CHAPTER 83: 73. WHEN LUO XINFU MEETS LUO XINFU (REQUESTING FIRST SUBSCRIPTION)_3

In his hazy surroundings, Kawashima Miki brought up the matter of Asakusa Shrine, asking if he wanted to sell it. As he became even more dizzy, her demeanor unknowingly shifted to an icy elegance, and she said she wanted him to stay by her side and serve her.

Looking back now, her expression at that time was as aloof and contemptuous as a master commanding a servant.

It was a bit intriguing.

Coincidentally, the day he went to the Onmyo-ryo was also for the purpose of renovating the shrine.

Could it have been just a coincidence?

Fujiwara Reya was not the kind of yokai with exceptional intuition, but Kawashima Miki’s series of actions definitely harbored some unspeakable purpose. By connecting the dots, he managed to piece together a few keywords.

Shrine land, Empress, Luo Xinfu, Spider Demon...

Was there a possibility?

*Fujiwara Reya pondered slightly, questioning himself in his mind.*

Kawashima Miki was Luo Xinfu?

The bald spider from before was her husband?

Was the mother spider here for revenge?

Of course.

All of this was just speculation.

Perhaps Kawashima Miki simply knew Luo Xinfu, one couldn’t be certain.

Without concrete evidence, Fujiwara Reya would not take these speculations seriously.

But with these speculations, he needed to steer the events toward this hypothesis, investigating and probing accordingly.

"Let’s see who the real prey is, Miss Luo Xinfu." Fujiwara Reya licked his dry lips, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers, "Little Spider, come out and play."

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In the bathroom, Kawashima Miki cupped her hands to splash some water on her face.

The water splashed up and scattered. She raised her head to look at herself in the mirror, took a deep breath, then pursed her lips, trying hard to put on a composed and calm expression.

But despite many attempts, she couldn’t succeed.

No matter how she looked at it, she appeared like a resentful woman who had been wronged by a man but had nowhere to seek justice.

In the end.

Kawashima Miki’s lips quivered, and she let out two subdued sobs.

She covered her face with her hands, making no sound, her shoulders trembling slightly as she cried quietly, the kind of crying that she didn’t want anyone in the world to notice.

"Bastard!"

"How dare that insignificant priest harass me... so infuriating..."

*Forcing herself to accept this established fact, Kawashima Miki went through a round of emotional adjustment internally, continuously massaging her temples with her slender fingers.*

Once those actions concluded, she dried the water stains from her face and started to reapply her makeup.

She needed to maintain her charming demeanor.

During her encounters with Fujiwara Reya, she could sense that the little priest had some kind of unspoken secret, which was why he intentionally kept a certain distance from her. His seemingly elegant and pure appearance was half an act; behind it, there might be a fierce beast lurking.

Kawashima Miki understood this.

So she knew she had to maintain her composure and not let Fujiwara Reya notice anything unusual. Maybe he would take a little more advantage of her, harass her a bit more, but it didn’t matter. As long as she got the land, she would kill him, no, she would torture him well... Just thinking about it, Kawashima Miki felt as if her heart was being pricked with needles.

**Damn it!**

*No amount of money could compensate for today’s loss!*

After spending time reapplying her makeup, Kawashima Miki took a few deep breaths, fixed her uniform, and walked out of the bathroom, only to be suddenly startled.

"Uh, Miki," the red-haired woman from earlier looked at her with concern, "I saw you went in for a long time and was worried something happened to you."

"Go mind your own business," Kawashima Miki turned away indifferently.

After a few steps, she turned back and said, "Prepare to give the guest I brought earlier a bath."

"Alright!"

"He’s a priest, be sure not to expose yourself."

"Understood," the red-haired woman pat her chest, "Don’t worry, Miki, I promise he’ll be leaving on wobbly legs."

Kawashima Miki turned around and returned to the bathhouse.

She stood at the entrance for a long time, not going in, continuously looking for reasons to convince herself in her heart.

*Hmm.*

*Actually.*

*That brat was at least good-looking.*

*Moreover, he possessed many abilities that other men didn’t.*

*Like his gentle and warm smile, witty conversation, and his sturdy arms offered a sense of security. Kawashima Miki thought that it was quite normal for men to desire to understand her, and in that sense, Fujiwara Reya was just acting normally, not overly perverse. From another perspective, he might even be considered an ideal partner.*

*At least when he harassed her, she could tolerate it; with another man, she would have probably turned into Luo Xinfu, the killer.*

*Just treat him as a monkey...* Kawashima Miki straightened her back, clasping her hands tightly in front of her.

Calming her emotions silently, her perfect smile reappeared on her face as she stepped into the bathhouse.

"Little Mage, any discoveries..."

*Her voice came to an abrupt halt.*

*The charming smile froze on her face, her expression like a roasted turkey.*

"Ma’am," Fujiwara Reya waved warmly at her with a smile, "Come over here, let me introduce you to my Shikigami, Luo Xinfu."

Kawashima Miki showed no expression.

She blankly stared at the Spider Lady embracing Fujiwara Reya from behind, seeing a face and body identical to her own yokai form, watching her press Fujiwara Reya’s head to her chest in an ambiguous gesture. Vaguely, her body seemed to resonate.

"Little Spider," Fujiwara Reya turned to pat Luo Xinfu’s smooth shoulder, "After the owner is done, I’ll feed you well."

At the same time.

Kawashima Miki couldn’t help but tremble.

Realizing that her body also responded, her nose suddenly felt sour, and her mindset crumbled.

"Ma’am, are you feeling unwell?" Fujiwara Reya walked toward her with a face full of curiosity.

"No, I’m fine..." Kawashima Miki instinctively shielded her chest, silently staring at Fujiwara Reya.

*She couldn’t comprehend what was happening, her face devoid of any expression, her mind blank. Watching Fujiwara Reya walk toward her, she even forgot to avoid him.*