I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 604 - 205. Give Amaterasu the husband’s surname "Fujiwara"!_3

Chapter 604: 205. Give Amaterasu the husband’s surname "Fujiwara"!_3

"If I had known, I would have come over the moment I woke up..." Fujiwara Reya said with some regret.

Mrs. Kasahara had a splendid smile at the corner of her mouth: "It’s not too late now."

From the bath, the faint sound of water could still be heard.

Could it be Yako... Fujiwara Reya rushed in immediately.

"Stop!"

A clear, cool voice came through the curtain.

It was Amaterasu’s voice.

An unknown wind lifted the red curtain high.

A stunning figure appeared in the bath.

Amaterasu was dozing off by the side of the bath, her fair skin softly shimmering with a mysterious glow, beautiful and pure. By the edge, Mrs. Hoshimi was half-kneeling, massaging her shoulders.

In the soft light, Yako’s profile was as serene and elegant as ever.

Her hair was also slightly wet, draping over her shoulders like unbraided seaweed, soft and flowing.

"How can I trouble Yako with something like this, of course, let me..." Fujiwara Reya volunteered enthusiastically.

Amaterasu raised her hand and slapped him out of the living room.

Then she too rose from the bath, spreading her arms wide.

Crystal-clear water droplets slid down her graceful body, but before they touched the ground, they were evaporated by the Sun Goddess’s body heat.

Mrs. Hoshimi unfolded a red robe for her, carefully fastening the buttons at the front. Her figure was elegant and voluptuous, with a slender waist; her bare, smooth calves looked noble and delicate.

In the living room, Fujiwara Reya just got up, his eyes now filled with a blood-red silhouette.

Amaterasu stepped out.

Her dress swayed more alluringly than a richly flamboyant flower bud.

"Aunt Amaterasu is becoming more and more beautiful!" Fujiwara Reya gave a smile only the younger generation could offer.

It was not a perfunctory remark.

As the supreme deity, Amaterasu was always so maturely beautiful, filled with an awe-inspiring majesty that was impossible to look directly at. Having just finished her bath, she was dressed in intricate, well-tailored clothing that only amplified her noble, charming allure, a truly captivating sight.

Listening to Fujiwara Reya’s compliments, Amaterasu gave a light, airy smile.

She sat down on the tatami and lit the ceramic maid lamp on the table.

The candle flame flickered.

The two matriarchs leaned in closer.

Mrs. Kasahara leaned against the table, twirling a lock of hair between her fingers, looking at Fujiwara Reya with a gaze filled with both admiration and cunning calculation.

Mrs. Hoshimi kneeled with her long hair unbound, her robe loosely spread out like a blooming white lotus flower.

The three mesmerizing women, freshly bathed, were like the newly sprouted grass and trees in early spring, bringing a sense of endless beauty.

A sound of a steam whistle came from outside.

"Is the ship turning back?" Fujiwara Reya asked.

"We’ll return to Yokohama by dawn." Mrs. Kasahara glanced at him, her sleep-deprived double eyelids showing beautiful lines.

"Are you tired?"

"Oh yes, staying up all night does too much damage for an old auntie like me..."

"Come here, let me give you a massage."

The sound of soft crawling was heard.

Mrs. Kasahara crawled over on her knees, laying her head on Fujiwara Reya’s lap.

Fujiwara Reya pressed his hands around her eyelids, gently massaging.

She closed her eyes comfortably, her lips softly moving. Fujiwara Reya looked down at her, and saw in the Kasahara family’s mother and daughters, the youngest daughter resembled her mother a lot. Those ear shapes, that waist, and those leg toes all inherited her mother’s elegance, intricately and subtly.

Mrs. Hoshimi gently glanced at her best friend: "How shameless..."

"Hey—" she said to Fujiwara Reya, "come to Mommy Yako."

"Don’t go!"

Mrs. Kasahara turned her head, leaning languidly against Fujiwara Reya’s knee, looking at him with smiling eyes: "Hey, there’s a question. When you kissed Xiangxiang, did you notice any fragrance from her lovely lips?"

"Hey—"

Fujiwara Reya was slightly dazzled.

At this moment, her demeanor and appearance were so much like Asuka.

"It is said that when a girl is in love, even her breath becomes enchanting and fragrant." Mrs. Kasahara blinked her mischievous eyes and smiled innocently and adorably, "I’ve kissed Xiangxiang too of course, but kissing her is a different matter with you, isn’t it?"

With that, she leaned her face closer.

"Your nose is so cold." Fujiwara Reya whispered softly.

"What fragrance was it?"

"Citrus fragrance."

"Ah, she truly is my daughter."

"Alright, time for business..." Fujiwara Reya pressed her down to stop her from moving around.

Mrs. Kasahara stuck out her tongue, then proudly looked at the Great God and Mrs. Hoshimi: "I’ll take a nap, you guys go ahead and chat."

Mrs. Hoshimi gave a glance at her best friend: "You completely lack the demeanor of a matriarch; it’s embarrassing to be associated with you."

"Sorry to amuse you..." Fujiwara Reya chuckled awkwardly, "Let’s get started."

"The tengu utters a sound, that’s rare." Mrs. Hoshimi remarked coldly.

Unsurprisingly, Mommy Yako’s chastisement came as melodious as her voice.

"It’s a cat, you know." Mrs. Kasahara opened her eyes and said nonchalantly, "And this cat is very friendly, loving to nestle in people’s arms to play and sleep, indeed."

Mrs. Hoshimi gave a slight smile and said, "It may be called a cat, but it’s actually a dog who likes to spy."

"Is that so?" Mrs. Kasahara said triumphantly, "Whether it’s a cat or a dog, they’re all just my little pets. If you want to tease him, Yako, you must ask your sister..."

"With cats and dogs, our house is almost becoming a zoo..." Fujiwara Reya gingerly smoothed things over, jokingly said, "Actually, cats and dogs are nice; compared to foxes, they’re much cuter, aren’t they?"

The two madams were momentarily stunned, then simultaneously stared at him: "Right, your little aunt is a fox!"