CHAPTER 85: 74. MADAM, DON’T YOU WANT TO... (ASKING FOR THE FIRST SUBSCRIPTION)_2

"It was thick and could be drawn into long threads."

Kawashima Miki looked at the face that was identical to her own and felt a stirring in her heart, "Hey, what’s your name?"

"?"

Luo Xinfu looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"You," Kawashima Miki repeated, "what’s your name?"

"Little," Luo Xinfu awkwardly replied, "Little Spider."

"... I’m asking for a name, not a nickname."

"Little Spider~"

"..."

Forget it.

Kawashima Miki switched her question, "How did you become a Shikigami?"

"?"

Luo Xinfu tilted her head, still full of confusion.

"..." Kawashima Miki forced herself to perk up and pointed to Fujiwara Reya, "How did you meet that guy?"

"?"

Luo Xinfu remained as puzzled as ever.

Fujiwara Reya lay by the pool, looking at their conversation with amusement.

"How strong are you?"

"?"

"... What’s your talent?"

"?"

"Do you, by any chance, uh, feel any special connection with me...?"

"?"

No matter what was asked, Luo Xinfu’s face always showed a puzzled expression.

Kawashima Miki held back the urge to cry and asked with one last hope, "Could it be you’re an idiot?"

"Could it be you’re an idiot?" Luo Xinfu unexpectedly parroted back.

"... You’re the idiot."

"You’re the idiot."

"... I," Kawashima Miki opened her mouth, a bellyful of complaints she couldn’t voice.

*Right.*

*Go ahead and curse!*

*I’m just an idiot right now!*

*Boo-hoo ToT*

From the moment she saw this Spider Lady, confirming the source of the strange sensation in her body, Kawashima Miki was instantly thrown into disarray. All her calm and rationality vanished like a fleeting shower deep in the desert.

Fujiwara Reya watched with great interest.

He especially paid attention to the changes in Kawashima Miki’s facial expressions. How to put it, hmm, she was the kind of woman that could charm most men, not just because of her beauty, but more so due to her multifaceted personality.

Meeting her for only the second time, Fujiwara Reya had already witnessed several of her faces.

This complexity felt familiar to him, as he was the same way, always wearing a disguise that was completely different from his true self, facing different people with different facades.

He watched her slender fingers fully stir the essential oil, occasionally lifting them to test the viscosity. The droplets that fell from her fingers formed thin, transparent threads, appearing as if a Spider Demon was spinning silk from her fingertips.

*Was it an illusion or a premonition?*

Fujiwara Reya couldn’t quite distinguish, but those thoughts weren’t something to ponder now; there was nothing more important at the moment than enjoying a massage.

"Madam, I’m done washing." He emerged from the bath.

Kawashima Miki instinctively looked up.

In the soft, warm lighting, water droplets glided down the boy’s skin, silently falling. His broad chest, firm abdomen, and powerful, slender legs all radiated a masculine aura, exuding a predator-like danger.

*Great physique...* Kawashima Miki swallowed, then her cheeks flushed red.

*It was the first time she had seen such an unambiguous male body.* She instinctively stood, somewhat awkwardly stepping away, seemingly trying to flee from the scene.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Reya grabbed her delicate, fair hand and pulled her back.

"Ah, let go of me..." Kawashima Miki was on the verge of tears from the chaos.

"Alright, you can go." Fujiwara Reya released her hand considerately and sat alone on the massage chair, calling out to Luo Xinfu, who was playing with the lubricant on the floor, "Little Spider, head home for now; come out again tomorrow."

Luo Xinfu turned, her expression showing lingering interest.

The system tore open a crack in the room. She crawled into it and disappeared into thin air in an instant.

Witnessing this scene, Kawashima Miki’s body froze, unable to move forward.

On the massage chair, Fujiwara Reya smiled at her, his expression seemingly saying, "This is the one chance you get."

"..."

Kawashima Miki sniffled.

*She felt utterly insecure now.*

*It seemed as if Fujiwara Reya had her completely in his grasp. Until she could uncover the truth about that Spider Lady, she would never find peace, continually haunted by that eerie sensation.*

"Madam?" Fujiwara Reya called out to her with a smile.

Kawashima Miki’s long eyelashes trembled gently, "Let’s, let’s go, first for a steam bath."

"No problem."

Fujiwara Reya followed her lead to the old-fashioned steam bath box.

"Don’t move around," Kawashima Miki warned as she opened the front panel of the square wooden box and gently guided him inside to sit, before closing the panel.

The top of the wood panel had a round hole in the center for the head to protrude.

After Fujiwara Reya poked his head through the hole, Kawashima Miki closed the lid and used a towel to seal the surrounding gaps.

The scene looked rather comical, Fujiwara Reya sat in the steaming box with only his head sticking out. He widened his eyes and quipped, "Is this a guillotine? Madam, you’re not going to murder me, are you?"

There was a fleeting moment when Kawashima Miki was tempted by the idea.

But thinking it over, she considered that Fujiwara Reya’s strength might exceed expectations. Without a hundred percent certainty, she didn’t want to expose her identity.

She turned on the steam switch, and the heat began to spread.

The room became a bit stuffy, prompting Kawashima Miki to walk over and open a window.

Sitting in the steam box, Fujiwara Reya quickly felt the heat rising from his feet, and the wood panels on the sides and back growing warm, suggesting steam was coming from all three sides.

"How long will this take?" he asked.