Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Yukihime's current hairstyle is the legendary dangerous hairstyle.

Very wifely.

"Is that so?"

Yukihime straightened up, her hair falling naturally.

"Ah."

Haruhiko gave a thumbs up and said, "Very beautiful."

"Dishonest."

Yuki glanced down and said, "I'll deal with you after I finish eating."

Haruhiko could only give an awkward smile.

In this situation, he is like Liu Xiahui, which is abnormal.

After Yuki left, he got up and leaned back on the sofa.

Izumi, who had been driven away earlier, came back.

"Izumi, go get me a glass of water, I'm a little thirsty."

To avoid her discovering the problem, Haruhiko gave the instructions.

"Yes!"

Izumi, excited that he could be of use, ran to the kitchen.

Because Haruhiko usually likes to drink lemon water.

The lemons are all in the kitchen and need to be freshly squeezed.

"Izumi?"

Yuki noticed her figure.

"Lady Yukihime, where is the lemon?"

Izumi glanced around and asked.

"over there."

Yuki immediately understood and found the juicer again.

"I can do it myself."

Izumi flew to her, holding a lemon.

Seeing this, Yuki stopped helping her and started cooking instead.

Haruhiko waited a moment, and then Izumi flew over.

But there was no lemonade.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he saw Izumi open his mouth.

A burst of psionic energy appeared, and a glass of lemonade materialized.

This is her skill: organization.

Previously, it could only store spiritual tools, but after the upgrade, it can store anything.

But Haruhiko never expected that she would use it to store lemonade.

He forced a smile and took it anyway.

"Izumi, where did you put the things you've been storing?"

Haruhiko took a sip and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's in space."

Izumi patted his stomach and replied.

Haruhiko thought to himself how lucky he was to be inside the spatial dimension.

Otherwise, he didn't know if he could continue drinking.

Izumi turned on the TV.

Haruhiko watched TV while waiting for dinner.

Half an hour later, Yuki came out of the kitchen carrying the food.

Seeing this, Haruhiko washed his hands and then sat down at the dining table.

He glanced.

It's another classic tempura.

Of course, that doesn't mean it doesn't taste good.

On the contrary, he quite liked the dish.

After all, it's essentially fried food.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

After Haruhiko finished his dinner, it was Yukihime's turn.

She now cultivates during the day and doesn't rest at night either.

It's just done in a different way.

a new day.

Yukihime left early again.

Haruhiko stared at the ceiling, regaining consciousness.

Yesterday was another long night.

A moment later, he got up and dressed.

Breakfast consisted of bread and fresh milk left behind by Yukihime.

Haruhiko finished his meal quickly and headed to the University of Tokyo.

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Chapter 225. Tachibana Yui's Kiss

Since receiving the legacy of Hayate, Haruhiko no longer needs to attend classes at the University of Tokyo.

However, knowledge is power, and it's never wrong to learn more.

After the morning classes ended, Haruhiko arrived at the Carefree Garden.

He took out his key, opened the door, and saw Chiyo sitting on the sofa playing video games.

Haruhiko was not surprised.

Since her recovery, she has stopped being so sleepy.

However, Kaoru Aizawa managed all the work at the University of Tokyo.

Out of boredom, Chiyo reverted to being a homebody once again.

However, this time he has a new hobby.

Playing video games.

Haruhiko glanced at the TV screen.

Similar to the previous version of "The King of Fighters".

It is a battle game.

"Give me a moment."

Chiyo didn't even look up as she spoke.

Haruhiko responded and sat down opposite her.

Because she was at home, Chiyo was wearing loose pajamas.

Her cross-legged posture revealed her fair and clean feet.

She's just too petite; cuteness outweighs sexiness.

Haruhiko felt he could completely control it with one hand.

A few minutes later, Chiyome's game ended.

She put down the handle and glanced at her little feet.

With her senses, she naturally noticed Haruhiko's gaze.

Even if she is focused on playing games.

"What do you want from me?"