Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Regardless of his identity, his close relationship with Tsuchimikado Mashiro makes him the young master.

Haruhiko was slightly taken aback when he heard this familiar address.

But he didn't refute it. After getting out of the car, he turned around and picked up Tachibana Yui again.

"plz follow me."

Tsuchimikado Ayaka locked the car door, then led the two people upstairs.

The journey was quite quiet, and we didn't see anyone else.

Based on what Tsuchimikado Mashiro said earlier, it can be confirmed that this is her private passage.

"Please come in."

Tsuchimikado Ayaka stopped in front of the door and said, "The head of the family is waiting for you inside."

Haruhiko nodded and rang the doorbell.

A few seconds later, the door opened.

Mashiro Tsuchimikado glanced at Ayaka Tsuchimikado, then immediately turned and left.

Only then did she turn her gaze to her true self.

Nothing has changed.

She lay quietly in Haruhiko's arms.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro glanced at them and noticed that the two were in very close physical contact, causing her face to flush slightly.

But with the golden veil covering it, nothing could be seen.

She stepped forward, took the real body, and said, "Take a rest."

Tsuchimikado Mashiro turned around and went into the room.

She placed the real body on the bed, and then lay down beside it herself.

As the incantation began, she switched back to Tachibana Yui.

Four thousand words. Third and fourth updates. PS: I managed to finish the ten thousand-word update today, almost missed it. Finally, wishing all the big shots a happy Dragon Boat Festival.

Chapter 132. I am your aunt.

It's called a room, but it's actually a suite, even more luxurious than the South Garden where Haruhiko lives.

He looked around at the layout and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

I casually pulled back the curtains, and a shimmering river came into view.

Both sides are lined with willow trees, and there are small gardens attached to them.

Haruhiko guessed that the appearance of such a scene in Tokyo was mostly related to the Tsuchimikado clan.

After all, this perspective is just right.

Haruhiko glanced at the time; it was already eleven o'clock.

It took quite a while to get there.

He looked away and headed to the restroom.

After opening it, he was deeply impressed by the extravagance of wealthy families.

The bathroom is no smaller than the room.

Haruhiko, lost in thought, suddenly noticed the clothes hanging in the distance.

There are windows on both sides, letting in sunlight, but they are made of a special kind of opaque glass.

The secrecy was impeccable.

Haruhiko glanced at it subconsciously.

Both underwear and outerwear are available.

Moreover, there are two sets, one large and one small.

It goes without saying whose it is.

The two sets placed side by side create a stark contrast.

It's like a comparison between an infant and an adult.

After washing up, Haruhiko left the bathroom and happened to run into Tachibana Yui, who had just changed her number.

"Auntie Mashiro".

He greeted us while wiping his hands with a tissue.

Tachibana Yui nodded, and as she walked toward the sofa, she suddenly stopped.

She responded.

She spent two nights here a couple of days ago because of family matters.

I've changed quite a few clothes, and they're currently drying in the bathroom.

"you you you!"

Tachibana Yui suddenly turned around, immediately panicking. She rushed in front of Haruhiko, "What did you see?!"

Because she wasn't wearing shoes in the room, but rather white socks.

At this moment, her jade-like feet, wrapped in white socks and resembling ice cream, were trying to rise on tiptoe to make herself taller.

Even so, he could only barely reach Haruhiko's shoulder.

The thought that Haruhiko had seen her underwear and might even be examining it closely filled Tachibana with an indescribable sense of shyness.

She's Haruhiko's aunt.

Now that such a shameful thing has happened, how is she supposed to get along with him?

As she thought about it, Tachibana Yui's face gradually turned red, and the color spread to her ears.

This made her look like a peeled, hard-boiled egg, faintly steaming.

Haruhiko lowered his head slightly and met her panicked yet forcedly calm eyes.

He didn't speak, he was thinking about her problem.

In that split second, Tachibana Yui turned her face away.

She felt incredibly worthless, and her whole being felt like it was on fire.

"Aunt Mashiro, what are you asking?"

Haruhiko's heart raced as he watched her lose her composure; she was just too adorable.

He wanted to hold her petite body in his arms and vigorously rub her hair.

He had actually guessed it, but he certainly couldn't say such a thing.

"Didn't you see that?"

Tachibana Yui opened her mouth, her lips looking soft and delicate, perfectly illustrating what cherry lips are.

"I didn't see anything."

Haruhiko blinked twice and said innocently, "I just went in to wash my hands."

Tachibana Yui suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Upon closer reflection, it is indeed possible that they are not visible.

Because the bathroom is very large, and the clothes are hung in the corner.

She was too hasty and lost her composure.

"sorry."

Tachibana Yui didn't dare to look at him; she subconsciously reached out and twirled the strands of hair behind her ear.

If it were someone else, she naturally wouldn't apologize.

But Haruhiko's identity is special.

Moreover, she had already made up her mind to take good care of her.

I never expected that he would be questioned for no reason.

"It's no big deal."

Seeing this, Haruhiko felt somewhat ashamed.

After all, he did see her clothes.

But Tachibana Yui is even cuter like this.

She bit her lip lightly, her face flushed, and she hurriedly tidied her hair.

Then I thought about how she was the head of the number one Onmyoji family in the world.