I have an unlimited number of shikigami

Provided his own safety is guaranteed, he hopes that he can have every meal with this older sister from now on.

Chapter 62. Riding on the Back of the Silver Dragon

On the subway back to the shrine, Fujiwara Izaya opened Line to check.

Asuka: What do you mean, senpai?

Asuka: You and my sister are together now?

Asuka: Did your older sister ask you to say that?

[Asuka: Why aren't you reading? Are you with your sister?]

[Asuka: Aaaaaaah (frustrated.jpg)]

[Asuka: In what way does Asuka fall short compared to her older sister?! !!!]

User "Asuka" retracted a message.

She sent over twenty messages, three of which she retracted; those three were probably all insults. Fujiwara Izaya read the messages, imagining his junior's frantic reaction, but none of them were going to be replied to.

After getting off the subway, he browsed around a nearby supermarket for a while and bought a lot of food.

I returned to the shrine with a large paper bag, wrapped the vegetables and meat pieces in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator. I spent the afternoon finishing all my Golden Week homework. For dinner, I had pickled mackerel and a vegetable salad.

The next day, May arrived.

Fujiwara Izaya gets up at seven in the morning and makes sandwiches in the kitchen.

Toast the bread, then spread the fried eggs on top. Don't wash the pan used to fry the eggs; melt the butter, then add the ham and beef and fry slowly until golden brown. Remove from the pan and spread evenly over the fried eggs.

Squeeze on some salad dressing, and finally top with a slice of toast. Your delicious sandwich is ready!

"I'm starting!"

I put my hands together, said something to the air, took a bite, and felt a surge of happiness.

"Senior, senior, senior—"

"cough~"

Fujiwara Rin also choked.

After coughing several times, I turned to look out and saw Asuka Kasahara running from the worship hall to the restaurant. Her long white dress bloomed like a flower in the dimly lit corridor.

This guy is so overly friendly!

Can you please stop treating Asakusa Shrine like your own home?

Kasahara Asuka ran straight up to Fujiwara Izaya and stood still in front of him, clenching her small fists and striking a pose of anger typical of pretty girls—very cute.

Once she was sure that Senior Wood understood her emotions, she began her next move: she raised her little fists high, leaned forward, and punched him repeatedly in the chest.

"You womanizer!"

Why are you bullying me with my older sister?

Fujiwara Izaya thought to himself, "It's all for the money."

"I hate it, I hate it, I hate it—"

"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death, you scumbag!"

"Asuka-san, please calm down." Fujiwara Izaya placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her away. "As a professional priest, I must keep my distance from you after I've been paid!"

Kasahara Asuka looked up, her delicate face directly facing him: "You just wait and see! Hmph~"

“Understood.” Fujiwara Izaya nodded. “Please stay at least 1.22 meters away from me. This is the maximum allowable distance for basic social distancing.”

"I won't leave, hee hee hee~" Kasahara Asuka stuck out her tongue at him, then instantly forgot the unpleasantness from before, and a super sweet and obedient smile appeared on her lips, "Senpai, how about we go shopping together today?"

"I have something to do," Fujiwara Izaya refused.

Kasahara Asuka persisted, asking, "What is it? Is it fun? Take Asuka with you."

“This isn’t fun,” Fujiwara Izaya couldn’t help but reach out and tap her forehead, speaking like he was scolding a child. “There’s a funeral to attend today, so don’t cause any trouble.”

"funeral……"

Kasahara Asuka pursed her lips.

As if she had suffered some great injustice, she gently tugged at Fujiwara Izaya's sleeve a few times: "Asuka wants to get her nails done, can you keep her company? She's so pitiful. Her mother forces her to study all day long, and her older sister is trying to steal the man she has her eye on. If you don't pay attention to her, she's going to run away from home."

"The man you've set your sights on?" Fujiwara Izaya was somewhat taken aback.

"Hehe~~" Kasahara Asuka smiled slyly, her bright eyes sparkling.

Just seeing that smile, he knew she was lying. Fujiwara Rin pushed her away impatiently and turned to walk towards the room: "I'm changing my clothes and going out now. If you're not leaving, you're staying here to watch the house."

