I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 293 - 127. Another woman just came in here, right?_4

After that tight embrace, the sensation of her soft body and the fragrance of her skin were all perceived. As early as thirteen or fourteen years old, she had already been a dazzling beauty like crystal. Over time, she had fully matured and could effortlessly toy with Fujiwara Reya, exacting revenge for his gentlemanly behavior back then.

Feeling her soft palm, Fujiwara Reya gritted his teeth: "Don’t tell me you came here just for this?"

"Of course not!" Natsuki Kuri extended another hand, gently pressing it against his chest, locking eyes with him, "It’s just that I wanted to punish you first, before saying what I have to say."

"..."

In the warmth of her palm, Fujiwara Reya gritted his teeth, remaining silent. As Natsuki Kuri alternated between relaxing and applying force, he too fluctuated between calmness and intense emotion.

"I say, Koriya, you’ve really grown up, haven’t you?" Natsuki Kuri maintained a proper rhythm, "Before this, it only belonged to me. Am I right, huh?"

"...Absolutely correct." Fujiwara Reya admitted.

"You know I’m a very possessive person, right?"

"...I know."

"Always have been, always will be." With that, Natsuki Kuri smiled, "I use my own things. Do you have any objections?"

"No objections!"

"What are you thinking now?"

"..."

"Do you want me?"

"Perhaps..."

"Perhaps?" Natsuki Kuri’s eyes flashed with a threatening look.

Wow!

Such a terrifying queen... Fujiwara Reya quickly spoke up: "Very much!"

Only then did Natsuki Kuri nod in satisfaction, becoming a bit more gentle. The tender affectionate feeling was indescribably wonderful.

"Kuri, this is improper..." Fujiwara Reya closed his eyes, breathing lightly.

"I say it’s proper, then it’s proper!"

"..."

"How about it? Aren’t I skilled?"

"Where did you learn this...?" Fujiwara Reya, at this point, had no strength left in his body.

"Learned it from watching TV," Natsuki Kuri said with a laugh, "Practicing in thin air for so long wasn’t in vain."

But just after saying that, she immediately withdrew, showing no consideration for whether others were comfortable or not.

"?" Fujiwara Reya was dying from holding back.

"I told you it’s a punishment!" Natsuki Kuri reached out the window to wash her hands, saying, "Did you expect the punishment to turn into a reward? Keep dreaming."

"Natsuki Kuri, I’ll remember this grudge. Next time, I’ll make you repay it double!" Fujiwara Reya angrily sat up and asked through gritted teeth, looking at the side where Kasahara Fumi was blushing deeply, "And you, what’s going on?"

"..." Kasahara Fumi sat shyly on the tatami, hugging her knees in silence.

She was never a talkative person, and in this ambiguous atmosphere, getting her to speak was harder than climbing to heaven.

"Kuri!" Fujiwara Reya had no choice but to turn his gaze back to his dry aunt.

"Fumi is helping me with a big plan," Natsuki Kuri walked over, kneeling on the floor, wrapping her hands around his neck, "A big plan that concerns our future. Before that, I don’t want you to know."

Fujiwara Reya stared into her eyes.

Under the light, he could see his face reflected in her pupils, with unfathomable darkness deep within them.

"At least let me know the general idea..." Fujiwara Reya sighed.

"The businesswoman from Tochigi County is secretly acquiring Huang Songyu." Natsuki Kuri selectively spoke, "Fumi and I orchestrated tonight’s events to probe her, and we did indeed uncover some issues."

"She has connections with the fox demon and the Ghost Clan..." Fujiwara Reya pondered.

"Hmm, when you’re holding me, stop thinking about those things." Natsuki Kuri wrapped her arms around his body, gently resting her head on his shoulder, "Yes, this is the feeling. Let me tell you, this plan of mine began when I was twelve, you probably didn’t know that, right?"

"I don’t even know what idea you’re talking about." Fujiwara Reya replied begrudgingly.

"Hehe, in no time, you’ll find out," Natsuki Kuri released his neck, lifting her leg still clad in stockings, nonchalantly displaying the beautiful curve of her leg and hips enclosed in black lace, as she stepped on the area she had just grasped with her hand, saying, "I know what you’re thinking, and I know what kind of things you like. Soon, you’ll be in for a big surprise."

Fujiwara Reya observed her expression.

The smile remained on her face, her expression both firm and charming, her pupils sparkling. After staring for a while without discerning what she was thinking, he could only shift his gaze to her nylon-clad beautiful legs as they nimbly stepped about. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

It’s fantastic!

Fujiwara Reya really wanted to keep it together, but just because his mind was obedient, it didn’t mean other parts were.

If it weren’t for the fact that there were two girls next door and the room’s soundproofing was really poor, he intended to avenge himself now and show this mischievous older sister what happens when you provoke someone.

He didn’t even know when he had subconsciously grabbed her leg, using his own strength to control it.

"...Pervert!" Kasahara Fumi muttered to herself in a voice only she could hear.

"By the way, I heard you saying something," Natsuki Kuri smiled faintly, tilting her head slightly, "Your senior will come over later, right? Just in time, as an elder, I can vet her for you and meet the future Mrs. Fujiwara."

"...?" Fujiwara Reya was almost scared senseless.

Just then, there were two knocks on the door.

"Fujiwara-kun, have you finished your bath?"

Fujiwara Reya was silent.

"Linlin," Natsuki Kuri squinted playfully, "Are you hiding something from me with her?"

"No, we haven’t even held hands!"

"Alright then, I’ll hide in the closet and check things out for you."

"Huh?"

Fujiwara Reya’s eye twitched.

Over here, Kasahara Fumi felt it was time to leave, so she got up to leave through the window.

"You’re staying here too!" Natsuki Kuri gave a swift pull, forcibly dragging her into the closet.

The knocking at the door sounded again.

"Coming..." Fujiwara Reya went to open the door with trepidation.

At that moment, Natsuki Kuri casually removed her stockings, throwing them under his bed, next to the clothes he had just taken off.

The door opened.

Hoshimi Rinko was holding a cardboard box, her eyes full of suspicion as she stared at him: "Why did it take you so long to open the door? And...you didn’t take a bath? Why are your pants still wet?"

"...I was just tidying up my room." Fujiwara Reya replied.

"Weird," Hoshimi Rinko shrugged, carrying the box inside, "I brought some tea and cookies. Let’s chat while eating."

"Ah, the room is such a mess, why don’t we go to the dining room!... " said Fujiwara Reya, forcing an ugly smile.

However, just as she stepped inside, Hoshimi Rinko furrowed her brows deeply.

"Fujiwara-kun," she turned around, her gaze intense as she looked at Fujiwara Reya, "Another woman was here earlier, wasn’t she?"

"Ah, what are you talking about?" Fujiwara Reya quickly shook his head, "The two directors went out. It’s just you and Asuka left here... It couldn’t possibly be Asuka sneaking in behind your back!"

Hoshimi Rinko looked at him as if he were an idiot for a long time, then pointed under the bed: "What’s that?"

"Oh, that’s my..." Fujiwara Reya’s head had just turned, and his expression immediately froze.

In his line of sight, a pair of thin black stockings lay on his shirt, exuding an invisible mocking aura.

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