I have an unlimited number of shikigami

Fujiwara Izaya turned to look at her, forcing a polite smile onto his face, and waved.

"Hi~"

I gave a quick greeting and ran over without stopping.

Yukino Riho stood at the shop entrance, stunned for a long time.

I just accepted his favor yesterday, and today he's acting like a complete stranger... How can he be so cold!

snort!

You stinky man!

I'm never talking to you again!

Just as she was filled with complaints and had nowhere to vent them, she faintly heard running footsteps again. When she looked up, Fujiwara Rinya ran back, a bright smile on his handsome face covered in sweat: "Hello, Yukino-san."

"Ah."

Yukino Riho nodded reservedly.

They're willing to say hello now?

Do you realize you were wrong?

If you admit your mistakes and correct them, there's still hope for you...

The next second, Fujiwara Izaya looked at the motorcycle in front of the door and said directly, "Miss Yukino, could you please give me the keys? I'm in a hurry."

"...?"

Yukino Riho's expression froze slightly, and her fist hardened instantly.

That clean and handsome face became increasingly hateful in her eyes, and she wished she could stomp on it, crush his lips, and yell at him, "If you can't speak properly, then shut your mouth, sister."

Fujiwara Izaya waved in front of her: "Miss Yukino?"

no response.

He added, "Stupid woman."

This person is alright in every way, except that he often inexplicably becomes dazed and silly, which is quite attractive.

Yukino Riho finally realized what he meant and glared at him angrily: "Don't call me a stupid woman!"

Then she pulled out a key and threw it over.

Watching Fujiwara Izaya mount his Honda Sail and start the engine, her lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to remind him to be careful lately and to be cautious on night roads, but in the end she couldn't say anything, only letting out a soft sigh.

Humans and demons are different, let alone priests and demons... All Yukino Riho could do was pray for the boy in her heart, praying that he wouldn't be caught in a sack halfway through the journey.

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Riding his scooter back to Asakusa Shrine, Fujiwara Rin saw many police officers questioning pedestrians along the way. He ignored them, preoccupied with something: why Yukino Riho had given him such a complicated look before leaving, as if she had some unspeakable secret.

I don't think I've done anything to wrong her, have I?

Thinking about it carefully, from rescuing someone from drowning to buying her Honda Civic, they had only known each other for about a week and hadn't had any complicated conversations. So what was with that "be careful of being stabbed" look in her eyes?

It's so weird... It's like I've taken advantage of her and then abandoned her.

Back at Asakusa Shrine, Fujiwara Izaya went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, looked at the ingredients inside for a while, and was just deciding what to eat when an unknown number called. He held the phone in one hand and took ingredients from the refrigerator with the other.

"Senior~"

It's that little devil, Asuka.

"what's up?"

"Please answer 100 questions about your senior!"

"what?"

Question 1: What type of girl does the senior like?

"Mature woman, young married woman, widow, prefix: wealthy."

"beep--"

Kasahara Asuka hung up the phone without hesitation.

Goodness… Fujiwara Rin couldn’t help but think to himself, “Junior, you really don’t hold back.”

Once I get the reward, I'll blacklist her immediately!

Put away your phone and take out garlic, bell peppers, ham, and thin noodles.

First, boil the thin noodles in water, then drain and let them dry. Chop some garlic and sauté it in olive oil. Then add the chopped bell peppers and ham and sauté until fragrant. Add the boiled noodles and stir-fry until the moisture evaporates. When plating, sprinkle with a layer of finely chopped cilantro.

Not bad.

Even without any complicated seasonings, the colorful presentation alone is enough to whet the appetite.

Finally, make a light and refreshing tomato and cheese salad for a simple yet delicious breakfast.

Fujiwara Rinya poured himself a glass of water, took his dinner back to his room, put the rented Spanish movie discs into the second-hand DVD player, and then turned on the TV to watch and eat.

Halfway through the meal, Asuka Kasahara called again.

"Please answer my 100 questions about my senior! Question 2: Does your senior prefer white or black socks?"

Why ask that?

"I've always been used to wearing white, and I've only worn the black one once, so I wanted to ask about your preferences. If you like black, I'll switch to wearing black from now on!"

"I like things that look good."

So you don't have any specific preferences?

"Ah."

"What are you doing now, senior?"

"Is this the third question?"

"That doesn't count, please answer, senior!"

Looking at the Barcelona street scene in the movie, Fujiwara Izaya replied absentmindedly, "I'm watching the movie while munching on fried noodles."

"one person?"

"Is there a problem?"

"This is terrible! Senior, you have to find a way to change this!"

"I'll tell you a story, do you want to hear it?"

"Please speak."

Fujiwara Izaya picked up his water glass, took a sip, and then said mysteriously, "There's a flock of swallows that comes to build their nests under my eaves every spring and leaves right on time in the summer. They've been doing this for over ten years without fail. This spring they came again, and I couldn't contain my curiosity, so I went to ask the swallows, 'Swallows, swallows, why do you come every spring?' Guess what the swallows said?"

"What did Yanzi say?" Kasahara Asuka's voice sounded quite curious.

“Yanzi said, cough cough…” Fujiwara Izaya cleared his throat and said loudly, “Mind your own business!”

"Haha, I've learned something. I'll curse like that from now on."

"...Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry? You're such a young man, yet you're already a lonely old man. How could I bear to be angry with you, right?"

"A person is either lonely or vulgar!"

Schopenhauer?

"...You actually knew that?"

"Asuka is practically a literary girl too!"

"I can't tell."

"Hehe (smugly), Asuka has many, many more good qualities, senpai, would you like to explore them?"

How do we explore it?

"If you win Asuka's heart, she'll naturally belong to you, heart and soul. You can spend your whole life exploring Asuka's heart."

"I hope it's true."

"I hope what you told me is true."

"If possible, I want to be an honest person. I'm learning Spanish, but I failed."

"Spanish? That sounds so cool, how did you end up learning that?"

"Yes. Languages ​​are always a good thing; the more you know, the better. Besides, I'm naturally gifted with languages, so wouldn't it be a waste not to learn a few more?"

By this time, the fried noodles were finished, and Fujiwara Rinya put his phone on his shoulder and carried the plate back to the kitchen to wash it.

"You're showing off, aren't you?" Kasahara Asuka said teasingly. "You're not trying to impress me with your erudition, are you?"

"That's a bit too narcissistic of you to say."

"Isn't Asuka cute?"

"good."

"You're being so perfunctory, senior~"

He heard the sound of calves kicking the sofa from the other end of the receiver. Fujiwara Izaya imagined her kicking the sofa as if it were him in a huff, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, senior, you smiled!"

"Is there?"

"Asuka heard that, right? Tell me, are you happy because you received my call?"

"Wordy."

After washing the plates, wiping them dry with a cloth, and putting them back in the sterilizer, Fujiwara Izaya said, "I really need to do my homework now."

"See you Monday, Mua~!"

Ah!

woman!

Fujiwara Izaya sneered at his phone screen, just about to start his homework.