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I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 176 - 102. Little Boy, Insignificant yet Grand (Two-in-One, 10,000-Word Mega Chapter)_4
Chapter 176: 102. Little Boy, Insignificant yet Grand (Two-in-One, 10,000-Word Mega Chapter)_4
Listening to the murmurs and recalling Fujiwara Reya’s behavior after entering, Chief Priest Fujisima fell into a silent stupor. He exchanged incredulous glances with several familiar directors, a chilling sensation creeping over his heart without him realizing it.
"Poor me, only now realizing I’ve been duped..."
After a brief pause, Chief Priest Fujisima rubbed his forehead and sighed softly.
"Unfortunately, it’s too late to back out now..."
Now, he could only hold onto the fact that Fujiwara Reya was a monster. Otherwise, the reputation of the Inari Shrine in the Kanto Region would plummet.
Whether they could recover depended on the confrontation to follow.
Emerging from the director seat, Chief Priest Fujisima stood in the central aisle of the grand hall.
Standing there for a few seconds, he wasn’t sure how bad his current expression looked, but he had to force his spirits up and proceed with the protocol. "May I ask, was the final statement true?" he asked Chief Suzuki and Ito Priest, "After you left the construction site, did the site emanate demonic power waves from a general-level monster, was this true?"
"True," Chief Suzuki said solemnly.
"I swear by Amaterasu," Ito Priest declared, holding the shrine emblem on his chest, "every word is true."
Neither of them knew what Fujiwara Reya intended, but since Fujiwara Reya had asked them to describe the events of the night truthfully, they had no choice but to comply.
"Master Fujiwara," Chief Priest Fujisima turned around, staring intently at Fujiwara Reya, "Do you have an explanation for this?"
Fujiwara Reya shook his head lightly: "It’s hard to explain."
Instantly, the previously quiet grand hall erupted into noise once more, with a cacophony of various murmurs, while the Tsuchimikado Family Head on the high platform tapped the armrest of his chair, and silence fell again over the room.
The man on the high platform remained as steady as a mountain, eyes reflecting the restraint and ferocity of the foremost family.
"And about the incident in Yoshiwara yesterday," Chief Priest Fujisima’s fighting spirit rose slightly in his heart, and his voice regained strength, "I’ve heard you disrupted an Extreme Organization’s funeral and blocked the Shadow Beauty Blade with your neck?"
"Indeed," Kasahara Fumi stated in a neutral, emotionless tone, "I was present on the scene yesterday and issued a warrant for Director Fujiwara who fled after the incident."
"Master Fujiwara!"
Chief Priest Fujisima suddenly stepped in front of Fujiwara Reya, his gaze piercing into him.
"Do you have an explanation!" he demanded loudly.
"It’s hard to explain," Fujiwara Reya replied directly.
Chief Priest Fujisima continued questioning: "Did you fail the lower rank assessment?"
"Yes."
"You said you’re a practitioner of body technique?"
"Yes."
"The upper limit of body technique, strength is the upper rank!"
"Yes."
"Has your strength surpassed the upper rank?"
"Yes."
"You’re a monster!"
"No."
After a rapid series of questions and answers, Chief Priest Fujisima turned around to face the four people on the high platform, shouting loudly: "Please, Directors, do not be deceived by appearances and make the correct judgment!"
His words carried no sense of reverence.
Throughout the Kanto Branch, only someone backed by the Inari Shrine like him had the gall to confront the directors directly.
And thus, Mrs. Kasahara laughed, her lips curling beautifully like a winter crescent moon, her smile’s meaning indecipherable.
She didn’t seem angry because she smiled so beautifully.
Yet, within that smile lay deep implications, chilling to the bone.
"Master Fujiwara, why don’t you explain?" Mrs. Kasahara narrowed her eyes, looking meaningfully at Fujiwara Reya.
From her authoritative, icy eyes, Fujiwara Reya read the signal "humiliate that old thing for me," and thus he displayed a troubled expression, lightly sighed: "The reason for my strength is tied to my survival means, and unless absolutely necessary, I have no desire to expose it in public."
Mrs. Hoshimi’s dainty nose wrinkled prettily: "Oh?"
Such a simple syllable, yet so striking, worthy of your reputation as the senpai’s mother... Fujiwara Reya silently praised in his heart, while with a troubled expression spoke to the four directors: "Those things are somewhat esoteric to explain, and the only way to validate them is through actual combat, yet in such an esteemed place as the Council Hall, how could I act so rashly..."
Many people looked at him oddly, thinking that when he disabled Fujisima Futa’s arm earlier, he hadn’t considered the Council Hall’s dignity.
Mrs. Kasahara glanced at Chief Priest Fujisima, gently biting her red lips, her brows slightly furrowed: "What should we do?"
An instantaneous charm overflowed from her melancholic brows, painting a vivid portrait of a sorrowful beauty before the crowd, irresistibly appealing.
Fox spirit... Chief Priest Fujisima cursed silently in his heart, his expression shifting momentarily, then his eyes turning fierce.
"I’ll have someone fight you!"
Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Reya shook his head lightly, sincerely saying: "No, no, it wouldn’t be good if the person from the Fujisima Rihai Sect wasn’t strong enough. Blades and swords are blind, and I’m afraid of injuring someone in this Council Hall."
Chief Priest Fujisima desperately wanted to call him a shameless thief.
But by this point, the outcome was about to be decided, and he didn’t want to waste more words. Under the watchful gaze of everyone, he closed his eyes, rubbed his forehead a few times, and when he opened them again, his gaze was steady, the previous ferocity gone, leaving only the restraint and composure of the Chief Priest of the Great Shrine.
Looking at Fujiwara Reya, he exhaled a long sigh.
Then.
He spoke.
"I’ll fight you!"
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