Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

In today's world, the fifth tier is already the upper limit.

Only the gods of legend can bring hope.

Putting that reason aside, artifacts related to deities are undoubtedly priceless.

Regardless, the importance of the Takamagahara ruins has been elevated once again.

Nakagawa Reki mentioned that because an additional archaeological team was to be established, those of them who were on probation would be promoted to permanent positions and join the team ahead of schedule.

However, the Edo Archaeological Bureau is also under great pressure now.

The major powers were the first to be affected.

Although they all have undercover agents in the shadows, it's ultimately inconvenient.

If gods truly exist, it's conceivable that they would bring this matter to the forefront and demand development rights.

As for Haruhiko, he was happy to see this happen.

After all, he has powerful backers.

There are no classes in the afternoon.

Haruhiko originally planned to go to the Garden of No Worries, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Since we're both cultivating Autumn Water Pearls, why not go home?

A day has passed, and I haven't seen Yukihime yet; I miss her a little.

Haruhiko decided to leave the school.

Before long, they arrived at their doorstep.

He waited quietly.

In a second, the door was pushed open.

Yukihime appeared before him.

Haruhiko's eyes lit up immediately.

She changed her clothes today.

It's not that the white knit sweater and black tights combination was bad, but it was something we saw so often that it lost its novelty.

Today, she wore a pure white, form-fitting cheongsam.

The cheongsam has always been known for its ability to accentuate the figure.

Slender waist, abundant fruit.

"Welcome home."

Yukihime's red lips parted slightly, shimmering with a moist luster in the sunlight.

Combined with the shapely curves of the cheongsam, it makes her even more charming and alluring.

Like a ripe peach, it has a unique flavor.

Haruhiko's gaze unconsciously fell on the white stockings under her high-slit skirt.

On her fleshy thighs, the white lace camisole disappeared into the mysterious area.

"You naughty boy, what are you trying to do with that look in your eyes?"

Yukihime placed her fair, jade-like hands on her chest, and the beautiful scenery rippled in waves.

A faint blush rose to her cheeks, exuding an alluring charm.

Haruhiko immediately pulled her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

A faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

He sniffed it and asked, "What does it smell like?"

Yuki leaned close to his ear and said, "Try it yourself."

She bit his earlobe and slowly moved it to his face.

Haruhiko soon lost his ability to speak.

Yuki looked at him with a happy expression and they engaged in a battle of wits.

Her silver-white hair was pulled up and styled into a rather married woman's hairstyle at the back of her head.

Haruhiko gently stroked her back.

Even through the cheongsam, you can feel its silky smooth texture.

a long time.

Yukihime chuckled softly, her tone slightly hurried, and said, "You're getting more and more amazing."

The blush on her face was even more captivating, not the shyness of a young girl.

Rather, it was the unique charm and deep affection of the beautiful woman.

Haruhiko knew what she was talking about, so while admiring her alluring figure, he said, "You taught me."

"It was indeed my fault."

Yuki smiled and admitted, then paused, placing her hands on her abdomen and gently rubbing it. "Then... punish me now."

Haruhiko's eyes immediately reddened slightly.

He scooped up Yuki and ran into the room.

"host……"

Izumi stopped in his tracks.

She sensed that Haruhiko had gone into a berserk state.

I'm so envious...

Izumi sighed and sat back down on the sofa.

Bai Shuang, who was not far away, looked up and then quickly looked away.

It fell silent.

But soon, he had to leave the sofa.

It returned to its room and installed a soundproof barrier.

This finally made the annoying, seductive sound disappear.

Its first realization was that being too powerful wasn't without its drawbacks.

A look of doubt flashed in Bai Shuang's eyes.

Is it really that good?

Is it worth it for Yukihime to suffer day and night?

Bai Shuang sighed, her fluffy tail flailing weakly behind her.

Disturbed by Haruhiko and Yukihime, it was difficult for it to fall asleep.

I could only lie on the bed and close my eyes to rest.

3pm.

Haruhiko yawned.

The prolonged punishment left him feeling unusually exhausted.

Yuki leaned against his arm without saying a word.

Her skin became pink and moist, with a layer of crystal-clear luster.

Despite being a snow woman, her body was burning hot at the moment.

"Are you hungry?"

Yuki shifted her body closer and asked in a gentle tone.

She was full of energy and spirit, and was not affected at all.

After all, it is a fourth-tier great demon.

Even in human form, it far surpasses that of a normal human.

"Ah."

Haruhiko nodded and said, "I didn't even have lunch."

He is a second-tier psychic, so it's impossible for him to feed on psychic energy like a high-tier psychic.

"Feel sorry."

Yuki immediately looked embarrassed, like a wife who had made a mistake, and said, "I'll go cook right away."

She reluctantly left Qingyan's embrace, glanced at the fragments of the cheongsam on the ground, and took out another set of clothes.

It's not a cheongsam, but a nightgown or kimono.

Because she didn't want to wear extra clothes.