I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 221 - 111. The pincer attack of three women is too much for Fujiwara Lin Ye to bear (thanks to the leader of Ji Ye Zhi Nan)_2

Chapter 221: 111. The pincer attack of three women is too much for Fujiwara Lin Ye to bear (thanks to the leader of Ji Ye Zhi Nan)_2

Next to him, Kasahara Fumi expressed her impatience openly, lightly flipping a strand of hair and casting a disdainful glance at Fujiwara Reya.

"Miss Fukaeri," Fujiwara Reya looked at her with a pained expression, "I thought even if the whole world didn’t believe me, at least you would."

Kasahara Fumi lowered her gaze, looking towards his bandaged arm.

"..."

Alright then.

Turns out she wasn’t believing the words of his aunt, but rather scorned his act of not retracting his hand.

With this thought, Fujiwara Reya felt much more at ease.

"Senpai!" Kasahara Asuka pouted, her face looking unpleasant, "Sister Kuri is at least eight years older than you!"

"Uh, no," Fujiwara Reya explained, "just seven years and three months, not yet eight."

"Linlin remembers so clearly, it’s commendable." Natsuki Kuri laughed lightly, then leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Have you missed Kuri’s reward?"

Fujiwara Reya’s ears twitched.

He respected his aunt but couldn’t forget her rewards.

Their conversation was in whispers, making it inaudible to Kasahara Asuka.

In her view, Sister Kuri was merely whispering to Senpai, her casual hair-flipping graceful and her expression extremely enchanting.

This is a fairy!

The Little Devil Junior cautioned herself internally.

Especially her slender, fair fingertips placed on Senpai’s shoulder, with transparent, delicate nails blooming like flowers at her fingertips, emitting a charming, dewy allure.

"Haha, sorry..." Natsuki Kuri temporarily let Fujiwara Reya off the hook, turning to Kasahara Asuka, restoring her previous kind smile: "Linlin is so cute, and Asuka is cute too, I can’t help but tease you. It’s just a joke, don’t take it to heart, Asuka."

This friendly demeanor was like a familiar, kind neighbor’s big sister, and Kasahara Asuka’s mood relaxed, her expression softening: "I’ll let it slide this time, but don’t joke about such things next time, what’s with the fiancée thing, it’s just too..."

Before she could finish, Natsuki Kuri interrupted her with a poised smile, full of the charm of a noble lady: "Sorry, the joke was that Asuka is cute, not that the fiancée part was a joke."

"?"

In an instant, Kasahara Asuka’s face turned dark, she was completely dumbfounded.

From Sister’s perspective, little sister’s face was completely expressionless, as blank as an envelope without an address.

"Haha, scared you huh?" Natsuki Kuri laughed brightly, her left hand on Fujiwara Reya’s shoulder, while raising her right index finger to her lips in a whispering gesture, "Shh! Asuka, don’t tell your sister. If you also fancy this little brat, Sister Kuri could let you try him out first."

The sisters could both hear, they both turned their heads to look, like fierce sharks eyeing a bleeding prey.

However, Natsuki Kuri showed no fear, continuing to smile happily. At this moment, she exuded a radiant aura, overpowering even the influence of the two Kasahara sisters.

The atmosphere turned somewhat tense.

Stuck in the middle, Fujiwara Reya started shivering, fearing he might actually mess up today.

Calm down, calm down... Kasahara Asuka clenched her tiny fists, looking at Senpai with a calm expression: "Sister Kuri is really amazing."

Isn’t she though.

Even you, a little devil, got schooled... Fujiwara Reya nodded slightly, agreeing: "She’s been extraordinary since she was young, beautiful and clever, smart and skillful, talented in many ways... everyone always sings her praises. If only she were a bit gentler, she’d be the most perfect woman in the world."

"Hmm?"

The three women’s gazes on him all carried dissatisfaction.

"Uh, an objective assessment, no need for emotions." Fujiwara Reya gave a neutral smile, neither flattering, lying, nor perfunctory.

"...Nonsensical words." Kasahara Fumi turned her head, giving him her usual cold look.

"Exactly, exactly!" Kasahara Asuka temporarily set aside their internal conflicts, clinging tightly to her sister’s arm, ready to join forces against that woman if it came to a showdown.

"Alright, let’s not chat about this." Fujiwara Reya endured the headache, "Let’s talk about something light and enjoyable, how about the Spanish Civil War? Does anyone here know about its history?"

Nobody showed interest.

"Linlin, suddenly I remember something." Natsuki Kuri held back a laugh, pinching the flesh on his waist seriously, "Didn’t Asuka just say she was shopping with her boyfriend, her boyfriend isn’t you, is he?"

"No..."

Fujiwara Reya was internally collapsing.

"You can’t be this fickle!" Natsuki Kuri sighed deeply, the breath blowing across Fujiwara Reya’s face like a hot wind through a narrow strait, "If you wish to marry me, staying single is one of the basic conditions, please break up with your little girlfriend immediately."

"It’s getting dark." Fujiwara Reya glanced at the window.

"Thinking about staying here overnight?" Natsuki Rin also glanced out the window, the sun already setting, "Having more than one beauty accompany you through a romantic night, isn’t this always your dream?"

"I don’t have such improper dreams!"

"You’re lying."

"I am not!"

"That’s another lie!"

"I... alright, alright, that was just my youthful ignorance talking, Aunt Kuri, you’re magnanimous, please let it go..."

Despite his desperate explanation, the teasing smile in Natsuki Kuri’s eyes didn’t fade, nor did the sisters’ disdainful gazes ease up.

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