Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Haruhiko suddenly remembered that there were two fifth-tier psychics watching from not far away.

I was so engrossed in my own world that I didn't notice.

As for the other people, they are too far away to notice them.

Haruhiko took Yukihime's hand and entered the tent.

Only three people still lived in the valley.

Both the Tsuchimikado and Utsunomiya clans were staying at a hotel not far away.

Because there were too many people and the valley contained poisonous gas.

Maintaining the barrier for a long time consumes a lot of energy.

Haruhiko liked this arrangement, as it avoided being disturbed at night.

He just didn't expect Yuki to come.

But upon closer reflection, it is understandable.

He has been practicing the Fisherman's Song Night Fire technique for the past few days and has not gone back.

In fact, I don’t blame him.

The main problem is that the progress bar is almost there.

I won't feel right until I get it sorted out.

"Yeah, that's pretty good."

Yuki stretched, her body displaying remarkable flexibility, forming a graceful arc.

Because it was a tent, it was carpeted inside.

She just lay down.

"Tired?"

Seeing her like this, Haruhiko couldn't help but ask.

"No."

Yukihime smiled gently and said, "I'm just happy to see you."

All the previous unpleasantness vanished without a trace.

Haruhiko sat down cross-legged, reached out and placed his hand on her forehead, gently pressing it.

Yukihime closed her eyes and said nothing more.

Although the University of Tokyo is quite far from here, as a fourth-order great demon, I don't feel tired at all.

However, she enjoyed Haruhiko's massages.

Soon, a slight blush appeared on Yukihime's delicate face.

Her body trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes.

It's mainly a little itchy.

Haruhiko had already run to the other end, taken off his pantyhose, and started massaging her delicate feet.

Yukihime is a member of the Yuki-onna clan, so she isn't afraid of the cold.

But she was worried about Haruhiko, so she quickly pulled him into the quilt to keep him warm.

Time passed slowly.

Sunset came quickly.

The psychics from the Utsunomiya and Tsuchimikado clans, who had been training for a day, left the valley and returned to the hotel.

In the end, only Tsuchimikado Mashiro and Tsuchimikado Mari remained.

Of course, there are also Yukihime and Haruhiko.

"Why have those two been talking for so long?"

Tsuchimikado Mashiro finished his research, looked around, and then asked in confusion.

"What do you think they're doing after such a long separation?"

Tsuchimikado Mari was clearly more experienced than her.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro was stunned.

It took me a few seconds to realize what was happening.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth.

What a bastard!

Regardless of location or time.

"Two hours have passed now, so it should be about right."

Tsuchimikado Mari took out her phone, glanced at it, and said, "I'll go call them."

"...?"

Tsuchimikado Mashiro was subconsciously puzzled.

Until she remembered the time when Tsuchimikado Mari and Haruhiko fought.

Her face flushed instantly.

Tsuchimikado Mari arrived outside the tent.

She suddenly raised her hand, a flash of psychic energy appeared, and she vanished without a trace.

They reappeared, already inside the tent.

She glanced at it.

Yukihime lay on the ground, looking very relaxed.

Haruhiko, on the other hand, seemed quite energetic.

Mari Tsuchimikado was somewhat surprised.

But she soon understood why.

Fishermen's songs and night fires.

In a sense, it is a way to restrain the Yuki-onna clan.

Tsuchimikado Mari stepped forward.

Haruhiko was startled.

He subconsciously looked at Yukihime.

But she didn't notice, or rather, she was too lazy to move.

In a moment of confusion, Haruhiko could only try to cheer himself up again.

Brave Niu Niu, unafraid of difficulties.

Besides, Tsuchimikado Mari is just a beginner today.

After sunset comes dusk.

The sky was dyed red.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro's face was ashen as he stared at the ever-changing clouds above.

The one who went to call for help ended up calling for help himself.

Moreover, they acted with complete impunity.

At least Yukihime had set up a soundproof barrier before.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro immediately realized that Tsuchimikado Mari was doing it on purpose.

She returned to her tent.

As for dinner, the chefs had already gone off to sneak a bite.

As a guest, she naturally didn't get any food.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro casually set up a barrier, then covered her face with her hands, slumped to the ground, and was momentarily at a loss.

As a fifth-tier psionicist, she wasn't afraid of hunger.

But Haruhiko was not only hungry, but also very thirsty.

The main problem was that it was too hot inside the tent.

Even the air itself is filled with an invisible heat wave.

Even in human form, Tsuchimikado Mari's body temperature is still frighteningly high.

Haruhiko was sweating profusely and had a dry mouth.

Fortunately, Yuki noticed his condition and rushed over to help him replenish his fluids.

At the same time, he held his head in his arms.