Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Haruhiko silently uttered the words "sword master".

[Congratulations to the player for becoming a Sword Master and acquiring basic skills.]

[Sword Master - Sheathing: With graceful movements and only the wrist, the sword is sheathed with perfect precision.]

[Sword Master - Iai Slash: 10 points of spiritual energy, upgradable. Draws the sword at extremely high speed, dealing minor damage.]

[Sword Master's Triple Slash: 100 points of spiritual energy, unleashing three consecutive thrusts, dealing minor damage.]

[Sword Master - Whirlwind Counterattack: 1000 points of spiritual energy. When damaged, allows for a timely counterattack, dealing moderate damage.]

Unlike the previous job change to priest, this time four skills are given as a bonus.

Moreover, there is one of each of the first, second, and third orders.

This saved Haruhiko a lot of time.

Each player's swordsman is different.

It does not adhere to any particular school of kendo as the mainstream; it embraces all styles.

Simply put, it's a hodgepodge, yet still powerful.

"How about it?"

When Tsuchimikado Mari saw him open his eyes, she asked him a question.

Although his tone remained calm, a hint of concern was evident.

"It has been successful."

Haruhiko paused, then smiled and said, "Yes, all that's missing is a knife."

"Getting a knife is easy."

Tsuchimikado Mari stepped forward, lowered her head slightly, and whispered in his ear, "If you beg me, I'll give you one."

The warm breath brushed against his face, causing Haruhiko's body to tremble slightly.

He smelled the faint fragrance and remembered a sentence from his past life.

Women will only slow down my sword-drawing speed, but a rich woman will give me a better sword.

At this moment, it is so similar.

He is indeed lacking a good knife or a good sword right now.

Yes, in Japan, swords and knives are usually used together.

Although Haruhiko has Izumi as a scabbard, the sword is broken and cannot be found in a short time.

Therefore, he needed a knife to get through.

"Mari-neechan".

Haruhiko turned to look at her, kissed her on the lips, and asked, "What kind of knife is it?"

"Is it that simple?"

Mari Tsuchimikado's lips curled slightly as she asked.

"Then I'll do whatever you say."

Haruhiko replied without hesitation, "I'll do whatever Mari-neechan says."

"it is good."

Mari Tsuchimikado's eyes flickered, seemingly quite satisfied with the answer.

She took a step back, and a knife appeared in her hand.

The blade was slightly red, exuding a scorching heat.

Haruhiko gripped the hilt of the sword, and a game notification sound rang out.

【Name: Red Phoenix】

[Rank: Third Rank]

[Skills: Crimson Phoenix Strikes, Crimson Phoenix Cries, Flowing Light Chases the Wind.]

[Note: Tailor-made for Shiranui, possessing unlimited potential for upgrades.]

[Red Phoenix Star Strikes: Third Tier. Consumes 1000 points of spiritual energy to imbue the blade with scorching flames, causing damage upon contact.]

[Crimson Phoenix Cry: Third Tier, consumes 1000 points of spiritual energy to unleash a phoenix-shaped blade of energy, dealing moderate damage at long range.]

[Swift Light Chasing the Wind: Third Tier, consumes 1000 points of spiritual energy to unleash a whirlwind-like attack at extremely high speed.]

Haruhiko subconsciously looked at Tsuchimikado Mari.

Undisguised astonishment.

In the third tier, this knife can be considered a top-grade spiritual tool.

All three skills are good, and they can be upgraded.

Is it Hongluan?

In legends of the past, the Red Phoenix often represents love.

In a sense, this is Tsuchimikado Mari confessing her feelings.

In particular, the notes already stated that it was a katana custom-made for him.

"Thank you, Mari-neechan."

Haruhiko drew his sword and sheathed it, saying earnestly, "I like it very much."

"Come inside."

Mari Tsuchimikado nodded slightly with a calm expression and said.

Seeing this, Haruhiko couldn't help but smile.

The two returned to the living room.

"Looks like you scared your Aunt Mashiro."

Tsuchimikado Mari looked up at the building, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said.

"It's clearly you."

Haruhiko sensed a hint of schadenfreude in her tone and quickly shifted the blame.

He is not responsible for this.

"She was looking at you, not me."

Tsuchimikado Mari plopped down on the sofa, her bodycon skirt draped naturally, revealing her black-stockinged thighs.

"Should I go see Aunt Mashiro?"

Haruhiko was too lazy to argue with her anymore, and asked hesitantly.

"If you go now, she'll probably want to die."

Tsuchimikado Mari casually remarked, "Don't let your Aunt Mashiro's age of over thirty fool you; she's actually just like a little girl and doesn't understand anything about relationships between men and women."

So, you're saying you know a lot about this?

The phrase subconsciously popped into Haruhiko's mind.

Thinking about it carefully, Tsuchimikado Mari really knows a lot.

Although he was inexperienced at first, he became extremely skilled later on.

Especially when they were eating and drinking for free in the car before.

This reminded Haruhiko of Yukihime.

However, the two are completely different, one cold and the other warm.

"What are you thinking?"

Tsuchimikado Mari crossed her legs, rested her chin on her hands, and looked directly at him.

"I didn't think anything of it."

"Your Auntie Zhenbai probably won't be showing up anytime soon."

Mari Tsuchimikado's alluring voice rang out, "Want to try?"

Haruhiko gasped.

Are you really not afraid that Tachibana Yui will notice?

With her abilities, anyone who speaks even slightly louder will be heard.

Haruhiko quickly shook his head, indicating his refusal.

This is too risky, let's forget about it.

Tsuchimikado Mari suddenly sat up straight.

As Haruhiko wondered what was happening, her kimono slipped down, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

Using the same old tricks again, is that it?