I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 316 - 133. Fukaeri Hallucination_2

"Fujiwara Reya, if she humiliates me, I will never forgive you in this lifetime..." Fujisima Kanami’s eyes turned cold. Taking advantage of the moment when Natsuki Kuri released her hold to set up a barrier, she lifted her leg and aimed a kick.

Natsuki Kuri was ready for her.

With her left hand, she blocked Fujisima Kanami’s right leg. Then, Fujisima Kanami’s left leg spun through the air and struck her on the hip, but without a point of force, its power was reduced by more than half, becoming soft and harmless.

"Little pepper, huh? Big sister likes you!"

"Ah..."

"Don’t resist anymore."

"Die!"

"No pretty girl I’ve got my eyes on can ever escape..."

In the narrow space, the two exchanged a few blows. Fujisima Kanami was bullied to the point where she felt like she wanted to commit suicide.

Firstly, she was a light and easily toppled little witch. Secondly, Natsuki Kuri’s physique was abnormally strong. In less than two minutes, Fujisima Kanami’s hand was twisted behind her back.

"Ah—"

Fujisima Kanami felt a pain in her wrist.

Then Natsuki Kuri tripped her leg, causing her entire body to lose balance and fall onto the bed.

"Ugh, let me go..."

"Struggling is useless, just be good and submit..."

After subduing the little witch, Natsuki Kuri used her knee to press against her back and proficiently tied her hands behind her with a cable tie.

"Ugh..."

Fujisima Kanami kicked her legs and struggled desperately.

*She never imagined in her wildest dreams that she would one day be assaulted by such a beautiful and coquettish woman...*

"Alright, alright, big sister will be very gentle, behave..." Natsuki Kuri leaned down to her ear, her tone tender yet malicious, "Let big sister help my little boy check the goods in advance. In the future, we’ll all be like sisters."

*Feeling the other woman’s fingers gently caressing her neck and cheeks, Fujisima Kanami’s skin erupted in goosebumps. Overwhelmed by an unprecedented chill, she continued struggling futilely: "Let me go, you pervert..."*

In her struggle, she kicked her legs to strike the woman’s back.

Natsuki Kuri simply tied her legs together with another cable tie.

Immediately after, she pulled her wrist downward with one hand, and with the other hand, lifted her ankle upward, using a third tie to join her hands and feet binds in the middle.

"?"

Fujisima Kanami was stupefied.

Her resistance ceased, her hands and feet awkwardly bound behind her, her face and upper body were pressed immobile against the sheets.

"See, isn’t this better?" Natsuki Kuri leaned over and rubbed her head.

"...You," Fujisima Kanami twisted her head with difficulty, and after meeting Natsuki Kuri’s gaze for a moment, a thin blush spread across her face. She angrily glared at her with both shame and anger: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I’ll give you a little warning first." Natsuki Kuri pulled out her phone and gave a tug.

"Ah!"

Fujisima Kanami let out a scream.

"Click—"

Natsuki Kuri took several artistic photos and satisfiedly put away her phone.

"..." Fujisima Kanami flushed red, her eyes brimming with a murderous intent.

"Alright, now to discuss serious matters." Natsuki Kuri sat down on the edge of the bed, elegantly crossing her legs, and gave her a sweet smile: "I heard that your Inari Shrine has a unique spell that can forcibly turn a fox into a Shikigami. Could you tell big sister how it works?"

Fujisima Kanami’s expression turned cold: "I don’t know!"

*At this moment, she instinctively believed that this woman was sent by Fujiwara Reya. The purpose was to coerce her into handing over the unique spell of the Inari Shrine.*

*Hmph!*

*Shameless bastard!*

*Do you think you can make me submit this way?*

*In your dreams!*

"Ah, I see, I won’t force you." Natsuki Kuri flashed a gentle smile, as soft as it was deceitful, "By the way, I have some photos to show you. Don’t be scared, okay?"

After saying that, she took out her phone and opened the gallery.

Fujisima Kanami instantly held her breath.

On the phone’s screen was the image of a Fox Girl, whose face was the same as that of Mrs. Tanemura, whom she had protected the night before.

"As a priestess of Fushimi Inari Shrine, secretly protecting a fox demon, what do you think will happen if word spreads?" Natsuki Kuri’s voice was so soft it was almost inaudible over any background noise, "I heard that there were originally three people competing for the position at Fushimi Inari Shrine. One has been crippled by my boy, and the other, well, heh heh... Should I congratulate her in advance?"

Fujisima Kanami frowned deeply.

The two temporarily stared at each other in silence. On this calm August afternoon, no malice or violence could be seen anywhere.

*Protecting a demon wasn’t a major crime, but the coincidence of the fox demon and Ghost Clan joining forces to attack the restoration of an ancient temple that night, resulting in the death of two monks, was a different story... Fujisima Kanami’s mind was in chaos. One thing was clear to her: this would certainly be used by her competitors to attack her. Even if it didn’t cost her candidacy, investigations would take time, and until the truth was revealed, it would greatly damage her standing with the elders, essentially dooming her campaign.*

"Alright, I won’t trouble you anymore." Natsuki Kuri pinched Fujisima Kanami’s cheek, stood up, "Big sister can’t bear to see a beautiful girl cry. Goodbye."

"Wait a moment..." Fujisima Kanami’s voice was hoarse.

Natsuki Kuri stopped her steps, her face turned away from the girl, showing a devilish smile.

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The time was wound back a bit.

In Mrs. Tanemura’s tea room, Fujiwara Reya was immersed in an illusion.

Under the tranquil night, the Fox Girl dexterously removed his pants, like a skilled geisha.

Fujiwara Reya relaxed his body, allowing her to do as she wished.