I have an unlimited number of shikigami

She wanted to frame herself as a pervert who stole stockings?

Or perhaps, those two pairs of stockings were just a distraction, and the junior had actually prepared another plan to deal with him?

Fujiwara Izaya slightly raised his head, his gaze sweeping warily around the classroom. During this time, his entire body was tense, as if he were ready to deal with any unexpected events at any moment.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for get out of class to end, but nothing happened.

"Hey, Fujiwara, let's go find the culprit who stole the socks!" Ikeda Seiji turned around and looked at Fujiwara Izaya expectantly.

Fujiwara Izaya nonchalantly reached one hand into the drawer: "Why?"

Two girls were secretly watching from their desks on the other side of the aisle.

"First, find that pervert and clear my name!" Ikeda Seiji raised one finger, then immediately raised a second. "Second, Asuka is a shrine maiden at Tokyo Daijingu Shrine, holding a very important position in the Onmyōryō (Bureau of Yin and Yang). Helping her find the suspect might just..."

“I don’t really care about those things,” Fujiwara Izaya shrugged.

Despite being a priest himself, he was completely unaware of the power structure within Shintoism.

He reached into the drawer and clenched the stockings, intending to secretly take them to the toilet to burn them.

Just then, a notification popped up in the system.

You have a new random task.

Just click to open.

[Random Quest: At 12:10 PM, the shrine maiden Kasahara, who suspects you, will appear. Please maintain your priestly identity.]

[Task requirement: Perform an exorcism in front of her.]

[Deadline: Before May.]

[Task Rewards: 5000 points, 10 Jade]

Oops.

Heart moved.

5000 points can buy 25 popsicles for the Snow Maiden, while 10 jades are enough for a 10-pull...

This is a windfall!

We absolutely must win!

“Ikeda,” Fujiwara Izaya said, his expression turning serious, “Tell me everything you know about Asuka-san!”

"...Are you serious?" Ikeda Seiji was surprised for a moment, then leaned his head closer.

The two boys huddled together on the table, whispering amongst themselves. What they were saying was unknown, but they seemed to be discussing something of great importance.

Perhaps it's a feat that will save the world.

※※※※※

A refreshing sea breeze blows from Tokyo Bay, swaying the white curtains.

A few cherry blossom petals drifted into the classroom on the breeze, landing on the beechwood desk by the window. The faint sounds of girls playing and laughing could be heard outside. Sunlight streaming through the glass window drew a line down the center of the desk, sharply separating light and shadow.

Fujiwara Izaya placed his two hands on the table, his right hand in the light and his left hand in the shadow.

The paper he was holding in the middle was covered with writing.

【Asuka Kasahara】

[16 years old, 162cm tall (fully developed, long legs)]

Charm: 9 (out of 10)

[Information: A shrine maiden of Tokyo's Daijingu Shrine, hailed as the most talented shrine maiden currently, possessing mid-level strength, and currently preparing for the examination to advance to a higher level.]

No dating history!

[Analysis: She looks like a typical high school girl these days—a bright and beautiful girl who celebrates youth. She's not dull-witted, rather proactive, knows how to be playful, and has some strange, quirky tastes. Be careful not to become her plaything.]

[Tips: If she likes sweets, cute animals, and romantic gestures, offer her a reliable hug when things go wrong.]

This table is a "Kasahara Asuka Personal Report" compiled by Fujiwara Izaya based on information from Ikeda Seiji, whose information came from Koike Masami of Class 1-B, so its accuracy should be quite high.

Looking at the words on the paper, Fujiwara Izaya fell into deep thought.

He could probably guess why Asuka had come.

He was prepared for the situation of being suspected, and he didn't think it was too troublesome at the moment.

The reason for this can be traced back to the mother's role.

Fujiwara Izaya's mother was the last shrine maiden of Asakusa Shrine and also a half-demon. Her demon bloodline came from Emperor Sutoku, specifically from Shiramine Sagami-bo, one of the Eight Great Tengu.

From the moment he stepped into Asakusa Shrine, many high-ranking people had their eyes on him. Although outsiders didn't know the nature of his relationship with that shrine maiden, what if...?

Whether it's speculation, suspicion, or vigilance, the general opinion within Shintoism towards Asakusa Shrine is not very friendly.

Besides keeping his true identity a secret from humans, Fujiwara Izaya also cannot reveal it to the yokai (supernatural beings) clan.

the reason is simple.

Stay put and don't take any risks!

Within the numerous Tengu clan, there is a clear system of identity and hierarchy.

The lowest-ranking Karasu Tengu are equivalent to ordinary soldiers and are directly under the command of the Tengu. The Tengu are mid-level leaders with fixed positions and titles, such as the White Wolf Tengu in charge of guard duty, the Leaf Tengu in charge of attacking enemy positions, and the Mountain Tengu in charge of logistics.

