I have an unlimited number of shikigami

Suddenly, a violent tremor erupted on the floor where Fujiwara Izaya was located, and a blinding light poured out of the window, briefly illuminating the dark and quiet building space.

Not long after, the boy walked out with his hands in his pockets, strolling leisurely.

His calm and composed demeanor made it seem as if he had just casually killed a few fish, nothing more than a trivial matter.

“Everyone, this place is all taken care of,” Fujiwara Izaya said to the group. “Just leave a few people to keep an eye out for anything suspicious. The rest of you can go home.”

The senior's demeanor seems a little different... Kasahara Asuka couldn't help but stare intently.

At this moment, Fujiwara Izaya's expression and posture were casual, exuding the spiritedness of a young man.

Despite wearing only cheap clothes that could be found anywhere, he couldn't hide the dignified air about him; deep in his pupils, a strong light flashed that was different from before, and with his handsome face, he looked exactly like an ancient nobleman.

So...

Kasahara Asuka's little brain is only now realizing what's happening.

The senior's naivety and innocence were all an act; he deceived himself!

Kitahara Takaki, who had been waiting downstairs, stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Master Fujiwara, thank you for your hard work!"

Arrogance, composure, and calm demeanor—that's the mark of a true master… Ito Takumi is completely captivated.

The process is simple and straightforward.

The scene of light illuminating the entire construction site in an instant is unforgettable.

only……

Ito Takumi was slightly confused.

Why did such a strong demonic energy fluctuation seem to have been emitted just now? Could it be that the master's shikigami, Yuki-onna, unleashed its power?

"I'm going back to rest now," Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile to everyone, then walked towards the Honda Syaoran parked at the entrance.

The most important thing right now is to go home and draw cards. I don't have time to chat and brag with you mortals.

"Senpai, wait for Asuka!"

Kasahara Asuka skipped and hopped after him, walking side by side with him.

“Little monk,” Inspector Suzuki called out enthusiastically from behind, “Golden Week is coming soon, and I’m planning to go to Asakusa Shrine to draw a fortune slip.”

"You are welcome anytime."

Fujiwara Izaya waved his hand behind him.

Kasahara Asuka tilted her head and looked at his profile: "Senpai is being dishonest!"

Although it was a complaining tone, one could hear the joy and happiness in the voice.

She felt that her senior had many secrets.

For example, that surge of demonic energy just now was so powerful that it exceeded her comprehension, and it was worth her further exploration.

Fujiwara Izaya, hands in his pockets, said, "I don't really want to behave myself today."

"Oh, not so keen on being well-behaved today? That's an interesting way to put it," Kasahara Asuka tilted her head, looking at him from a very cute angle. "After we leave here, how about you and Senpai go to a love hotel?"

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya tripped and almost fell flat on his face.

The little devil was still as unrestrained as ever... He felt like he couldn't afford to mess with her, so he quickly quickened his pace to shake her off, rushed out of the construction site, and rode off on his Honda Wolf.

"Hey, senior, wait for me!"

In the rearview mirror, the little witch chased after the car, shouting, "I haven't gotten in the car yet—"

Want to get on the bus?

You'd better just eat the exhaust fumes!

Fujiwara Ryūya twisted the throttle and rode his Honda Saga into the night.

"Asuka-san, remember to settle your payment with me on Monday, and then don't come looking for me again!"

These words drifted over from afar.

Amidst the pungent smell of gasoline, Asuka Kasahara puffed out her cheeks angrily and stomped her foot hard.

That stinky senior!

What an oblivious blockhead!

You'll never find a girlfriend like that!

As she pondered, Kasahara Asuka pouted, her beautiful and refined face showing a hint of grievance and resentment.

Whether within Shintoism or in the eyes of her teachers and classmates, she was a little princess who received much attention.

She is beautiful and has a cheerful personality, making her very popular. She is admired by her peers and loved by her elders.

Even the gods, upon seeing her, would praise Asuka's cuteness.

Besides her appearance, she is also excellent on the inside.

She possesses extraordinary talent and is hailed as a once-in-a-millennium genius priestess; her academic performance is excellent, and getting into a prestigious university would be no problem for her.

Clear-headed!

Calm and collected in handling matters... right?

While her peers were still figuring things out under the protection of their elders, she was already capable of standing on her own, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the future growth of Tokyo Daijingu Shrine, making her a model of a perfect shrine maiden!

