Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

He woke up after an unknown amount of time.

What came into view was Mina Utsunomiya's exquisite face.

Haruhiko looked at her, who resembled a steampunk princess, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

They attacked me while I was sleeping?

He turned his head and saw Minami Utsunomiya looking on with envy.

Because she was holding Haruhiko, she couldn't move around easily.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be staying here so obediently.

Haruhiko took out his phone.

He left at five o'clock, and it's six-thirty now.

Under normal circumstances, it takes only ten minutes to walk from Tachibana Yui Villa to the South Garden of the University of Tokyo.

In other words, he was ambushed for more than an hour.

Haruhiko suddenly thought of Yukihime and trembled in fright.

This time period is extremely dangerous.

What if she passes by here on her way home? Wouldn't she see her?

Haruhiko dared not delay any longer. He pushed aside the completely drunk Mina Utsunomiya, put on his clothes, and got out of the car.

Even though Minami Utsunomiya's eyes were filled with reluctance, he did not linger.

When he arrived at his doorstep, Haruhiko took a deep breath.

I was trying to calm myself down, but then I smelled a familiar fragrance.

He was terrified.

Fortunately, Yukihime did not go home.

Haruhiko took off his shoes and went to the bathroom.

So much so that both Izumi and Qingning were baffled.

Only Jinguji Fuyumi, with her keen sense of smell, realized what was happening.

After quickly taking a shower, Haruhiko changed his clothes and returned to the living room.

"Owner."

Izumi flew over and exclaimed excitedly, "It smells so good!"

"..."

Haruhiko took another sniff.

It smells like shampoo.

He almost thought it wasn't clean enough.

This is all Mina Utsunomiya's fault.

It's like a broken faucet.

Just then, a sound came from the doorway.

Haruhiko immediately stood up and went forward.

As soon as I entered the foyer, the door was already open.

It was indeed Yukihime.

She took off her white coat, revealing a knitted sweater and black tights underneath.

This classic outfit was something Yukihime always showed only to Haruhiko.

When going out, they always wear trench coats.

Yukihime's cold gaze softened instantly upon seeing Haruhiko.

She casually hung her coat on the wall and then untied her hair.

Her long silver hair cascaded down her chest, and every movement she made exuded mature charm.

"When did you come back?"

Yukihime reached out and gently stroked his face.

"Just came back not long ago."

Haruhiko held her curvaceous body in his arms.

The sudden approach made Yukihime smile gently.

Her red lips curled slightly, her face flushed, and then she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Haruhiko naturally understood such an obvious hint.

He lowered his head and responded to Yuki's request for a kiss.

After a long while, the confrontation ended.

"Welcome home."

Haruhiko looked at her pale red lips and said.

"You took a shower?"

Yuki tilted her head and suddenly asked.

"I worked up a sweat exploring the ruins earlier, and I felt uncomfortable."

Haruhiko paused for a moment, then spoke with feigned composure.

"is it?"

A smile appeared on Yuki's lips.

"of course."

Haruhiko changed the subject, asking, "How's your cultivation going?"

"not bad."

Yuki flicked his forehead with her finger and said softly, "Don't lie to me."

Haruhiko coughed lightly, then looked a little embarrassed.

"However, I don't blame you."

Yuki leaped lightly into his arms and said, "Help me take a bath."

Haruhiko instinctively used both hands to support her buttocks to prevent her from falling.

He nodded upon hearing her words.

After embracing face to face, Haruhiko went to the bathroom.

He put Yuki down and then turned on the hot water.

Mist rose.

He turned around and saw that Yukihime was still standing in the same place, fully dressed.

Although it was different from before, he knew what it meant.

He stepped forward, grabbed the hem of the white cardigan, and pulled it down.

A moment later, a beautiful and sexy body came into view.

Haruhiko looked him up and down; he had no flaws whatsoever and was so perfect that he didn't seem human.

But then I thought about it again, and Yukihime really wasn't human.

She belongs to both the Yuki-onna (snow woman) and the Coconut Sheep (coconut sheep) clans.

"that……"

Haruhiko gestured a couple of times.

Yukihime's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

She couldn't help but smile as she looked at Haruhiko's hesitant expression.

"Is this what you want?"

Yukihime snapped her fingers.

Her body underwent some changes.

Especially the forehead.

It has horns.

She transformed into the demon form of the Coconut Sheep Clan.

Haruhiko nodded immediately.

He hadn't seen her like this in a long time.