I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 291 - 127. Another woman just came in here, right?_2

Hoshimi Rinko fell silent for a moment, her hands resting on the wooden floor of the corridor. After a long pause, she finally spoke, "Actually, you’re just too much of a jerk; otherwise, you wouldn’t have so many troubles." Her voice was calm and straightforward, as ethereal and immaculate as the moon she was gazing at.

"I know." Fujiwara Reya looked at the night sky, seeing the moon faintly veiled by a patch of dark cloud. "It’s the same with you, senpai. I often think how nice it would be if I could see you every day in the future."

In the tranquil night, their voices were understated, not as intense as one might imagine, but there was a sense of mutual understanding.

Is this a confession... Hoshimi Rinko started to laugh.

She rarely laughed so beautifully, like an elegant and graceful daffodil.

"Now the choice is mine." Hoshimi Rinko said, her expression seemingly filled with a secret joy.

"You’re so smart; you must already know that my life is quite complicated..." Fujiwara Reya smiled as he glanced sideways at her, "Matters of the heart are trivial, but mainly, I’m not sure how long I can stay."

"That’s sophistry."

"Haha, yes, yes, it’s sophistry."

"Too bad we couldn’t see the fireworks," Hoshimi Rinko looked down and laughed for a moment, "otherwise we could relive last year’s scene."

"Last year?" Fujiwara Reya pondered and then said, "Last year, you, senpai, were just a flat-chested, sharp-tongued princess, not at all appealing."

"What about now?"

"Still the same, haven’t grown at all."

Hoshimi Rinko raised her foot and angrily kicked him aside.

"We were talking so nicely, why resort to kicking!" Fujiwara Reya complained, getting up and patting the dirt off his body.

"Boom——"

A startling thunder roared overhead, the eaves’ light flickering.

"Why wasn’t it you getting struck?" Hoshimi Rinko said regretfully, acting as if she was shielding from the lightning, her long fingers stretched out beautifully. Fujiwara Reya noticed the momentary illumination from the lightning, the shadow of her fingers casting onto her face, a smile playing at her lips.

"Lightning won’t strike me dead." Fujiwara Reya remarked, wandering around the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Hoshimi Rinko jumped down and followed behind him.

Soon, it would rain, the rich scent of soil and the fragrance of plants wafting up to greet them.

"What are you wandering around for so late at night?" she asked.

"Can’t I just admire the beautiful pine trees?" Fujiwara Reya said, glancing around. The courtyard’s pine trees were perfectly trimmed, the trunks almost uniformly thick, standing upright and straight.

"These pine trees are all artificially trimmed." Hoshimi Rinko mentioned.

"Oh?"

"Compared to this, I still prefer original forests. As for this dojo, it’s like manufacturing cut flowers..."

"Senpai," Fujiwara Reya asked amusedly, "do you like the mountains and woods?"

"Yes." Hoshimi Rinko nodded, "I do."

Fujiwara Reya laughed, "Then you’ve already fallen for half of me."

"?" Hoshimi Rinko slightly tilted her head to look at him.

This puzzled look was the second most beautiful expression Fujiwara Reya had ever seen from her, first being Snow Treasure.

"You’ll know someday," Fujiwara Reya said, "when I leave, nothing will be hidden from you then."

"It sounds so melancholic." Hoshimi Rinko’s expression remained calm, showing no signs of change.

Thunder rumbled from afar again, the damp, black moonlit night making the courtyard abruptly dim.

"It’s going to pour soon." Fujiwara Reya said.

The moment he finished speaking, raindrops penetrated through the pine needles, and large droplets began to fall.

"It’s all your fault, I just took a bath..." Hoshimi Rinko’s bright, clear eyes smiled as she said, "But then again, walking through a pine grove in a thundering summer night, with rain pouring down, is quite pleasant!"

"Senpai, please hide over here." With this, Fujiwara Reya spread his arms, hunching slightly.

Hoshimi Rinko slipped under his chest.

Fujiwara Reya’s broad chest almost completely covered her entire body.

"Please curl your body up, senpai."

"Isn’t this enough?"

"You aren’t leaning close enough."

"You’re just trying to take advantage of me."

"Yes."

"...Scoundrel!"

Hoshimi Rinko, still in her pajamas and barefoot, bit her lower lip in anger.

The rain intensified, with frightening thunder and lightning, occasionally booming as if the sky was shattering.

"Fujiwara," Hoshimi Rinko curled up in a ball, said with unease, "it seems like the lightning is coming for us."

"It might be, but it won’t hit us." Fujiwara Reya said, shielding her more thoroughly.

Despite the falling rain, Hoshimi Rinko could still feel the residual warmth of their skin, and within her childlike pure heart, waves were stirring. Somehow, she felt such shyness, her knees wouldn’t straighten.

Raindrops pattered on the ends of pine branches, making a rustling sound. With each lightning flash, the pines surrounding them would be illuminated, and each time, Fujiwara Reya, keeping his head low, would catch a glimpse of the delicate collarbone exposed beneath senpai’s neckline.

Moreover.

She seemed to be wearing nothing underneath after her bath.

Although small, they were beautifully shaped, hanging quietly at her chest, appearing very lovely.

"Anyway, I’ve figured you out, nothing truthful ever comes from that mouth of yours. I’ll never believe you again. Oh, and you say you like to read Yukio Mishima; that’s probably a lie too, right? Definitely a lie, someone as lecherous as you should be more into reading Junichiro Kawabata..." Hoshimi Rinko mumbled on, intending to comfort herself... Instead, her heart couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by shyness, her voice growing quieter and quieter.

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