All the tengu and crow tengu in the world obey the eight great tengu. Among them, Sagamibo Great Tengu is the absolute leader of the tengu clan. He was transformed from the vengeful spirit of Emperor Sutoku and has an arrogant attitude and unfathomable strength.

Today, the absolute leader has disappeared.

The remaining seven Great Tengu probably felt that dawn had broken and that they were in a position of power, so they fought fiercely for the position of leader.

At this time, the appearance of a descendant of Emperor Sutoku would probably not be very threatening to the seven demon kings.

If you rashly reveal your identity, even if you aren't secretly killed, you'll be captured by some Great Tengu and put on a neon version of "using the emperor to command the princes".

This is not the situation that Fujiwara Izaya wanted to see.

He could only temporarily retreat into his own little world, secretly developing in an undisturbed environment, and then amaze everyone... cough cough, once he's fully developed, this young master will go straight to Takamagahara, who the hell cares about such human affairs.

Chapter 16. A faint, dangerous aura emanated from Kasahara Asuka.

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Fujiwara Izaya slowly began tidying up his desk.

"Fujiwara, get up quickly! Koike says Tosaka went to the cafeteria!" Ikeda Seiji shouted from the doorway. "If you want to chat her up, you'd better go early, or you won't have a chance later when there are too many people!"

The last class had just ended, and the classroom still maintained the quiet atmosphere of the lesson, making the little monk's voice sound particularly shrill.

Could this guy please keep his voice down...? Fujiwara Izaya sighed and, amidst the strange looks from his other classmates, followed Ikeda Seiji toward the cafeteria.

To get from the teaching building to the cafeteria in the main building, you have to walk through an elevated corridor. The midday sun in April was just right, and his figure was reflected in the shimmering glass corridor.

I glanced at it sideways.

What I saw was a perfectly handsome guy!

Especially his eyes, which are as clear as a lake when viewed up close and as high and distant as mountains when viewed from afar, making one immediately feel that he is an intelligent person.

Could it be that……

Fujiwara Izaya considered another possibility.

Is the female student lusting after his body?

Tui!

woman!

Dream on!

This young master doesn't fall in love.

High school should be a time to study hard, get into a prestigious university, graduate perfectly, enjoy life as a social elite for a while, and then go to Takamagahara to enjoy the leisurely life of a divine civil servant. This is the correct path for a demon's life!

Lost in thought, Izaya Fujiwara arrived at the cafeteria and, as usual, ordered a pork cutlet rice bowl, carrying it to a corner seat.

Ikeda Seiji didn't know what to eat, so he ordered the same thing as him and even offered him lemonade.

The cafeteria at the private Kitagawa Academy is priced similarly to a regular student restaurant, but the ingredients and cooking methods are comparable to those of a five-star hotel. The only downside is that the environment is a bit noisy.

However, Fujiwara Izaya himself prefers to eat in crowded places, so the cafeteria is the perfect place for him.

At a table about fifteen meters to the side, four girls sat down; they were the same cute junior girls from last time.

Two of them were people that Izaya Fujiwara knew.

One had short hair, the other had long orange hair.

Moreover, the girl with long orange hair was staring at him intentionally or unintentionally, just like last time, looking like she was about to come up and chat him up at any moment.

Fujiwara Izaya glanced at his watch.

Exactly 12:10.

Looking up again, sure enough, Asuka Kasahara stood up, pressing her skirt down with both hands.

As her flowing skirt drew closer, she walked straight up to Fujiwara Izaya, braced herself on the corner of the table with one hand, and asked with her head bowed, "Senpai, do you have time to talk to me?"

Her commanding presence was very intimidating, like that of a yakuza boss.

Fujiwara Izaya looked at her again and noticed that her uniform was not worn properly. The bow at the collar was tied loosely, and the cuffs of her spring sweater were held lightly in her palms, forming a strange way of wearing it that is commonly known as "cute sleeves".

Although she's cute, if I were the disciplinary committee member, I guarantee I'd make sure you couldn't get into school... Fujiwara Izaya thought to himself, criticizing her outfit, but replied without changing his expression, "Okay."

Then, Asuka Kasahara glanced at Ikeda Seiji.

The little monk nervously swallowed, and stammered, "Asuka-san, you..."

“Call me Kasahara-kun!” Kasahara Asuka interrupted him coldly.

Seiji Ikeda was stunned.

After a long pause, he stammered, "Eh?"

In Japan, only very close friends can call each other by their first names; ordinary friends cannot do so.

Kasahara Asuka wasn't familiar with the little monk, so naturally she didn't like him calling her that.