I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 314 - 132. The Killing Intent of the Black Lily_4

Kasahara Fumi grew increasingly astonished as she observed.

The lifelike delineations and portrayal of lips on the mask, with black pupils set into the eye sockets and luscious red lips. She held her breath, nearly touching the mask with her nose when the mask’s large dark eyeballs suddenly rotated from bottom to top, and the flesh of the lower lip puffed up as well, almost bringing Kasahara Fumi into a kiss with it.

"Ah!"

Kasahara Fumi screamed, quickly pulling her face away.

"What’s wrong?" Fujiwara Reya immediately asked.

When Kasahara Fumi looked at the mask again, she realized it was utterly lifeless, something even a child would know is fake.

"N-no problem..." she steadied her expression.

"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?" Mrs. Tanemura asked with a smile.

Kasahara Fumi silently nodded.

"Would you like to try it on?" Mrs. Tanemura looked earnestly, "The young lady is so beautiful, such a mask compliments your beauty perfectly, don’t you think? Perhaps it could protect you, blessing you with eternal youth."

I already have eternal youth... thought Kasahara Fumi with no particular notion.

However, at that moment, Fujiwara Reya took the mask and slowly placed it on her face, "Sister, try it on."

Saying that, he reached behind Kasahara Fumi’s head, tying the string slowly.

Through the mask, the two exchanged glances.

’This mask is strange, and you still want me to wear it?’

’Since she has a scheme, let’s play into her hand and see where it leads. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you, sister.’

’Who gave you permission to call me sister!’

’You’re changing the subject far too abruptly!’

’You jerk!’

With the eye contact over, Fujiwara Reya leaned back a bit, viewing Kasahara Fumi with the mask from a slight distance.

The classic-colored lipstick fading gradually from the corners of the lips inward, slightly parted lips resembling flower buds planted in the snow. It was indeed beautiful, but no matter what, it wasn’t as pretty as the person inside. Looking at Fumi through the mask felt like embracing a girl in a dream, not satisfying at all.

"How is it?"

Kasahara Fumi moved her neck, showing the mask in various poses.

With any movement, the mask came alive. She wore a vintage long dress and a plain blouse, her vibrant orange hair swaying around the mask, creating a sense of ambiguity and softness.

"Adorable." Fujiwara Reya couldn’t help but say, "The day before yesterday, my mother wore a fox mask, but not as cute as this sister."

Under the mask, Kasahara Fumi giggled.

Opposite, Mrs. Tanemura’s sly, narrow eyes squinted, like a mother fox half-asleep in the morning. She pursed her moist, smooth lips, "Mr. Fujiwara, look back here."

Fujiwara Reya turned to face her.

At that moment, alongside him, Kasahara Fumi’s shoulders trembled, as if she had encountered something terrifying, her body stiffening.

"Mr. Fujiwara, I have a question for you." Mrs. Tanemura pinched her left wrist with her right hand, "There really are ghosts in this world, aren’t there? And monsters..."

"You didn’t know before?" Fujiwara Reya looked surprised.

"Yesterday was the first time I saw one." Mrs. Tanemura slowly rolled up her sleeve, revealing a fresh wound on her left wrist.

"What happened to your wound?" Fujiwara Reya glanced at it, noticing the cut left by a sharp blade.

"Look more closely." Mrs. Tanemura shifted her seat, circling to sit closer to him. The tea room inexplicably grew darker. She leaned near Fujiwara Reya’s ear, whispering, "It was cut by a monster, I’m so scared, I beg you to protect me..."

The scent from this lady wafted at his nose.

A rather sensual smell.

"Where there’s a lack or pitfall or dark hole in one’s spirit, that’s where ghosts exist." Fujiwara Reya kept clear-headed.

"Oh, what philosophical words." Mrs. Tanemura smiled, revealing shiny sharp teeth at her moist lip corners, "I like it." frёeωebɳovel.com

The black lily in her hair emitted a continuous scent, igniting the flames that had long been planted in Fujiwara Reya’s heart. As if a compelling force sparked within, when the lady’s strands touched his cheek, he saw a fox lazily yawning under the bright moonlight, surrounded by silence. At that time, the repaired old temple turned into an uninhabited place.

In the illusion, he walked towards the fox.

The fox turned into a woman, with a pair of furry ears growing from her head, a fluffy tail swaying behind her.

"Hold on, and I’ll let you enjoy..." she said coyly, looking around, then kneeling before Fujiwara Reya, hugging his leg and rubbing her cheek, then kissing it.

It was the first time Fujiwara Reya had ever felt such an exhilarating sensation.

Even when Kawashima Miki had drugged him with smoke, it wasn’t this exhilarating... He rotated his gaze, searching for Kasahara Fumi, and found her sitting on a stone not far away, humming a song while gazing at the moon.

"Don’t forget to remind me." He called out, and as soon as he spoke, pink smoke engulfed the whole world.

The prolonged kissing and the tender sensation of the Fox Girl’s lips ignited a fire within him, the flames spreading down a predetermined path, glittering skies, the rustling of wind in the forest, the roar of the waves... all these things scattered and existed in chaos.

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Outside the tea room, a maid walked in.

Mrs. Tanemura stood up to greet her: "Lady Shizuka."

"Has the black lily’s toxin taken effect?" The woman addressed as Shizuka glanced at Fujiwara Reya and Kasahara Fumi, both with eyes closed, breathing rapidly.

"This boy has much toxin inside, he won’t wake up for an hour." Mrs. Tanemura said respectfully, "The girl’s toxin is light, but as long as the mask is on, she can’t wake up either."

Shizuka put her hand into a wooden box on the table, picking up pieces of yellow pine jade to swallow, 3806 grams was quite a bit, but fortunately, she wasn’t human, able to hold it all.

After consuming it all, she stood up and walked towards the door.

"Lady Shizuka," Mrs. Tanemura called out from behind, "what should be done with these two?"

"Kill them!" Shizuka said without turning back, "Afterwards, find a way to escape yourself. If you can’t, keep the secret yourself."

"Understood!"

Exiting the courtyard, the monks guarding the door immediately surrounded her.

"The lady sent me to buy something down the hill." Shizuka said shyly.

"Could we do it for you?" one of the monks asked.

"No, it’s not possible..." Shizuka blushed, her voice getting softer, "The lady needs something women use, it’s private..."

"What do women need?" a monk looked confused.

"Clearly, you haven’t been with a woman before, let me tell you..." Other monks gathered to tease him.

Amidst the laughter, Shizuka dodged past the monks, successfully leaving the courtyard.

But just as she reached the pond, she heard several "swish" sounds behind her.

Turning back, she saw three dark gun barrels aimed at her.

"Where to?" The lead Ninth Division agent asked without emotion, filled with responsibility.

"To buy things down the hill..." Shizuka, frightened pale, said softly, "Your Kasahara Police Chief approved my departure..."

The Ninth Division agents exchanged glances, and one of them came forward to search her person, finding nothing suspicious. Since Kasahara Police Chief was still in the tea room playing with a mask, the Ninth Division agents suspected nothing so they waved her on.

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Thirty or so meters from Mrs. Tanemura’s residence, in a small building, the girls from the Capital City were preparing to return.

Due to the afternoon heat, Fujisima Kanami had just taken a bath.

Wearing a loose robe, her cheeks were tinged with a tender cherry color, her wet black hair glistening with water.

In another room, her companions packing luggage were chatting about something, and nobody noticed a short-haired woman sneaking in, reaching out to their leader.