Chapter 526: 183. Asuka wants to eat fried chicken—_2
On a flat rock by the pond, Kasahara Asuka, with orange hair covering half her face, was sleeping like a delicate Dutch pig, emitting a barely audible breathing sound. The morning light gently enveloped her in warmth. Perhaps due to the high temperature, her cheeks were rosy. She probably had a nightmare, or maybe she hadn’t been happy these past few days, and her brow was slightly furrowed, making her look exceptionally pitiable.
"You’ve been a bit impatient lately," Mrs. Hoshimi said to Mrs. Kasahara, "Xiangxiang’s personality can’t be changed overnight. You know that very well. You couldn’t bring yourself to push her before, which is why you asked Mr. Fujiwara for help. Why is it that after you returned from Minami-Izu, you’ve become the most ruthless and anxious one instead?"
"You ask him!"
Mrs. Kasahara, hands on hips, looked angrily at Fujiwara Reya.
Fujiwara Reya shrugged with an expression of innocence, which only made her huff in annoyance, blowing at her bangs—a super cute and childlike gesture.
"What bad thing has Mr. Fujiwara done?" Mrs. Hoshimi’s voice was ethereal and ghostly, as if coming through the fog.
"I’m going to talk with my senior," Fujiwara Reya quickly walked forward.
"Hey, don’t avoid it!"
Mrs. Hoshimi was about to follow, but Mrs. Kasahara pulled her back.
"The meeting is about to start, hurry and take your sister to change clothes!"
"You do it yourself!"
"I don’t know where the dressing room is."
"Stop lying! You don’t even know how many nights you’ve slept in my bed, and you don’t know where the dressing room is? I think you have something sneaky going on with Mr. Fujiwara!"
"Come over, I’ll tell you secretly."
The two directors push and shove each other as they walk further away, and Fujiwara Reya, glancing back, thought how amazing it was that these women with such different personalities could become best friends. Mrs. Kasahara was like a beam of sunlight, exuding a strong allure whether laughing or angry, while Mrs. Hoshimi was like a peaceful daffodil, aloof from worldly noise... Perhaps it’s because of the sunlight that the daffodil could bloom so tenderly?
With this in mind, Fujiwara Reya thought of the scene of the two ladies together.
How wonderful!
If he could squeeze in between them, it would be even better.
A crisp sound of leaves being stepped on echoed in his ears, and Hoshimi Rinko’s ear slightly twitched.
The girl opened her eyes within the holy Divine Power, her clear eyes reflecting the figure of Fujiwara Reya. In the next second, she grabbed the bow and arrow beside her.
She drew the bow fully, turned, and aimed at him.
’Arrow of Purification!’
Words were spoken, and the arrow was released.
Her face, beautiful and aloof, combined with her smooth motions, was exceptionally aesthetic.
Without giving Fujiwara Reya any time to react, the arrow, wrapped with a subtle Divine Power, came whistling toward him.
Whoosh!
Boom!
A dazzling light flashed by, and scorching dust billowed up.
The raging airflow swept across, speeding outward in all directions, startling a flock of birds. Nearby tourists were also frightened and, after a brief panic, tried to come over to see what happened, only to be quickly persuaded away from the lake by the shrine staff.
Fujiwara Reya, at the center of the explosion, though unhurt, found his head buzzing.
It’s just that I haven’t played with you in a while, is it really necessary to start a fight the moment we meet... Also, an archer priestess with a flat chest is so relatable. Oh, mother, you’d definitely love this daughter-in-law who’s similar to you in both temperament and figure.
Hoshimi Rinko watched the dust coolly, without even blinking.
The airflow blew against her black hair tied with a red cord.
In a certain moment, she captured the silhouette of someone, slightly raised her slender wrist, and formed a seal with her fingers.
’Command of Thunder and Lightning, heed my call; swiftly as the law dictates!’
The originally clear sky suddenly had a black cloud.
Strands of blue lightning twisted and swirled among the black clouds, the power of thunder filled with an oppressive aura, making one’s hair stand on end.
"Wait!"
"Senior, there’s no need..."
"You’re still young, don’t take the path of crime——"
Ignoring the cries from the dust, Hoshimi Rinko calmly extended one finger forward.
’Present!’
Three terrifying strikes of lightning shot down from the clouds, directly aiming at Fujiwara Reya’s head.
Bam—
Bam—
Bam—
The sound of three violent explosions rang out in succession.
Fujiwara Reya’s pleas were instantly drowned out by the explosions, with dust flying everywhere, and the grey-white smoke engulfed the forest. Kasahara Asuka, awakened by the noise, rubbed her eyes as she looked at the spot struck by lightning.
A large, charred pit had been blasted into the ground by the lightning.
The dust-covered Fujiwara Reya slowly climbed out of the pit, appearing extremely disheveled.
"Indeed, even as a Divine General, I’m still far behind you. Hoshimi Rinko looked at him with a calm demeanor, her delicate wrist, seemingly breakable with a snap, gently placed back on her knee.
Her serene and elegant demeanor, as if she were another personality than the one who acted just now.
"Senior, you still couldn’t bring yourself to hit him!" Kasahara Asuka yawned out of boredom as she glanced at the senior whose clothes were blown apart, "Ordinary thunder won’t kill a scumbag, why don’t you use your blood to summon blood lightning? Even the Demon King would be blasted half-dead by the blood lightning summoned by a Divine General..."
"There’s no need to do that to him, we’re not enemies." Hoshimi Rinko’s voice was clear and pure. Looking at Kasahara Asuka, she spoke in a reproving tone, "Summoning blood lightning would damage your foundation, and unless it’s a matter of life and death, you mustn’t use it lightly. Remember this well, don’t ruin your future in practice for a moment’s thrill."