Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Although Haruhiko remained outwardly calm, the changes within his body were extremely intense.

Mina Utsunomiya remained quite calm, only occasionally showing signs of gagging.

Jinguji Fuyu felt that he suddenly understood a lot.

She rested her chin on her hands, and after an unknown amount of time, she gently sniffed the air.

A certain smell permeated the air.

Haruhiko let out a breath, appearing extremely comfortable.

Jinguji Fuyumi tilted her head slightly, recalling what Utsunomiya Mina had said earlier.

So this is how you relax?

No wonder Yuki often helps him at home.

But why did she and Mina Utsunomiya react differently?

"Aunt Dongyu."

After resting for a while, Haruhiko stood up and said, "Let's go shopping."

He did not forget his purpose for today.

Jinguji Fuyumi nodded.

"Owner."

Mina Utsunomiya coughed lightly and asked, "Should I prepare a room for you tonight?"

"Need not."

Haruhiko shook his head and said, "I'm going home."

Jinguji Fuyu had already reached the door.

Seeing this, Haruhiko quickly followed.

But as he passed by Mina Utsunomiya, he patted her soft flesh on her waist.

She returned Haruhiko's gaze with a charming look.

After the two people left, she reverted to her cold demeanor.

Mina Utsunomiya walked to the bathroom, picked up her toothbrush, and a thoughtful look appeared in her eyes.

Haruhiko was giving her more and more surprises, which made her want to control him even more.

But he doesn't trust her now, so she has to lower his guard.

That's why she's so proactive today.

Even things you hate, you do them.

"How about we go shopping for clothes?"

As Haruhiko walked down the street, he suddenly remembered seeing Jinguji Fuyumi's wardrobe earlier.

The styles were very monotonous, all pajamas, nothing else.

Does this have anything to do with emotions?

Jinguji Fuyugo looked around, observing the pedestrians.

"enjoy."

Haruhiko explained, "It refers to a kind of pleasant and beautiful experience and feeling that can be generated by the body's organs and consciousness."

"Was it what Mina Utsunomiya did just now that you were getting pleasure from?"

Suddenly, Jinguji Tougo had a flash of inspiration and asked.

"..."

Haruhiko suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Why do I always end up getting myself into trouble?

Jinguji Fuyumi noticed his reaction and already knew the answer.

A thought subconsciously popped into her mind: what exactly does that feeling feel like?

Haruhiko said it was pleasant and wonderful.

Yukihime certainly acted that way.

But Mina Utsunomiya is different.

"Aunt Dongyu?"

Haruhiko asked cautiously, "Shall we go buy clothes?"

Jinguji Fuyumi nodded.

The chapter number in the previous chapter was incorrect; it should have been 191, not 200.

Chapter 194. Cheongsam Jinguji Fuyumi

Shinjuku gets really lively at night.

Pedestrians come and go on the street.

There were scantily clad young ladies or cunning young men greeting customers everywhere.

In Kabukicho, gender is not an issue as long as you have money.

Of course, besides this unique nighttime activity, it also has many other functions.

Haruhiko soon arrived at a rather luxurious commercial building.

Jinguji Fuyumi followed behind him, her expression unchanging.

For her, clothes are not something she cares about too much.

Haruhiko looked around and suddenly his eyes lit up. He saw a shop that specialized in cheongsams.

"Aunt Dongyu."

He pointed and asked, "How about this one?"

"can."

Jinguji Fuyumi said casually.

Knowing her personality, Haruhiko entered the cheongsam shop.

"Welcome, both guests."

A young woman in a cheongsam walked up to them and said with a smile.

Haruhiko nodded, his gaze beginning to search.

The cheongsam shop isn't particularly large, but it has a complete selection, with various colors and styles available.

"That pink cheongsam."

Haruhiko quickly found a goal.

"The fitting room is over there."

The young woman immediately took off her cheongsam and said.

Haruhiko touched the fabric.

Pretty good.

He naturally didn't understand cheongsams.

However, a cheongsam this expensive can't be of very poor quality.

"Aunt Dongyu."

Haruhiko turned his head and asked, "Would you like to try it on? If you don't like it, you can change to another one."

Jinguji Fuyumi glanced at it and reached out to take it.

She walked into the fitting room, opened the door, and suddenly waved to Haruhiko.

"Aunt Dongyu, what's wrong?"

Haruhiko noticed her movements, so he stepped forward and asked.

"You come in."

Jinguji Fuyumi said in a cool tone.

Haruhiko was shocked.

Is this something I can see?

Jinguji Fuyumi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She could feel Haruhiko's heart racing.