Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

A few minutes later, a faint fragrance filled the air.

Haruhiko immediately got up, dressed, and left the tent.

The flavor is much stronger.

This made him feel extremely hungry.

Perhaps because she was in a hurry, Tsuchimikado Mari turned into Shiranui again.

Haruhiko's gaze shifted downwards, looking at her black and white stockings. He was curious about what material they were made of that could block the scorching heat.

With that thought in mind, he boldly reached out his hand.

Given their relationship, this is no big deal.

As expected, Tsuchimikado Mari didn't care and let him investigate the truth about the stockings.

As Haruhiko savored the texture of the stockings, Tsuchimikado Mashiro lifted the curtain.

She was stunned.

Tsuchimikado Mari is cooking while standing.

Haruhiko was clinging to her leg.

This scene was truly impactful.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro immediately retreated.

She clenched her fist and swung it.

"hateful!"

But even she didn't know why she was unhappy.

She paced back and forth for several minutes, growing increasingly agitated.

Finally, she plopped down, her ample curves swaying.

Unfortunately, no one appreciates it.

"Was it made with psionic energy?"

Haruhiko reluctantly withdrew his hand and asked.

The reason he guessed it was psionic energy was because he didn't believe that stockings made of that material existed in the world.

An indescribable smoothness and suppleness.

Of course, there's also the scalding temperature.

Fortunately, Haruhiko has now reached the second stage of Fisherman's Song Night Fire, and with Tsuchimikado Mari's deliberate control, he was not burned.

"Ah."

Tsuchimikado Mari nodded and then said, "Step back a little."

Haruhiko immediately did as instructed.

Red flames flashed before his eyes.

The kimono worn by Tsuchimikado Mari gradually disintegrated, and her long red hair returned to normal.

Haruhiko gasped.

I usually just put on my clothes, but not today.

That exquisite body was laid bare before them.

Tsuchimikado Mari took out a kimono and asked, "Are you confident you can help me put this on?"

Haruhiko is certainly an option.

After all, he often helps Yukihime at home.

The kimono was put on quickly.

"Behave yourself, I'll reward you later."

Tsuchimikado Mari glanced at it and chuckled, saying, "If you don't mind being seen by your Aunt Mashiro, then it doesn't matter."

"It's not my fault."

Haruhiko said in a resentful tone.

It's abnormal that he doesn't react.

Mari Tsuchimikado's lips curled slightly, but she didn't say anything more.

In fact, she had already noticed it when Tsuchimikado Mashiro came out.

It's just funny.

"Master, come out for dinner."

Tsuchimikado Mari walked to the tent flap and said.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro lifted the curtain and glared at her coldly.

With her abilities, she would naturally know about what had just happened.

Moreover, Tsuchimikado Mari is very outspoken and doesn't try to hide her true feelings at all.

The problem is that she doesn't know.

"Look how capable our little master is."

Mari Tsuchimikado showed no fear in the face of her gaze.

"..."

Tsuchimikado Mashiro remained silent and simply ignored her.

The table was already laden with dishes.

The valley was already dark because it was shrouded in poisonous fog all year round.

It's nighttime now, so it's even darker.

Fortunately, there was a campfire nearby.

The firelight created a feeling of a candlelight dinner.

Although Tsuchimikado Mashiro didn't notice at all.

She removed her golden veil, revealing her breathtakingly beautiful face.

There's a barrier outside, so there's no need to wear a gas mask anymore.

Otherwise, the group wouldn't be able to eat at all.

"Thank you, Mari-neechan."

Haruhiko took the chopsticks from Tsuchimikado Mari and said.

"Have a meal."

Tsuchimikado Mashiro paused for a moment, then picked up her chopsticks and said.

Haruhiko glanced at her subconsciously.

He felt that Tsuchimikado Mashiro's emotions had been a bit strange throughout the journey.

It seemed like she was jealous.

But he also thought it was unlikely.

Haruhiko began to eat after pondering for a moment.

The same applies to Tsuchimikado Mashiro.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat somber.

Just then, Tsuchimikado Mari raised the corners of her mouth slightly and lifted her black-stockinged foot.

Haruhiko was immediately startled.

Because Tsuchimikado Mashiro was in front of him, he dared not make any unnecessary movements.

He merely glanced sideways at Tsuchimikado Mari.

But this teacher didn't relax at all.

"I'm stuffed."

Tsuchimikado Mashiro put down her chopsticks and turned to walk towards the tent.

Haruhiko's body trembled slightly.

Did you finish eating in less than ten minutes?

He suspected that Tsuchimikado Mashiro had discovered something.

"Mari-neechan".

Haruhiko asked somewhat helplessly, "Can't you eat properly?"

"what happened?"