"Aaaaah, you blockhead!"

Kasahara Asuka cursed at his retreating back.

"It's just a funeral, it's not like I can't go... I just don't believe you can spend the whole day at the funeral..."

When Fujiwara Izaya came out after changing his clothes, he didn't see his junior.

I thought she had left, but when I went outside, I saw her standing under the torii gate, lost in thought, seemingly waiting for me.

"What are you still doing here?" Fujiwara Izaya walked towards Honda Kosaku.

As soon as the engine was started, Asuka Kasahara came running over.

Under the bright sunlight, the girl's skirt fluttered, and even though it was only May, it already had the feel of summer.

"Going to a funeral with my senior~" Kasahara Asuka replied with a smile, "I've never attended one before, so I'm entrusting my first time to my senior."

The moment she opened her mouth, a refreshing orange scent wafted from her breath.

It turned out to be orange-flavored chewing gum.

"Senpai, would you like some?" Kasahara Asuka took out chewing gum from her pocket.

"No." Fujiwara Izaya shook his head.

"want."

"No."

"want."

"Okay, I'll take it."

To avoid an endless tug-of-war, Fujiwara Izaya had no choice but to compromise.

"Be good, senior, open your mouth so your junior can feed you." Kasahara Asuka peeled off the chewing gum wrapper.

Fujiwara Izaya opened his mouth.

A piece of chewing gum was thrown into his mouth.

After chewing a few times, my mouth was filled with a refreshing sweetness, with a hint of sourness.

"Be good next time too!" Asuka Kasahara patted his shoulder with her small hand, her words filled with joy. Then, she sat sideways on the back of Honda Syaoran, one hand on his shoulder, and shouted energetically, "Silver Dragon, let's go!"

Fujiwara Izaya remained motionless for a long time.

"Senior! Do you want me to put my arm around your waist before you'll set off?"

Fujiwara Izaya stretched his hand behind him and said irritably, "Wear a helmet."

"No," Kasahara Asuka shook her head vigorously, looking at the helmet he handed her like it was trash. "This helmet is too ugly and doesn't do justice to Asuka's beauty!"

Fujiwara Izaya was too lazy to waste words with her.

He flipped his wrist and slammed the helmet onto her head, threatening, "Either wear it properly, or get out of the car and walk."

"Ugh, ugh, you're just as nagging as my sister!" Kasahara Asuka protested huffed, reluctantly putting on what she considered the hideously ugly helmet, her small hands once again gripping his shoulders: "Silver Dragon, let's go—"

Why is it called the Silver Dragon?

"The back of the silver dragon is blind and tired. The fortress chants Xiao Changγ.

(Riding on the back of a silver dragon, flying to the desert of life.)

Kasahara Asuka answered by singing.

Although it lacks the depth and emotion of Miyuki Nakajima's original version, it has the advantage of a youthful, sweet, and energetic tone, which is not bad.

but……

"Asuka-san, this is a white car."

"...I'll get it painted silver tomorrow!"

"Don't go."

"Asuka, pay double!"

"Good boss!"

"Hahaha, senior is so greedy..."

"I'm not only greedy for money, but also lustful."

"You mustn't be lewd!"

"I should be the one saying that to you."

"Oh, then please, senior and Asuka, if you dare to laugh..."

The Honda Cougar slowly drove towards Adachi Ward, leaving behind a series of crisp laughs along the way, like bubbles sparkling with colorful light, ushering in the summer season.

Chapter 63. We can't graduate in a cemetery!

Adachi Ward.

Located in northern Tokyo, far from the city center.

Starting from Asakusa, the further north you go, the lower the buildings become on both sides of the national highway. The road surface is very dry, and whenever a truck speeds by, the dust it kicks up makes you frown and rub your eyes.

The Honda Koro drove into a nearly abandoned industrial area. Most of the factory buildings had their doors and windows tightly closed, the walls were covered with ivy, and the safety stairs were rusty.

"What are you doing here, senior?" Kasahara Asuka asked curiously, looking around at her surroundings.