaya darted away and fled the scene like a gust of wind.

"goodbye!"

The sound was still echoing in the factory. Kasahara Asuka stood there for a few seconds, thought for a moment, and then picked up her phone to make a call.

"Hey, Asuka?"

"Sister, I have a question for you."

"Go ahead."

"That Fujiwara Izaya you mentioned last time, what's so special about him?"

"Eh?"

The person on the other end of the line was clearly taken aback, and after a moment asked in surprise, "Why are you asking this?"

"I ran into him today, and I even saw him kill a mid-level spider demon with brute force." Kasahara Asuka walked into the corridor with her phone in hand and looked out. She could just see Fujiwara Izaya's back as he fled from the bread factory entrance.

"Oh, that's normal. I've been watching him for about half a year. This isn't the first time."

"Has my sister been secretly keeping an eye on things all along?"

"Yes, but it's about time I met him, at the end of this month."

What secrets does he hold?

"That's an adult matter, Asuka, just focus on going to school. Okay, that's all for now. My position in Section 9 has changed, and I'm busy moving offices right now. Let's talk again when we have time."

"Beep, beep—"

Kasahara Asuka put down her phone, pouted, and muttered a few words of slight dissatisfaction.

"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. Why do you have to call her young..."

"Humph!"

"They're not little at all!"

"I'll just go ask my mom!"

After pondering for a long time in the direction Fujiwara Izaya had left, a bold idea gradually emerged in the younger sister's mind—before her older sister could make a move, she should first take down this strange senior and surprise her!

Chapter 11. Beauty can ruin a country!

Clang, clang.

The tram moved forward on the tracks without hesitation, and the carriage was less than half full, with the smell of alcohol and fatigue in the air.

Fujiwara Izaya propped his cheek up and gazed at the Tokyo night view outside the window.

The neon lights of the cosmetics advertisements flickered in the darkness, sometimes red, sometimes blue, like a living entity blinking.

Swaying and rocking, we got off at our stop.

The crowd poured out of the platform, hurrying home.

Along the way from the station to Asakusa Shrine, there are many convenience stores and izakayas. Whenever the doors open, the aroma of Japanese stew and Chinese steamed buns wafts out from these brightly lit shops.

Having skipped dinner, Fujiwara Izaya was so hungry that he bought a bag of meat buns and returned home around 10 p.m.

After taking a shower, I took two bottles of ice-cold beer and a glass from the refrigerator, washed two cucumbers, and sat down on the eaves of the worship hall to eat meat buns and cucumbers with the beer.

As night fell, the courtyard was shrouded in darkness. The weeds, having absorbed enough of the spring rain, grew wildly, and moss covered the edges of the pond.

The path, submerged in weeds, is more accurately described as a trail trodden by wild animals than as a man-made one.

Taking a sip of beer and a bite of meat bun, Fujiwara Izaya looked at the two old cherry trees planted in the yard.

Despite the dilapidated state of the entire Asakusa Shrine, the enormous cherry tree still bloomed with cherry blossoms this spring. The leaves swayed in the night breeze, making a soothing sound, and the petals swirled and fell in a flurry.

The scene is truly beautiful.

In *Rurouni Kenshin*, Seijuro Kosei said: "In spring, I watch the cherry blossoms at night; in summer, I gaze at the stars; in autumn, I admire the full moon; and in winter, I witness the first snow." In such a setting, how could any sake not taste good?

Viewing cherry blossoms at night in spring, paired with a glass of fine wine, is truly one of life's greatest pleasures.

Uh……

Fujiwara Izaya suddenly thought of a question.

There probably wasn't beer in Koki Seijuro's time, right?

Bow down.

Look at the glass in your hand; the yellowish liquid keeps bubbling up.

"Don't underestimate beer!"

With a hearty laugh, Fujiwara Izaya tilted his head back, drank the wine in his glass, and looked through the glass at the chandelier on the eaves.

Inside the smooth glass, a deep orange filament flickered.

Put down the wine glass.

Leaning against a pillar, I looked up at the Tokyo night sky. Under the clear moonlight, a few stars twinkled dimly.

The light pollution is too severe... Fujiwara Izaya picked up a cucumber and took a bite, his mouth was immediately filled with a refreshing taste.

There's wine, moon, cherry blossoms, and cucumbers. If only there were a beautiful woman to serve me... Thinking this, Fujiwara Izaya waved the cucumber in his hand.

"Yukihime, come out!"

In an instant, snowflakes began to fall in the courtyard, and the temperature plummeted. A snow woman, pure white, materialized from the frost and snow, gently knelt beside Fujiwara Izaya, the moonlight illuminating her fair face.

Those beautiful eyes gazed at their owner, as if trying to tell them something.

A sorrowful look in his eyes.

"Here you go." Fujiwara Izaya handed her a cucumber.

The snow woman shook her head.

She didn't want to eat cucumbers, she only wanted popsicles.

Fujiwara Izaya tapped her forehead with a cucumber: "I asked you to hold it for me so I could freeze it with your body heat!"

The Snow Woman pouted, looking aggrieved.

The owner is so mean!

But she could not disobey her master's orders.

Two small, snow-white hands timidly grasped the cucumber. The Snow Woman thought for a moment, then slightly pulled open her collar and stuffed the cucumber into the middle, using her skin to hold it in place for better freezing.

Ok.

Very reasonable.

That area has the largest coverage area on the entire body, making it the quickest to freeze.

Baby Snow Woman is very clever.

Not silly at all!

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya opened his mouth, but then hesitated and stopped.

This snow woman is really not very smart. We need to find a way to eat her as soon as possible... no, we need to awaken her.

The night breeze rustled through the courtyard, the leaves of the grass and trees whispering in the dim light. In the clear night, a large, black crow flew in from afar and landed on the eaves.

Even while still in mid-air, he could clearly see the scene in the courtyard.

The young master casually sat cross-legged on the wooden floor, leaning against a pillar, gazing at the courtyard.

Beside the young master, the moonlight shone on the snow-white woman. She remained kneeling, her hands clasped in front of her chest, gazing up at the young master.

Her already fair skin, bathed in moonlight, seemed to be sprinkled with phosphorescence, shimmering faintly, both sorrowful and beautiful.

Could this snow woman be the future young mistress...? A crow flew down from the courtyard and, just before landing, transformed into a tengu.

Wearing the armor of a military commander, with a samurai sword hanging at his waist, and tall traditional Japanese wooden clogs, he has a long red nose and a pair of jet-black wings.

His name is Dark Raven.

Because of his excellent skills in concealment and disguise, he was responsible for intelligence and liaison work in the hidden town, although most of the time he seemed to be neglecting his duties. But this was not his fault, after all... it was Fujiwara Izaya who ordered him to stay in Kitagawa Academy to keep watch and prevent ghosts from causing trouble there.

"Little Lord!"

Dark Raven knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully.

This is the first time in over a year that he has received a summons from the young master; there must be an important mission for him to complete.

Before Fujiwara Izaya could speak, he asked excitedly, "Did you call me here because you've decided to rule the world?"