Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

She really wasn't interested in fruit or anything like that.

Haruhiko didn't say anything more, and then put another piece of apple on Qingning's plate.

She didn't stand on ceremony and started eating.

With two demon-slaying companions, one person quickly finished off the box of fruit.

Haruhiko got up and went to the kitchen.

He threw the plastic box into the trash can and then looked at Yuki.

She took off her white trench coat, revealing a knitted sweater and black tights underneath.

Haruhiko walked over and put his arm around her slender waist.

The sensation of its delicate, easily held in one's hand came through.

He reached in and gently stroked her abdomen.

Yukihime trembled slightly, not expecting what would happen next.

But she did not struggle or break free.

The temperature generated by the flames is not far away.

Haruhiko did not feel the heat.

The snow princess in his arms felt cool to the touch.

But it's not really ice and snow.

Haruhiko sniffed it; there was a faint fragrance.

He looked at Yukihime's delicate neck, then his large hands moved to the soft flesh of her waist.

"How naughty."

A faint blush rose on Yukihime's face.

Because Haruhiko is dishonest.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and continued cooking.

At the same time, her long legs, clad in black stockings, crossed slightly and twisted, blocking Haruhiko's left leg.

A few seconds later, Yukihime paused in her movements.

Haruhiko took advantage of her inattention and launched an attack.

Tokyo is inexplicably hot and humid.

Yukihime exhaled a breath of hot air.

She knew that the stockings she was wearing today had reached the end of their lifespan.

"Let's eat later."

Yukihime turned off the fire, but then lit another one.

Haruhiko paid a heavy price for his sneak attack.

living room.

Three monsters are watching TV.

Very loud sound.

They have no requirements regarding food.

Jinguji Fuyumi's fox ears suddenly twitched.

Unlike Qingning and Izumi, she is a fifth-tier great demon.

No sound or movement escapes her ears.

Normally, she would choose to go back to her room to soundproof it.

But for some reason, I wanted to take a look today.

Human emotions are numerous.

Love, family, and friendship are undoubtedly the most important.

Jinguji Fuyumi wants to understand what it means to like someone.

She jumped off the sofa and went to the kitchen doorway.

Yukihime sat on the stove with a happy expression on her face, her eyes filled with Haruhiko.

Haruhiko stood in front of her, learning cooking skills, holding a wok with both hands and stir-frying various ingredients.

Jinguji Fuyumi suddenly felt her heart beat slightly faster, and a flutter of excitement came over her for no reason.

Why would someone react this way?

She couldn't explain it.

After watching for more than half an hour, she returned to her room.

A flash of pink light, and she returned to human form.

Jinguji Fuyumi crawled into bed, her legs slightly closed, sighed, and closed her eyes.

I don’t know how long it took.

Haruhiko and Yukihime's culinary exchange came to an end.

As it turns out, he was indeed very talented.

It was cooked well.

It just took too long, and the other dishes got a little cold.

Fortunately, it's not a big problem; a quick heat will fix it.

"Go out to eat."

Yuki leaned forward slightly, displaying her perfect figure. "I'll wait for you, and then we'll take a bath together."

Haruhiko nodded.

She just sweated, and she smells bad today.

He's doing a bit better.

Haruhiko carried the food to the table, ate, and then returned to the kitchen.

Xue Ji was still completely naked. Upon seeing him, she pressed herself against his back, ran her hand across his lower abdomen, and said, "Go take a shower first."

Haruhiko turned around, picked her up, and walked towards the bathroom.

The rising heat washed away the fatigue.

After taking a shower, Haruhiko put on his new pajamas.

The pajamas I had worn before were already in the washing machine.

This includes Yukihime's clothes.

But there were no black stockings.

Because it was already damaged.

Haruhiko stretched and continued to loosen his muscles and bones, practicing the Snow Woman Breathing Technique.

Although the main focus lately has been on fishing songs and night fires, the Snow Woman's Breathing Technique cannot be stopped.

It becomes especially important when Yukihime advances to the fifth rank.

Besides, Haruhiko has never experienced the demon body of the Yuki-onna clan.

Therefore, we must work hard.

The demonic bodies of the Coconut Sheep clan are already several times stronger than those of humans.

I wonder how strong the Yuki-onna clan is?

Haruhiko then thought of Tsuchimikado Mari.

In short, the task is arduous and the road ahead is long.

Night falls.

Haruhiko stopped cultivating.

Izumi and Qingning have returned to their room.

Speaking of this, Haruhiko remembered that he hadn't seen Jinguji Fuyumi since the meal.

"Your Aunt Dongyu just sent me a message."

Yuki, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and said, "I'll have you go back to Inari Shrine alone tomorrow. She'll take you to do a quest."

"Ok."

Haruhiko snapped out of his daze and said.

"We won't see each other for another two days."