Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

However, Haruhiko was caught off guard and was successfully ambushed.

"What are you talking about?"

Yukihime came out of the kitchen and sat down next to Haruhiko.

She took his hand and immediately felt a warm touch.

Haruhiko felt a chill.

Because she had just washed the dishes.

"Entrustment".

Haruhiko placed her hands on his neck and immediately shuddered.

Upon seeing this, Yukihime smiled.

Her soft, boneless little hands gently pressed against his skin.

Before long, her hands were warmed up.

"Come and exercise."

After resting for a while, Yuki got up and went to her room.

When she returned, she had already changed into a tight-fitting tank top and yoga pants.

"We need to make up for last week's mistakes."

She sat on the carpet, waved to Haruhiko, and said.

Haruhiko came to her side.

Yuki leaned back, revealing her alluring waist, abdomen, and abs.

He did as instructed.

The Snow Woman Breathing Technique is activated.

Last week's overexertion made him realize that his physical fitness was still insufficient and he needed to intensify his training.

The moon gradually rose higher outside the window, and the clock on the wall pointed to ten o'clock.

Let's end it here for today.

Yuki lay on her side, hugging his legs.

Haruhiko's arm drooped down and touched his yoga pants.

I immediately felt a burning sensation.

After such a long period of training, even Xue Ji was sweating profusely.

After resting for a while, the two went to the bathroom.

Haruhiko had little power left, but Yukihime had recovered quite a bit.

She sat behind him and used a bath sponge to scrub him.

After taking a shower, the two of them crawled into bed.

"How about it?"

Xueji looked at his motionless figure and asked.

"It'll be fine in a bit."

Haruhiko let out a breath and said, "I haven't exercised in a long time, I'm not used to it yet."

"Looks like I'll have to step up my efforts for you."

Yuki clenched her fist and shook it up and down, giving it a good punch.

Haruhiko cried out "Ouch!" as a tingling sensation rushed to the top of his head.

"is it so serious?"

Xueji sat up with a suspicious look on her face and said, "Don't move, let me check you."

Haruhiko frowned and let her do as she pleased.

Seeing that he was indeed in some discomfort, Xueji began to massage him and stretch his muscles.

Haruhiko watched Yukihime bustling around, his expression quite varied.

One moment he cried out in pain, the next he groaned in surprise, and then he gasped for breath.

Two hours later, Haruhiko, who had been tormented to the point of exhaustion, fell into a deep sleep.

a new day.

When Haruhiko woke up, he felt sore back, aching waist, and cramps in his kidneys.

Even so, he still had to go to school.

He changed his clothes, finished eating, and then picked up his schoolbag to go out.

At the door, Yuki helped him straighten his school uniform.

"Don't come back smelling so sweet today."

"...?"

Haruhiko finally understood why he had been tormented repeatedly last night.

It turns out it was because of Tsuchimikado Mari.

"Will not."

Haruhiko chuckled.

"It's okay if you do, at most you'll just get punished again."

Yuki kissed him on the cheek and said.

Haruhiko turned and fled in panic.

When he arrived at the school gate, he didn't see Hoshino Rin.

Without thinking much about it, he started the class.

After class, Tsuchimikado Mari called.

Haruhiko arrived on time and suspected that she had seen his class schedule.

Wait, there's no doubt about it, it definitely is.

After saying a few words to her, Haruhiko went to the Tsuchimikado teaching building to receive her guidance.

He knocked on the door and entered the teachers' office.

Just like yesterday, there was only Tsuchimikado Mari.

She noticed Haruhiko and turned to look at him.

The tight-fitting shirt suddenly bulged out.

5,000 words. PS: 10,000 words done for today.

Chapter 152. Help me create a new Yuki-onna.

“Mari… teacher.”

Haruhiko paused, almost calling out the wrong name again.

"Come and sit."

Tsuchimikado Mari stood up.

Haruhiko then noticed that she had taken off her high heels.

Feet encased in black stockings stepped onto the clean floor.

A hint of whiteness could be vaguely seen on all ten toes.

Her feet looked fleshy and had a certain elasticity.

Seemingly sensing Haruhiko's gaze, she lifted her foot and stomped on his leg twice as he passed by.

"You like this kind of thing?"

Mari Tsuchimikado asked coldly.

"No."

Haruhiko answered subconsciously.

He sat down in her chair, and could vaguely sense a burning sensation and a faint fragrance.

"It's wrong to say one thing and mean another in front of your teacher."

Tsuchimikado Mari walked behind him, reached out and gently stroked his head, her tone calm yet with a hint of instruction.

"Let's begin our studies."