I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 252 - 119. Rainy day, pavilion, Miss Yukino’s feet, "Asakusa Boy". _5

Chapter 252: 119. Rainy day, pavilion, Miss Yukino’s feet, "Asakusa Boy". _5

"Of course," Fujiwara Reya opened his eyes and looked at the layers of green leaves above him, "I’ve caused you so much trouble, how could I shamelessly stick around here and not leave."

Yukino Ritsuko perked up, smiled a bit: "Finally, I won’t have to bear your scolding anymore."

"I’m losing a friend to share books with." Fujiwara Reya helplessly spread his hands.

In these two months, he discovered that Miss Yukino was someone who enjoyed reading, perhaps to better blend into the world, she would read almost any book. Many book lovers have a bad habit of liking to recommend books to others, yet she never did that, which was honestly quite rare.

According to her, it was: you need to discover the books you like on your own; listening to recommendations is no different from arranged meetings, right?

Thinking about this, Fujiwara Reya suddenly looked at the clearly downcast Yukino Ritsuko and asked her: "Have you ever had an arranged meeting here in Tokyo?"

"What do you think?" Yukino Ritsuko questioned him back strangely, probably not understanding why he suddenly asked this.

"Have you?"

Yukino Ritsuko chuckled and said, "I don’t even know what to do at an arranged meeting, how could I have had one."

"An arranged meeting is when two people sit down and discuss what they like and their future..." Fujiwara Reya explained earnestly to her, "and also walk and admire the rain in the courtyard together, as often seen in TV dramas."

"I see..." Yukino Ritsuko’s expression was half-comprehending.

"What we’re doing now counts as an arranged meeting too."

"Hmm?"

Yukino Ritsuko tilted her head, seemingly secretly observing his expression.

To say she wasn’t frightened by Fujiwara Reya’s mischievous tone would be a lie.

"Sorry, sorry..." Fujiwara Reya chuckled, apologizing repeatedly, then stood up, bowed his head to look at her delicate oval face, "There are just two words you need to say at times like this to shut someone up. Does Miss Yukino know what they are?"

"What are they?"

"Suki!"

"?"

Yukino Ritsuko’s expression was subtle, a mix of surprise, unease, and confusion.

"Don’t understand, right?" Fujiwara Reya smiled, walked back inside: "Foolish woman, you’d suffer big time like this!"

In the pavilion, Yukino Ritsuko used her fingertips to move aside the hair blocking her view, watched his back, and smiled slightly.

If she has to suffer big time, then so be it, there’s nothing she can do.

After all, she is just an emotionless, essentially clueless Snow Woman who doesn’t even understand what ’like’ means.

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After stepping out the door, Fujiwara Reya stood by the vending machine, hesitating between 150 yen green tea and 120 yen cola before ultimately choosing the cola.

Pulled open the ring.

Took a big gulp.

"Mmm—"

The joy of cola is refreshing!

He walked along holding the umbrella while drinking.

The puddles on the road reflected the vibrant city lights, raindrops on the shop windows spilled lights, the lights from the apartment buildings were exceptionally clear, such scenery was intoxicating.

When he reached Asakusa Bridge Station, he finished the cola and tossed the can into the trash can.

Standing on the platform waiting for the train, the rain dripped down the umbrella, soaking the hem of his pants.

The yellow train car of the Sobu Line slowed down as it entered the station, packed with people.

After squeezing into the carriage, even the metal rod next to the seat was covered with moisture, the breeze from the air conditioner carried the pungent smell of mothballs from the passenger’s suit next to him.

That’s what rainy days are like.

Fujiwara Reya didn’t dislike it, on the contrary, he liked it a lot.

Being someone very sensitive to smells, he could smell the different scents of life on such a rainy day.

Once arriving at Shinjuku Station, he got off the train.

Fujiwara Reya blended into the crowd, looked up at the louvered strip sky on the platform’s roof, and the Yoyogi Wave Tower stood tall in the hazy rain, much like a scene that never fails in a Makoto Shinkai animation.

I really want to fly for a while.

But he couldn’t right now; he had an appointment with two ladies, and if he didn’t go, he’d be scolded.

Fujiwara Reya exited Shinjuku Station from the southern exit.

Listening to the sound of raindrops tapping on the umbrella, he thought of the beautifully dressed ladies waiting for him, suddenly the desire to fly vanished; men are indeed fickle.

Through the humid mist, Fujiwara Reya arrived at the entrance of the Takashimaya (Shinjuku) mall, standing there waiting.

A luxuriously styled black Maybach slowly decelerated, stopping in front of the mall.

Passersby, shoppers, store staff, and security guards all turned their gazes, including Fujiwara Reya.

The car door opened, a black patent leather high heel slowly extended, followed by a gracefully curved calf and a smooth, delicate knee appeared in everyone’s sight; with the heel touching the ground, the owner of this sexy beautiful leg emerged from there.

Mrs. Kasahara, wearing black denim shorts and a loose baseball jacket, stepped out of the car, her young and beautiful face and trendy chic style made her look like a just-out-of-society female college student.

The door on the other side also opened.

Mrs. Hoshimi, dressed in a skirt and long-sleeved T-shirt, stood out, waving towards the mall entrance: "Been waiting long, Fujiwara."

The two ladies. One was pure and elegant, the other exquisite and beautiful.

Next, everyone saw a handsome and delicate young man going up to greet them. The beautiful and noble ladies, the tall and handsome young man, stood there forming the most romantic scene in the world.

"Asuka and Rinko aren’t coming, are they?"

"Himeko and I didn’t call them." Mrs. Hoshimi replied.

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, just like the rain outside.

"Why?"

"Today is our date with the son-in-law, calling the daughters would be no fun." Mrs. Kasahara said with a charming and affectionate smile.

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