Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Since things have already come to this, let's just end it and see what happens.

Haruhiko couldn't help but smile when he saw her acting like a little girl.

Although psychic powers may have some influence, perhaps this is just her inherent personality.

However, due to his status as the head of the Tsuchimikado clan, he was unable to let himself go.

What's next?

Haruhiko quickened his pace and stepped forward to ask.

"Orbiting Starship!"

Without offering any further explanation, Tachibana Yui walked directly to the facility.

Haruhiko immediately understood upon seeing it; it was a pirate ship.

It swayed dramatically from side to side in the air.

Another exciting project.

Haruhiko could only accompany him.

He noticed that Tachibana Yui was too excited, to the point of being delirious.

Several projects in a row were all similar.

Half an hour later, Tachibana Yui sat on a bench.

A thin layer of sweat glistened on her face, and her hair was stuck together, adding a touch of messy beauty.

"Give."

Haruhiko bought two bottles of mineral water from the vending machine next to him.

Tachibana Yui took it, unscrewed it, and started pouring water in ton after ton.

There is no image at all.

Haruhiko smiled, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and took out his phone to take a picture.

"Hey!"

Tachibana Yui noticed his actions and her face immediately turned red. She jumped up and pretended to snatch Haruhiko's phone.

She knew her current image was terrible, and if she were photographed like that, she would want to die.

Haruhiko stretched out his right hand, making it impossible for Tachibana Yui to reach it.

Without hesitation, she leaped up and pinned him to the ground.

Third update, 3,000 words.

Chapter 134. Tachibana Yui's Tears

Even through her clothes, Haruhiko could clearly feel Tachibana Yui's little bottom.

Her face contorted with rage as she grabbed for her phone.

Haruhiko immediately put it into his storage ring.

Tachibana Yui instinctively grasped his right hand.

She was stunned.

I finally realized what was going on.

I felt a burning heat and a strong heartbeat beneath me.

Tachibana Yui quickly stepped back, her already red face turning even redder.

Haruhiko sat up; the lingering fragrance still lingered in the air.

"Give me your phone!"

Tachibana Yui flashed her two little fangs, put her hands on her hips, and glared at him, "Don't force me to take action!"

"Of course you have to take pictures when you're out having fun."

Haruhiko said in a serious tone, "Not only do we need individual photos, but also group photos."

Tachibana Yui was stunned.

It seems to make sense.

"Then, Aunt Mashiro, let's take a picture together!"

Seeing that she seemed to be intimidated, Haruhiko pressed his advantage and said, "As witnesses of us, aunt and nephew."

Aunt and nephew?

Tachibana Yui remained silent for a moment, but then felt somewhat gratified.

Haruhiko's acknowledgment of his aunt and nephew means that he truly considers himself his aunt.

Generally, only one's own mother's sisters are called "aunt".

His statement undoubtedly implies that he believes her friendship with Yuya Utsunomiya is comparable to that of blood sisters.

"You wait a moment."

Tachibana Yui took out a makeup mirror and began to tidy her appearance.

Haruhiko raised an eyebrow.

As expected of the head of the Tsuchimikado clan.

But he won't delete the photos.

Unconventional beauty is all the more precious.

Haruhiko sat next to her and waited for a while; her condition had improved considerably.

Although her face still had a faint blush, the beads of sweat had disappeared, and her messy hair was tied back and draped over her shoulders.

She even used psychic powers to make her so dry and fresh.

"cell phone."

Tachibana Yui stretched out her slender, fair hand.

"Use yours."

Haruhiko pretended not to understand what she meant.

Tachibana Yui immediately gritted her teeth and kicked him in anger.

"Auntie Mashiro, the picture I took with my phone isn't as clear as yours."

Haruhiko grabbed her ankle.

It was really small; when he held it in his hand, he could feel a gap.

But it's soft, especially with cotton socks on the outside, making it feel even better to the touch.

"Don't act stupid!"

Tachibana Yui broke free of his right hand, stepped on his foot, and then withdrew it.

"I want to keep it as a souvenir, is that not allowed?"

Haruhiko sighed, a look of disappointment on his face.

If the hard one doesn't work, then use the soft one.

Men are supposed to be able to bend and stretch.

Seeing her like this, Tachibana Yui's heart softened immediately.

It seems like a single photograph isn't a big deal.

If this continues, it will make her aunt seem rather petty.

"You can keep it, but you're not allowed to show it to anyone else."

Tachibana Yui hesitated for a moment before stating her conditions.

"I definitely won't."

Haruhiko answered immediately.

It would be a huge loss to show this kind of photo to others.

It's perfect for enjoying alone at night.

Hehe, the way the little girl is sweating.

Haruhiko took a light breath.

Why do I feel like something's not right with me?

He is clearly an upright and good young man.

"come over."