But when it came to Fujiwara Izaya, Kasahara Asuka discovered that all her charms were completely ineffective against him...

This is so hurtful to a young girl's self-esteem!

snort!

The junior student is angry.

I've already remembered this grudge. In the future, I'll definitely turn that senior into a little dog and make him pay double!

In the quiet construction site, only the escape lights flickered in the darkness, their eerie green glow emanating from the lamps.

"Little Master Kasahara~"

Inspector Suzuki drove out in his police car and waved to the girl at the door: "Are you going back to Tokyo Daijingu Shrine? I'll give you a ride."

"No," Kasahara Asuka shrugged, looking bored. "You should leave now and stop bothering me."

"okay!"

Inspector Suzuki floored the accelerator, the heavy exhaust note echoing through the streets late at night.

One by one, except for a few Section 9 agents who remained, most people withdrew. The empty construction site seemed even more tranquil, and the crescent moon in the sky appeared increasingly desolate and lonely.

In the darkness, the leaves of the green trees rustled against each other, making an eerie sound.

A motorcycle came to a stop without a sound.

It was indeed completely silent. There might be a slight tire friction sound, but it was almost imperceptible. This was probably due to the illusion created by the motorcycle's all-black paint job, making it appear as if a ghost was silently passing by.

Kasahara Asuka looked up at the motorcycle driver.

The tall woman's body, wrapped in a black latex suit, was exceptionally sexy. The suit had no extra patterns or designs, making it seem as if the already black suit had been soaked in ink again.

Above the latex suit, a beautiful face was revealed.

In contrast to her jet-black leather jacket, she had long, almost fiery orange hair. The combination of the two colors did not seem jarring; on the contrary, it created an indescribable beauty.

Perhaps it's because of her beautiful and aloof appearance, like an exquisite statue made of materials that don't exist in reality, that makes her seem so perfectly harmonious.

Just as Kasahara Asuka was about to speak, she saw the rider get off the motorcycle.

Her pointed high heels clicked crisply on the ground as she walked forward with light steps, her waist swaying gracefully, making her seem like a princess about to attend a royal banquet.

"Sister." Kasahara Asuka lowered her head slightly, her expression more obedient than ever before.

Kasahara Fukari put a helmet on her younger sister's head, and while helping her fasten the buckle, she asked, "Have you had enough fun tonight?"

"I've had enough fun."

"That's good, let's go home."

"Aren't you going to ask me about tonight?" the younger sister asked curiously.

“Let me think about it…” Kasahara Fukari pondered for a moment, then smiled slowly.

She didn't say anything, but silently turned around and took out a pack of cigarettes with long filters from under the motorcycle's windshield, took one out, put it in her mouth, and lit it with a match.

"Sister's smoking again!" Kasahara Asuka glared at her, displeased. "It's bad for your health, it damages your skin, and it sets a bad example for your younger sister!"

"Get in the car!"

Kasahara Fukari waved for her to sit on the back of the motorcycle.

Looking at her sister's face, and then at the cigarette in her mouth, Kasahara Asuka spoke as if in protest: "Fujiwara Rin isn't a yokai either, he can summon shikigami!"

"Oh, I understand, sister." Kasahara Fukari exhaled a puff of smoke and advised, "When you've had enough fun, go back to school and don't get involved in his affairs anymore. You're not capable enough yet, be careful not to get scammed."

Kasahara Asuka bit her lower lip slightly.

The younger sister had a rebellious expression, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

"I won't be fooled..." she thought with a hint of resentment. She jumped onto the back of the motorcycle, wrapped her arms around her sister's waist, and quietly lay on her sister's back, muttering to herself in a voice only she could hear.

"You just wait, senior. I'll prove to my sister that Asuka is already a capable adult..."

Kasahara Fukaeri stepped into gear and twisted the accelerator.

"Om~"

The engine emitted a low, rumbling sound, then quickly fell silent as the black motorcycle disappeared into the night streets like a ghost.

Chapter 45. Dog sends back a message from Mount Eihiko.

It was 2 a.m. when I returned to Asakusa Shrine.

Cherry blossoms fall amidst the ruins.

Silently, the petals fluttered and fell.

When the lamps in the worship hall are turned on, the pale light reveals that all the objects are covered in mottled paint, and the dimly lit corridor leading to the backyard faintly smells of moldy books.