I have an unlimited number of shikigami

"The beauty of cherry blossoms is luxurious and grand, even aggressive; the beauty of plum blossoms is pure and dignified, aloof and unconventional. The beauty of the two is not superior or inferior, but only in terms of the artistic conception. It all depends on the mood of the viewer."

"Haha, you really know how to talk, senpai." Kasahara Asuka chuckled.

Seemingly satisfied with the answer, she stopped teasing Fujiwara Izaya, straddled Honda Syaoran's back seat, and waved her hand forward: "Silver Dragon, let's go!"

Fujiwara Izaya suddenly twisted the back door.

boom--

chug--

cough cough-

Then the Honda Civic stalled.

"Your skills are terrible!" Kasahara Asuka remarked.

“It’s not my fault,” Fujiwara Izaya restarted the engine and explained, “There was too much water in the exhaust pipe, and I haven’t had time to drain it yet.”

"If there's a lot of water in the pipes, shouldn't it be more lubricated?"

"..."

"Senior, why did you stop?"

"..."

"With less friction, the sprint should be faster."

"..."

"Hurry up and move, senior! Asuka can't wait!"

Chapter 34. The Junior with Money Power

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

Fujiwara Izaya took a deep breath.

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

A beautiful sunset can wash away the lust in one's heart. After washing himself clean, Fujiwara Izaya turned to look at his little devil junior: "Since your driving skills are so proficient, how about you drive this car?"

Kasahara Asuka obediently shut her mouth.

She held Fujiwara Izaya's shoulders with both hands, staring at him with her innocent and bewildered eyes, as if she couldn't understand what he was saying.

When she pretends to be innocent, no one knows how lewd she really is inside.

"...Be careful not to get yourself into trouble." Fujiwara Rin muttered irritably, then started the Honda Syaoran again and slowly drove towards the crime scene from that morning.

The distance of a few hundred meters was covered in the blink of an eye.

The daytime tents were still there, but there were far fewer police officers on guard; only two remained.

Upon seeing the two men arrive, the two policemen immediately rode their motorcycles in the opposite direction to the nearest intersection on the road and blocked off the entire section, prohibiting unauthorized personnel from entering.

On top of the tent, Araki Jiro, who had transformed into his spider form, stared at the two people on the motorcycle with his tiny eyes.

He doesn't have to do anything tonight.

All we need to do is use that vengeful spirit to test Fujiwara Izaya's strength.

If he has the ability to kill his elder brother, then go back and report to his sister-in-law so she can drain him dry; if he doesn't have that ability, then it proves he didn't kill his elder brother, and I'll sneak into his room tonight and drain him dry.

No matter what, he's doomed!

"Hehehehe..." Looking at the fair-skinned and tender-looking priest, Araki Jiro revealed a cruel grin. "Who told you to be so coincidentally involved in your brother's death? You can only blame your own bad luck!"

As darkness fell, the last rays of the setting sun disappeared.

When Asuka Kasahara arrived at the scene, she circled the tent. From the furrowed brow, it was clear that the problem was somewhat tricky.

Fujiwara Izaya was also observing.

Vengeful spirits are impossible to find during the day when yang energy is abundant.

Only when dusk falls, and the yin energy of heaven and earth overwhelms the yang energy, will their remaining activities become apparent.

As a yokai, Fujiwara Izaya is quite sensitive to the resentment left behind by vengeful spirits. Without activating any skills, he can directly see the scene of the car accident, which is full of various red and black twisted scratches, bite marks, and movement traces left by snakes.

By following this crawl mark, you can find the hiding place of the vengeful spirit.

In contrast, Asuka Kasahara doesn't have that ability; she can only rely on some tools to test.

Fujiwara Izaya saw that she took out a handful of white silver coins, a white silk scroll, a stick of incense to guide the soul, a paper horse, a paper figure, as well as two ritual implements: a taiko drum and a bell.

They seem very professional.

Also, they look extremely wealthy.

Some of these props, Fujiwara Rinya had seen in the shops around Meiji Shrine; the taiko drum and rattle each cost close to eight figures.

Kasahara Asuka first laid a white cloth on the ground, then piled up the coins, and then inserted the incense sticks into the pile of coins and lit them.

In the dim light, the little witch gently waved a bell while chanting incantations.

Accompanied by the chanting of incantations, the smoke from the soul-guiding incense flowed downwards.

