Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

"Ah! Lady Yukihime! Spare me!"

Izumi screamed in agony.

Night falls.

Haruhiko stopped cultivating.

He glanced at the roof; Yukihime was no longer there.

It's dinnertime now, and most people are in the kitchen.

He then entered the inner hall.

"Izumi, what are you doing lying down like that?"

Haruhiko immediately noticed Izumi lying on the sofa.

And it wasn't just lying down, it was more like arching.

This pose is quite something.

"No...nothing."

Izumi raised her head, her eyes gazing at him with large, watery eyes.

She looked quite aggrieved, as if she was about to burst into tears at any moment.

Haruhiko was confused.

Just then, Yukihime came out carrying the food.

She smiled and said, "Let's get ready to eat."

Haruhiko's gaze unconsciously fell on her exposed fair thighs.

In the reflection of the light, they look like two ice cream cones waiting to be tasted.

Did you take off your stockings?

He nodded after thinking for a moment and said, "I'll wash my hands and come right away."

After a day of practice, my hands were covered in sweat.

Haruhiko glanced at Izumi, then ignored him and quickly sat down at the table.

Dinner was rather ordinary.

After all, the mountains are not like the city.

Furthermore, Jinguji Tougo does not have the habit of eating.

Yukihime always used materials she found locally.

Dinner is over.

Izumi seemed to have returned to normal, flying around happily.

Haruhiko had no idea what she was laughing about.

a new day.

weekend.

It's still about cultivation.

That evening, the three of them returned to the South Campus of the University of Tokyo.

"Take a shower and go to bed."

Yuki stretched, her white sweater billowing up to reveal her toned abs.

Haruhiko glanced at her voluptuous figure and thought it resembled a ripe peach.

But not too fat, not too thin, just right.

Haruhiko thought of the Yuki-onna breathing technique, and then he could understand why she had such a figure.

"come over."

Yuki blinked, revealing a seductive expression, and said, "You can watch it later if you want."

Haruhiko's heart skipped a beat.

I'll take a shower soon.

He walked a few steps to Yuki, took her hand, and said, "I will look carefully."

"You've certainly learned to be glib and smooth-talking."

Yuki smiled gently and said, "I need to teach you a lesson tonight, you naughty child."

The author's new book, "Starting from That Korean City," is worth checking out if you're interested in K-pop. PS: I checked, and Senhime and Juzu are semi-original yokai from a certain game; they don't actually exist in Japan. Their merfolk are called Isohime, not something I made up or a pun.

Chapter 84 Aizawa What South

early morning.

Haruhiko suddenly felt a little short of breath.

He woke up.

Before us stood majestic snow-capped mountains.

Yuki stood up from him and said, "Breakfast is ready, get up quickly."

The feeling of suffocation disappeared, leaving only a faint milky aroma.

Haruhiko yawned.

Last night, I was given a good talking-to by Yukihime, who was disguised as a teacher.

Finally, considering his good attitude, he was rewarded three more times.

So much so that I went to bed a little late.

But today is Monday, so I asked Yuki to wake him up.

I just didn't expect the method to be so unique.

Haruhiko changed his clothes and left the room.

After washing up, it was time to eat.

Breakfast was tonkotsu ramen.

It's simple, but tastes good.

Yukihime's habit of snatching food from people's mouths wasted a lot of time.

"Go early and return early."

Yukihime reached out and gently stroked his hair.

"Master, may you have a safe journey!"

Izumi floated in mid-air, crossed his hands over his abdomen, and bowed quite solemnly.

It would be even more fitting if she wore a maid outfit.

Haruhiko thought to himself that the movies she watched were actually somewhat useful.

He picked up his schoolbag, turned around, and left.

Outside the door, Tsuchimikado Mari saw him come out and waved.

"Mari-neechan".

Haruhiko stepped forward, opened the car door, and got into Tsuchimikado Mari's luxury car.

Good morning, little master.

Mari Tsuchimikado spoke calmly.

Haruhiko glanced at her.

She's wearing a women's blouse and a pencil skirt today.

Sitting in the driver's seat, his buttocks were taut, and his upper body was full and upright.

Even when driving, their posture is very proper.

This gives an idea of ​​her daily work routine.

She is absolutely the most perfect secretary.

"What's been happening with the Utsunomiya clan lately?"

Haruhiko thought for a moment and then asked.

"I bought a lot of psionic materials."

With her hands on the steering wheel and her head still, Tsuchimikado Mari said, "They're mostly related to magic circles, probably in preparation for the ceremony on October 16th."

After getting off the bus, Haruhiko walked into the University of Tokyo.

Because it was getting late, there weren't many students left on campus.