After a while, Kawashima Miki opened her eyes.
Her head was still resting on Fujiwara Reya’s body, and she stared blankly at the pouring rain outside.
In the dim light, a jet-black figure swiftly darted by, its features unclear, perhaps it was a crow... Thinking of a crow, Kawashima Miki’s face changed, and she looked up again at Fujiwara Reya.
"Your, um, that subordinate of yours, the Tengu..." she stammered, her voice unexpectedly restrained.
Fujiwara Reya’s face revealed a smug smile: "Are you trying to ask me what kind of young master I am?"
"Don’t smile so wickedly!" Kawashima Miki retorted angrily, placing both hands on his chest and sitting upright, looking down at him: "What are you hiding from me, hurry up and tell me!"
Fujiwara Reya ran a hand through her hair.
His distinct fingers brushed her ear, gently pinching her soft earlobe.
"..." Kawashima Miki shivered slightly, hesitated for a moment, then leaned her head against his hand, rather submissively, her face resting on his palm.
"I am the Great Tengu," he said.
Kawashima Miki’s eyes widened in disbelief: "Really?"
"Of course!" Fujiwara Reya reminded her like a teacher urging students to pay attention in class, raising a finger in front of his lips, "Miss Luo Xinfu, isn’t it time you told the truth as well?"
Kawashima Miki’s eyes seemed to freeze, her pupils losing their luster.
Her lips trembled slightly, as if whispering something, reminiscent of a leaf causing ripples when landing on a winter pond about to freeze.
"Mm, that over there is an officer from the Ninth Division." Fujiwara Reya remarked, pressing her head back against his chest, "My dear, you wouldn’t want others to know you’re Luo Xinfu, would you?"
Kawashima Miki felt like crying inside.
If this little devil confirmed it, she could foresee him constantly threatening her in the future, forcing her into humiliating acts.
"Be good, don’t defy me," Fujiwara Reya patted her head like coaxing a child, speaking softly: "Give me a kiss."
"Then I have no choice but to report you, see if I can make amends for my misdeeds."
"...I’ll kiss." Kawashima Miki gritted her teeth, and after taking a deep breath, seemingly making up her mind, she gently touched Fujiwara Reya’s cheek with her hand.
Her fingertips were soft and smooth, a sensation Fujiwara Reya found quite pleasant.
Then, Kawashima Miki moved her body upwards, bringing her lips to Fujiwara Reya’s face, inhaling deeply through her nose around the various parts of his face as if sniffing a scent, until finally locating the area between his brows where she gently placed a kiss.
Kawashima Miki looked at him nervously, her nostrils slightly flaring with her breath, seemingly becoming a bit tense.
"I’ll let you off for now." Fujiwara Reya gave her a playful slap on the buttocks, feeling its incredible elasticity, remarked happily: "How long are you going to cling to me? Aren’t you going to get up and make lunch, or should I eat you right now?"
Kawashima Miki blushed, her gaze seemed to want to devour him right there.
"Don’t believe?" Fujiwara Reya asked back, not giving her time to react, he swiftly hoisted her by the hips, "Let’s go, inside with me!"
"Hey, hey, hey, no way!" Kawashima Miki panicked instantly, her legs kicking chaotically in the air, "Put me down, I’ll go cook, right away—"
"Looking forward to your cooking, my dear."
Fujiwara Reya finally set her down.
The moment her feet touched the ground, Kawashima Miki suddenly turned and vengefully kicked him into the water.
Watching Fujiwara Reya flail in the water, a satisfied smile finally appeared on Kawashima Miki’s pretty face.
"I’ll poison the food!"
After loudly declaring her intentions, Kawashima Miki finally moved her clean feet, swinging her arms briskly as if in delight, and walked eagerly to the kitchen.
In the eyes of Kasahara Fumi.
This spider, was step by step becoming entangled as Fujiwara Reya’s prey within the web she wove herself.