Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

A moment later, steam began to rise.

"It's quite convenient."

Haruhiko opened the bento box, and a rich aroma filled the air.

Yuki pursed her lips.

She knew that Haruhiko's fishing song and night fire came from Tsuchimikado Mari.

This woman is truly afraid of her important matters.

Because Haruhiko would sometimes use the Fisherman's Song Night Fire to deal with her at night.

Yukihime both loved and hated him.

"Want to eat?"

Haruhiko picked up a piece of fried shrimp and asked with a smile.

Yukihime didn't answer. Instead, she moved closer to him, bit him, and then put him in his mouth.

Haruhiko was slightly taken aback; he had indeed not eaten imported food for a long time.

A moment later, Yuki sat back down and licked her lips.

Her alluring appearance was just like that of a fox spirit.

At this point, Haruhiko suddenly glanced at the real fox spirit, Jinguji Fuyumi, not far away.

She must have seen what just happened.

But it doesn't matter, she's seen even more exciting scenes.

After dinner, it was still early before bedtime.

Haruhiko originally intended to train, but Yukihime stopped him.

"Let's take a bath together."

Yuki-hime stood up and said.

"it's here?"

Haruhiko was taken aback and couldn't help but ask.

The next second, a bathtub appeared in the corner. It was quite large, enough for two people to take a bath together.

As expected of Yukihime.

Haruhiko thought to himself, "I'll always be fully prepared, no matter what."

"Could you please heat it up again?"

Yukihime extended her slender fingers and untied her blue coat, revealing her white knitted sweater after she landed.

A shapely and exquisite body appeared before Haruhiko.

He swallowed subconsciously.

Yukihime shook her head, her silver hair falling straight down.

She sat on the edge of the bathtub, smiled softly, and then lifted her leg to submerge it in the water.

The water is cold water.

But she is Yukihime, and she is not afraid of the cold.

Haruhiko was filled with awe.

He forced himself to endure the discomfort, stepped forward, and dipped his hand into the water.

Fishermen's songs echo through the night, fires blaze.

His hands were slightly red, and the warmth began to spread.

Yukihime couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

The warmth made her feel relaxed all over.

She looked at Haruhiko, her arms resting on the bathtub.

Haruhiko's eyes widened at his unguarded appearance.

He increased the input of spiritual energy, and when the temperature was suitable, he took off his clothes and quickly entered the bathtub.

Yuki made him turn his back, then leaned in and, as usual, used a bath sponge to wash him.

Haruhiko couldn't help but let out a breath.

That warm, jade-like touch, even if he experienced it countless times, would still make him feel restless and itchy.

A faint fragrance filled the air.

Jinguji Fuyumi opened her eyes at some point.

She looked at the two of them, lost in thought.

After the back scrubbing was finished, Haruhiko turned around and helped with the bath sponge as well.

Hot water poured over Yukihime's voluptuous body, making her even more radiant and beautiful, especially with the faint blush on her face.

Haruhiko cleaned her up gradually, from the outside in.

Jinguji Fuyumi's fox ears bent down, blocking the sound of water.

A slight ripple appeared in her eyes.

I don't know how much time passed, but finally there was no sound.

Haruhiko and Yukiji sleep in each other's arms.

Jinguji Fuyumi slowly stepped forward.

Yukihime was sleeping soundly.

She had just been attacked by the Fishermen's Song Night Fire and was powerless to resist.

Haruhiko now prefers to ambush people.

Because if you don't do that, you won't be able to see Yukihime's other side.

After all, it was a fifth-tier great demon.

Without some tricks up his sleeve, he'll only end up making a complete mess of things.

Haruhiko, still half-asleep, suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

He opened his eyes and saw Jinguji Fuyumi.

She had already transformed into human form, with her pink shrine maiden outfit lying scattered around her.

Haruhiko subconsciously looked at Yukihime.

She was still sleeping.

Moreover, he sensed an invisible barrier on the surface of her body.

It was placed under the protection of Jinguji Fuyu.

Just then, she raised her head and licked the corner of her mouth.

Before Qingyan could say anything, she stood up and hugged him.

Skin contact.

He felt the magnanimity of Jinguji Fuyumi.

Soon, he was unable to think anymore.

With a deep groan, Jinguji Fuyumi finally took the last step.

Haruhiko initially thought he was a seasoned hunter, but he soon realized he was terribly wrong.

Jinguji Fuyumi, the most powerful fifth-tier youkai, possesses astonishing combat strength.

He became the prey, being relentlessly pursued.

Suddenly, Haruhiko had a flash of inspiration and understood the reason.

With Jinguji Fuyumi's abilities, observing Yukihime would be too easy for her; no technique could stump her.

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity.

As time went by, a blush appeared on Jinguji Fuyumi's face.

She understood Yukihime and grasped the impact that came from both her body and soul.

It was indeed completely different from her previous life.

It was like throwing a huge rock into the water, creating countless ripples.

Haruhiko suddenly touched the fluffy tail.

He rested his head on Jinguji Fuyumi's shoulder and looked down; sure enough, it was her fox tail.

It originally had four tails, but now it has one more.

Haruhiko raised an eyebrow and subconsciously grabbed a tail.