Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

He smiled at the white fox and said, "Tell Yukihime to let me go to the Inari Shrine alone."

"why?"

Jinguji Fuyumi's cool voice rang out.

"To help you experience human emotions."

Haruhiko explained, "It would be more troublesome if Yukihime were here."

"I'll send her a message later."

Jinguji Fuyumi nodded slightly and said.

"Well."

Haruhiko walked to the wardrobe, casually took out a pair of pajamas, and prepared to change into his school uniform.

But when he turned his head, he saw that Jinguji Fuyumi was still there.

Those fox-like eyes were sizing him up.

Haruhiko, on the contrary, felt somewhat awkward.

He hesitated before speaking, "Aunt Dongyu, you can go out first, I'll get dressed."

Why can't I watch?

Jinguji Fuyumi's tail twitched slightly. "I've noticed that you and Yukihime are often very open with each other."

"That's something only people who like each other can do."

Haruhiko explained.

Huh, when did you see him?

something wrong.

What is liking?

Jinguji Fuyumi knew she liked the word, but she didn't understand what it meant.

She couldn't understand why Yukihime always looked like that.

Why go to such lengths for a human being?

"Liking is a process of gaining and possessing something from the inside out."

Haruhiko thought for a moment and said, "If it's specific to a particular person, then it can be called love."

Jinguji Fuyumi remained silent for a moment, then turned and left.

She went to the living room and fell into thought.

Chapter 190. Culinary Exchange with Yuki-hime

Haruhiko changed into his pajamas.

Since I'm at home anyway, it doesn't matter.

He reappeared in the living room.

Yukihime still hasn't returned.

He glanced at Kamiya Touyu and then began to cultivate Fisherman's Song Night Fire.

We are currently close to the second stage.

The progress is still good.

At this rate, we should reach the third stage around next month, which is January next year.

Of course, it's also because the first three stages are not slow to begin with.

For the fourth and fifth orders, the unit of measurement becomes the year.

A few minutes later, the door opened.

Yukihime entered the living room carrying shopping bags.

Haruhiko opened his eyes and paused his cultivation.

"Welcome home."

He stood up, walked forward, and hugged Yuki.

He used to be the one being welcomed, but now it's the other way around, which is pretty good.

I bought you some fruit.

Yuki looked at him with a gentle expression and said.

Upon hearing this, Haruhiko glanced at the shopping bag; it contained a fruit platter.

He reached out and took it out; the transparent plastic box contained various cut fruits.

"I want to eat strawberries."

Yukihime parted her red lips slightly, revealing her tender, glistening tongue.

Haruhiko stepped forward directly.

Yuki was somewhat taken aback by his actions.

But there was nothing more to say.

Izumi covered her face and peeked through her fingers.

Jinguji Fuyugo stared at the two of them openly.

She kept observing Yukihime's expression.

I just learned what liking someone means from Haruhiko.

Now that there is a model in front of her, Jinguji Fuyumi is gradually gaining some understanding.

But where did this feeling originate?

Looking at Yukihime's absorbed and gentle expression, Jinguji Fuyumi began to ponder.

"I want to eat strawberries, not jelly."

Yuki rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're getting bolder and bolder."

"I'll feed you now."

Haruhiko asked with a grin, "Don't you like it?"

If Tsuchimikado Mari were here, she would probably marvel at how successful her psychological training was.

Her students now can be described in three words: thick-skinned.

"like."

Yuki blinked and said.

Haruhiko opened the plastic box, used a wooden skewer to pick up a slice of strawberry, and brought it to her lips.

"Yeah, it tastes okay."

Yuki took a bite, chewed a few times, and said, "You can eat the rest yourself. I'll go cook."

Haruhiko nodded.

After she left, Izumi immediately approached her.

"wait."

Haruhiko felt like she was about to jump into the plastic box any second.

Although her size wouldn't allow it to fit, her bare feet could.

"I want to eat strawberries too!"

Izumi sat on his shoulders and said confidently.

"..."

Haruhiko twitched the corner of his mouth.

He casually picked up a strawberry and placed it in front of Izumi.

She pouted and took a big bite, causing strawberry juice to splatter everywhere.

They made her lips look like she was wearing lipstick.

Be careful.

Haruhiko complained, "Don't get my clothes dirty."

Izumi gritted his teeth as he ate the strawberry.

Haruhiko turned to look at Jinguji Fuyumi.

She wagged her tail in refusal.