Upon contact with the lingering resentment on the asphalt road, the smoke gradually became eroded by the resentment within, turning reddish-black. This reddish-black smoke retreated, surrounding one of the silver coins and staining it reddish-black as well.

Kasahara Asuka took out another talisman from her pocket, held it between two fingers, and solemnly threw it at the incense stick. As if it had a spirit, the talisman floated to the incense stick and exploded into a cloud of smoke with a "bang".

"Show your intention, reveal your true form!"

Kasahara Asuka shouted sweetly.

Divine power gathered at her fair fingertips, transforming into blue light that shone onto the paper figures and horses.

In an instant, the paper figure grabbed the red and black silver coin, jumped onto the paper horse, and the paper horse galloped off in the direction where the sun was setting.

Fujiwara Izaya was dumbfounded.

Even though I don't know what she's doing, she still seems really impressive.

In contrast, his method of performing the ritual for the deceased seemed simple, unadorned, and rather dull.

And he was also very envious.

If he knew this kind of spell that could bring fictional characters to life, wouldn't all the wives in his phone also be able to come to life...?

After finishing her work, Kasahara Asuka looked at Fujiwara Izaya with a smile: "Does senpai know what Asuka did?"

Ok.

He had a smug look on his face.

It was as if they were saying, "Serves you right for dragging Miyaka down!"

Fujiwara Rin didn't speak, but answered her own question: "I used magic to imbue the silver coin with the resentment of a vengeful spirit, and then I sent paper figures and paper horses to find the vengeful spirit and lure it over."

"Awesome!" Fujiwara Izaya gave a thumbs up.

That's a brilliant move.

You should know that vengeful spirits are mindless creatures.

If the silver coin imbued with resentment appears before the vengeful spirit, it will instinctively try to reclaim the resentment that originally belonged to it, thus achieving the goal of luring the snake out of its hole.

"This isn't over yet, hehe."

Kasahara Asuka smiled proudly.

She pulled out a thick stack of talismans from her bosom, selected five spots around the tent, and placed a talisman under each spot with a silver coin. Just when Fujiwara Izaya thought she was done, she shifted the location by about thirty centimeters and placed another talisman under each spot.

She repeated this process twenty times until she finally arranged the pentagrams into a circle.

"call--"

After catching her breath, Kasahara Asuka skipped over to Fujiwara Izaya like a little girl who had just gotten a perfect score, her delicate face beaming with a smug smile that seemed to say, "Hurry up and ask, I'm going to show off!"

Seeing the beads of sweat on her forehead, Fujiwara Rin asked cooperatively, "What were you doing just now?"

"Hehe, you're such an idiot, senior. You don't know anything." Kasahara Asuka put her hands on her hips, looking as happy as could be. "The pentagram array that Asuka just set up is called Seimei Kikyo Seal. Each corner was pre-arranged with a spirit talisman, so when you need to use it, you don't need to chant any incantations. You can just use your hand gestures to activate it, achieving an instant effect!"

Fujiwara Izaya looked at the talisman on the ground, tears of poverty welling up in his eyes.

If I remember correctly, the talismans used to set up formations are called formation talismans. They are one-time consumable talismans, and the lowest grade costs 2 yen per chapter.

She printed out 20 Seimei Kikyo in one go, which means she used a full 100 array talismans.

A quick calculation reveals the answer.

Two million yen gone.

That's such a waste of money...

As the sun disappeared below the horizon, the remaining fiery red light eagerly turned purplish-red.

As dusk approached its critical point, just as darkness was about to surpass light, at the boundary between light and darkness, Fujiwara Izaya raised his head and looked ahead at the street.

"Om~"

The air seemed to vibrate slightly.

He and Asuka Kasahara both felt a slight ringing in their ears, like the sound of sea breeze passing through rusty barbed wire.

This was the real moment as they passed through the time of the Demon's Hour and were about to face the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. The first demon of the night had already bared its fangs at the two of them.

Chapter 35. Kasahara Asuka’s Katyusha style.

The cool moonlight shone brightly on the entire avenue as the clouds rushed across the sky.

In the middle of the road, something was crawling in the moonlight. Kasahara Asuka looked at it from afar and thought that the thing looked like fine mist condensed under the moonlight, or like a woman wearing a white dress.

The night was quiet.

Only the wind blew past. In the darkness, the green leaves rustled silently.

There is resentment in the wind.

The temperature dropped instantly.

Kasahara Asuka hugged her arms and hunched her neck as if she were cold.