Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

The low-cut, off-the-shoulder design, combined with her voluptuous figure, makes it impossible to look away.

The skirt slit at the thigh, revealing flesh-colored thighs and stiletto heels.

"How about it?"

Yuki straightened her upper body and a seductive smile appeared on her lips.

"Very beautiful."

Haruhiko followed the snow-white arc and nodded with difficulty.

"Let's start taking pictures."

Yuki turned to the side, revealing her smooth, beautiful back and slightly upturned buttocks.

Haruhiko just kept pressing the shutter button like crazy.

Every single one is beautiful and perfect, requiring absolutely no retouching.

"You squat down."

Yukihime waved her hand and said.

Haruhiko did as he was told.

Yuki lifted her leg and placed her ankle on his shoulder, the slit in her skirt slipping down to reveal her snow-white skin.

Haruhiko's heart raced, sensing the joy of the photographer surnamed Chen.

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Chapter 150: Instructions from Teacher Shiranui

One afternoon.

Yuki changed into more than twenty outfits.

Various styles are available.

Many of these things are things that can't be shown to others, and can only be appreciated by Haruhiko alone.

Besides her clothes, Yukihime is very good at posing.

As dusk fell, Haruhiko put away his digital camera, skipped dinner, and carried her straight back to the tent.

He had been enduring this for a long time.

This time, Tsuchimikado Mari didn't come to cause trouble.

Perhaps it was because Haruhiko had stayed up all night.

When the new day dawned, it was already noon.

Haruhiko opened his eyes.

Yukihime has disappeared.

After all, she is a powerful demon, and she doesn't usually sleep for this long.

"Your stamina is good."

The sudden sound startled Haruhiko.

He turned his head and what came into view was a pair of long, fleshy, and smooth legs in black stockings.

Above that is a bodycon skirt that accentuates the hips and creates a beautiful silhouette.

Finally, there are women's suits, which are both sexy and capable.

"Mari-neechan, how come you appear and disappear so mysteriously?"

Haruhiko patted his chest and said, "You're going to scare people to death."

and many more!

What does it mean to have good physical strength?

You didn't peek, did you?

Haruhiko was stunned, speechless as he stared at her cherry-like lips painted with bright lipstick.

"It seems your mental fortitude needs improvement."

Tsuchimikado Mari squatted down, her black stockings immediately tightening.

Haruhiko took in the view beneath the skirt.

He turned his face away and retorted, "This has nothing to do with mental fortitude."

There wasn't a sound at all; anyone would be startled.

If it were anyone else, Haruhiko felt they could start a banquet right now, like the kind he hangs on the wall.

"Then look at me."

"It was Tsuchimikado Mari who said in a cold tone."

Haruhiko hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze back to her.

More accurately, it was her bodycon skirt.

There was nothing he could do; he was lying down.

The view was just right.

It's red.

Just like flames.

I've heard that people who like red are generally quite passionate.

Haruhiko thought about it and it seemed to be true.

Although Tsuchimikado Mari appears to have a rather aloof personality, her actions are indeed as passionate as fire.

"What do you want from me?"

Haruhiko snapped out of his daze and asked.

"Do I look like a qualified teacher in this outfit?"

Tsuchimikado Mari tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and asked.

For a moment, their momentum weakened.

"It's quite similar."

Haruhiko was a little confused, but he still answered.

"What are your suggestions?"

Mari Tsuchimikado was clearly not satisfied.

"Hmm, wear glasses."

Haruhiko looked him over and said.

"Glasses?"

Mari Tsuchimikado seemed thoughtful before asking, "Do you like this kind?"

"The teacher wears glasses, which makes her look very intellectual."

Haruhiko, of course, couldn't admit it, and explained.

Tsuchimikado Mari stared at him, her eyes calm yet conveying a sense of seeing right through him.

"Your mental fortitude definitely needs improvement."

As he grew increasingly uncomfortable, she smiled and said, "You'll suffer if you clash with someone like Mina Utsunomiya in the future."

"..."

Haruhiko twitched the corner of his mouth.

It's impossible to stay calm when you're staring at me like that.

"fine."

Tsuchimikado Mari reached out and patted his head, saying, "I'll teach you later."

Teach me?

How to improve psychological resilience?

Haruhiko suddenly had a bad feeling.

This could be fatal.

"You're welcome."

Tsuchimikado Mari smiled faintly and said, "As the shikigami of the future heir of the Tsuchimikado clan, it is only right that I teach you."

"The heir's shikigami?"