Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Although Minami Utsunomiya didn't intend to carry it out, she agreed to it first.

No, we should tell Haruhiko.

In that case, would it be considered my own achievement?

I can take this opportunity to freeload again.

"Since he's interested in you, don't disappoint me, understand?"

Mina Utsunomiya would never suggest that the two of them should cooperate against Haruhiko; that would be beneath her dignity.

Minami Utsunomiya was a smart woman, and she immediately understood what she was planning.

She nodded, indicating her loyalty.

Seeing this, Mina Utsunomiya was quite satisfied.

She waved her hand, then turned and went back into the room.

Minami Utsunomiya continued forward and soon arrived at the living room.

Haruhiko was still sleeping.

She blinked and burrowed into the covers.

Fortunately, the sofa is big enough that it doesn't feel too cramped.

Haruhiko gradually woke up.

He was slightly startled.

The previous fatigue seemed to linger, leaving him feeling weak all over.

But he soon understood why.

A heavy, rich aroma filled the air.

Haruhiko looked down and saw Minami Utsunomiya.

He twitched the corner of his mouth.

How come this female tengu looks just like Tsuchimikado Mari?

They like to disturb people's peaceful sleep.

Minami Utsunomiya noticed that Haruhiko had woken up, so she sat up straight.

She stopped pretending.

Haruhiko glanced at her.

The latter's lips shimmered faintly under the light.

A pair of jet-black wings slowly unfurled, mirroring her joyful mood.

After Minami Utsunomiya finished her afternoon tea, Haruhiko left the Red Phoenix Villa.

Of course, I took a shower before leaving.

Otherwise, Yukihime would notice.

More accurately, one doesn't need a superhuman sense of smell to be able to detect it.

Haruhiko returned home.

As time passed, Lunar New Year's Eve arrived.

Yuki-hime woke up very early today.

According to custom, a thorough cleaning must be done.

When Haruhiko woke up, she had already cleaned the living room very thoroughly.

The glass and floor were practically reflecting light.

Breakfast is in the kitchen.

Yuki noticed him and said, "Just deal with him casually."

"Ok."

Haruhiko didn't disturb them, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up, and then went to the kitchen.

Breakfast consisted of bread and fresh milk.

The only downside is that it's been sitting for too long and is a bit cold.

Haruhiko prefers freshly baked food.

After breakfast, he washed the dishes, which was unusual for him.

Since meeting Yukihime, he has never done any housework.

But it's possible today.

Haruhiko left the kitchen and looked at Yukihime.

She was wearing a kimono to avoid getting too much dust while doing a thorough cleaning.

However, she is a psionicist and has psionic abilities to block it, so her clothes won't get dirty.

"What do I do?"

Haruhiko asked.

"Go and tidy up your room."

Yuki's gaze fell on his face. After hesitating for a moment, she pointed to his room and said.

Normally, she wouldn't let Haruhiko do anything.

But the New Year is different.

Haruhiko nodded, picked up a broom, and began cleaning the room.

"Master, I'm here to help!"

Izumi seized the opportunity and immediately flew excitedly onto Haruhiko's shoulder, hugging his face and rubbing against him.

A soft touch came.

Haruhiko felt a little itchy.

He rolled his eyes at Izumi and said, "What help are you? Just don't cause trouble."

Her body wasn't even as tall as a broom.

"I can!"

Izumi released his grip, gave a soft hum, and said, "Master, I've improved a lot!"

"What progress?"

Haruhiko brought up her panel and took a look.

Aside from a significant increase in the psionic power cap, there weren't any new skills added.

"Transform!"

Izumi leaped into the air and jumped down.

Haruhiko's gaze followed unconsciously.

A brilliant light appeared out of nowhere.

Izumi's body disappeared in the light.

Haruhiko closed his eyes when the bright light shone on him.

When I opened my eyes again, I was stunned.

What came into view was not Izumi, but Yukihime.

From their appearance to their clothes, they are completely identical; it's impossible to tell them apart.

The only difference is that Yukihime outside is wearing a kimono.

The Snow Princess, who was transformed from Izumi, wore that classic outfit.

Blue coat, white knit sweater, and black tights.

"How is it? Isn't it exactly the same?"

Izumi's opening remarks immediately shattered Yukihime's unique aura.

All I can say is that she's best suited to be a static beauty.

"How long can it last?"

Haruhiko had actually seen her transform into Yukihime once before.

But she became smaller at that time, and quickly returned to her original size.

"It's been a long time now."

Izumi, hands on his hips, said smugly, "Two hours!"

She makes large gestures when she speaks.