Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Haruhiko glanced at the time; two hours had already passed.

He turned his head, and standing in the doorway was Tachibana Yui.

She wore a white onesie nightgown, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders, and her well-proportioned and slender figure resembled a large-scale figurine.

"You've been working so long, have some lemonade."

Tachibana Yui walked up to him and said.

"Thank you."

Haruhiko took the water glass, drank more than half of it, and then put it aside.

Tachibana Yui did not leave. She glanced at the talismans and materials on the table, a hint of surprise on her face.

There were no failed products?

Tachibana only thought of taking half a step back.

She observed quietly.

Half an hour passed.

Tachibana Yui became even more certain that Haruhiko could become a fifth-tier spellcaster.

She had seen many spellcasters.

But almost no one can achieve Haruhiko's precision.

Each talisman is practically perfect.

It's flawless, just like a mass-produced product from a factory assembly line.

"Haruhiko."

Tachibana Yui looked up, noticed the sweat on his face, and suggested, "Let's call it a night."

"Ah."

Haruhiko didn't force him.

It is indeed a bit late now.

"Go take a shower."

Tachibana Yui suddenly remembered that she was going to sleep with him later, and a wave of shyness washed over her.

She shook her head quickly.

I'm his aunt, it's okay.

He's just a child.

In Japan, adopted children are treated quite well, with little difference from biological children.

Haruhiko is now being groomed as Tachibana Yui's successor.

Because she is not married.

She didn't like the other branches of the family.

Moreover, she used many methods to become the head of the family.

Despite their apparent awe of her, those people would not hesitate to kill her if given the chance.

Haruhiko went to the bathroom.

There are people inside.

The sound of rushing water continued.

It's Tsuchimikado Mari.

Haruhiko returned to the living room to wait.

Not long after, Tsuchimikado Mari appeared, wrapped in a bath towel.

She had just finished showering, and there were still faint water droplets on her skin.

However, it disappeared very quickly.

"Little master, are you going to take a bath?"

Tsuchimikado Marimi Haruhiko stood up and asked, "Do you need me to serve you?"

Her tone was flat, and her expression remained unchanged, as if it were quite ordinary.

"Need not."

Haruhiko quickly shook his head and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

Tsuchimikado Mari is not Yukihime, so she can't put out the fire.

It might even burn brighter and brighter.

As a person, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Hot water drips down, and white steam rises.

Haruhiko lay in the bathtub, exhaled, and the fatigue of the day quickly dissipated.

What a wonderful experience!

Just then, the glass door was suddenly opened.

Haruhiko was startled.

"Young master."

It was Tsuchimikado Mari who had changed into a silk camisole nightgown.

Her voluptuous body almost completely concealed the two straps, leaving only a glimpse of her fair skin.

"These are the pajamas your Aunt Mashiro bought for you before."

Tsuchimikado Mari revealed her purpose and put down the clothes.

Haruhiko's stiff body relaxed.

I thought something terrible was going to happen.

Tsuchimikado Mari walked to the door and suddenly turned her head.

As her body tilted, the halter top slipped down, revealing her bare shoulders.

"You really don't need my help?"

Despite the flat tone of his voice, Haruhiko inexplicably sensed a seductive quality in it.

"..."

Haruhiko's lips twitched, and he said, "Mari-neechan, don't joke around."

"I'm serious, but since the young master doesn't want it, I'll leave first."

Tsuchimikado Mari lowered her gaze, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said.

"...?"

Haruhiko was stunned.

I always feel like I've missed something.

After taking a shower, Haruhiko changed into his pajamas and went to his room.

He opened the door and saw Tachibana Yui.

She lay in bed and said calmly, "Turn off the lights and go to sleep."

Haruhiko was a little surprised.

I never expected her to actually do it.

He turned off the light and crawled into bed.

The two people kept a distance from each other and did not have any physical contact.

Seeing this, Haruhiko couldn't help but smile.

This aunt seems quite shy.

She wasn't as enthusiastic as Yukihime.

When Yukihime was mentioned, Haruhiko seemed lost in thought.

I feel quite unaccustomed to not having her as a body pillow.

As for Tachibana Yui, even if he wanted to do something, it would be impossible.

So, go to sleep.

The night is getting darker.

Tachibana Yui stared at the ceiling, completely unable to sleep.

The steady breathing around her gave her a strange feeling.

This was the first time in her life that she had lain down with a man.