Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

He had assumed this was a hobby of Tsuchimikado Mari.

I didn't expect Tachibana Yui to have it too.

"You can take her to the amusement park."

Mari Tsuchimikado added.

What kind of child has this preference?

So cute.

Haruhiko couldn't help but smile.

Get out of the car.

Tsuchimikado Mari went to the underground parking garage.

Haruhiko knocked on the door and went in.

In the living room, he saw Tachibana Yui looking quite unkempt.

She leaned against the sofa, her legs resting on the coffee table, revealing her fair and delicate soles.

When she noticed that it was Haruhiko who had entered, instead of Tsuchimikado Mari, she froze for a moment and instinctively pulled her feet back and placed them on the ground.

Why didn't you say anything before you came?

Tachibana Yui glanced at him, then quickly looked away.

I don't know why, but I felt my heart racing more.

Haruhiko Qinghe.

It turns out that Tsuchimikado Mari acted on her own initiative.

This Shiranui seems a bit cunning, doesn't she?

"Isn't Aunt Mashiro welcome?"

Haruhiko immediately took the initiative.

"Of course you are welcome."

Tachibana Yui, being the current head of the Tsuchimikado clan, quickly returned to her former self.

She picked up the white ankle socks beside her, put them on, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

Tachibana Yui opened the refrigerator and took out a lemon.

I didn't know how to use a juicer before, but now I've learned how.

In no time, I had made a glass of fresh lemonade.

Looking at her reflection in the water, Tachibana Yui recalled what had happened last night.

Why did Haruhiko do that?

Is it because of a lack of maternal love?

If that's the case, as her guardian, she should find a way to correct and educate him.

Tachibana Yui left the kitchen and returned to the living room.

"Thank you."

Haruhiko took the lemonade and took a sip.

It's a little sour, but it's okay.

He put down the glass, turned his head, and met Tachibana Yui's gaze.

She had been staring at me the whole time.

"Haruhiko."

Tachibana Yui shifted her body slightly and said, "After the Utsunomiya clan's matter is over, Auntie will take you out to play."

She had just thought about it and realized that education was too serious to discuss in a room; it would be better to talk about it outside.

Haruhiko was slightly startled.

Isn't this a coincidence?

Although it's unclear what Tachibana Yui's reasons were, this was certainly an opportunity that came knocking on her door.

"Ah."

Haruhiko nodded, then asked, "But can I choose the location?"

"can."

Seeing his obedient appearance, Tachibana couldn't help but agree.

She thought to herself that last night must have been an accident.

After the conversation ended, Haruhiko quite consciously began making talismans.

Reach the fifth level as soon as possible, so I can help Tachibana Yui.

He did not stay any longer that evening.

Firstly, I'm worried that yesterday's events will repeat themselves.

Secondly, if you don't go home for two consecutive days, you will be severely punished by Yuki.

Upon arriving at the school's South Campus, Haruhiko said goodbye to Tsuchimikado Mari and got off the bus.

"Owner!"

It was Izumi who opened the door.

Unlike usual, she was wearing a white cheongsam and flesh-colored stockings.

Although she is rather petite, she has a good figure with curves.

Wearing a cheongsam doesn't look out of place at all.

It looks more like a certain figure that Haruhiko bought in his previous life.

But what about Yukihime?

are you angry?

As Haruhiko pondered, Izumi immediately landed on his shoulder and nuzzled his face against him.

Along with the soft touch, you can also feel the texture of the stockings.

He glanced at it, ignored it, and walked into the living room.

Yukihime lay on her side on the sofa.

Her long white hair was loose, her blue coat was placed to one side, and she was only wearing a knitted sweater.

Her thighs, encased in black stockings, were slightly bent, with her knees crossed, but this did not detract from their slenderness and beauty.

"are you back?"

Yuki opened her eyes, stretched, and her knitted sweater bulged even more.

"Ah."

Haruhiko nodded and sat at the end of the sofa.

My feet are a little numb.

Yuki placed her feet on Haruhiko's thighs and asked, "How about giving me a massage?"

As she spoke, her ten toes wiggled restlessly a few times through the thin stockings.

Quite flexible.

Haruhiko was aware of this.

He reached out and placed his hand on the back of her foot.

"Take off your stockings first."

Yukihime shook her head and said.

Haruhiko was stunned.

These are garter stockings, how am I supposed to take them off?

But Yukihime just looked at her with eyes full of tears.

Haruhiko had no choice but to reach out and place his hand on her waist, taking off her black stockings.

When you hold it in your hand, you can still feel the warmth emanating from it.

Haruhiko put it aside and began to massage her.

On Yukihime's fleshy thighs, the delicate skin dips slightly, revealing a circumference around her thigh.

It was left behind by stockings.

Yukihime's lips curved into a smile as she looked at the earnest Haruhiko, and her slight dissatisfaction vanished.