Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Yuki glanced at her and said calmly.

Izumi immediately grabbed Haruhiko's ear.

Her legs went weak.

The invisible aura emanating from the two powerful demons made her tremble.

But he perfectly avoided Haruhiko.

He just felt the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Why are we starting to compare ourselves to each other?

Ignoring Yukihime, Tsuchimikado Mari instructed the driver to change the route.

The car stopped shortly afterward.

Why is there thick red smoke?

Haruhiko followed behind Tsuchimikado Mari and asked, "Isn't this too conspicuous?"

"This is thick smoke generated by spatial friction psionic energy."

Mari Tsuchimikado explained, "Because it is similar to the descent of demons, it can sometimes serve as a disguise."

Haruhiko thought the thick red smoke was exclusive to the demons.

Unexpectedly, the scene was created by spatial magic.

Space and time are the most special spells, possessing unpredictable and mysterious effects.

For example, spatial teleportation or time stopping.

But for Haruhiko now, it's just a dream.

Because it's only after reaching the third stage that you might be able to make contact with it.

“The space around Takamagahara is extremely unstable, and even psychics who use spatial magic cannot determine the exact teleportation location.”

After confirming that no one was around, Tsuchimikado Mari said, "Looks like we don't need to fight."

Haruhiko stepped forward and immediately looked surprised.

The survivor had turned into a pool of black matter.

"Spiritualization phenomenon".

Mari Tsuchimikado said without any surprise, "Takamagahara is rich in spiritual energy. People who have lived there for a long time will be corrupted by the spiritual energy in their bodies if they suddenly appear on the ground."

Haruhiko raised an eyebrow.

In other words, it was material delivered at the cost of lives.

He squatted down, and a foul odor hit him.

Haruhiko held his breath and used the Spirit Armor Talisman.

Covered in white armor.

He frowned, rummaged through the black substance for a while, and pulled out a bamboo leaf.

The bamboo leaves are green, with water flowing slowly through their veins, and they shimmer with a faint light.

【Name: Bamboo Leaf of the Woman with the Heavenly Blessing】

[Rank: Third Rank]

Haruhiko couldn't help but feel his body tremble.

Ame-no-Tsurugi-no-Mikoto is a goddess who resides in Takamagahara.

According to records, she once held bamboo leaves and danced for the gods.

This is considered the origin of Japanese dance, including Kagura used in ritual ceremonies.

Mari Tsuchimikado glanced at it, somewhat surprised, and said, "Judging from the quality, it seems to be of good quality, but we don't know what its effects will be."

Haruhiko looked at Yukihime.

She took the bamboo leaf and examined it carefully for a moment, then said, "Go ask Dong Yu."

Jinguji Touyu is a fifth-tier powerhouse who has lived for a thousand years, so he naturally knows a lot.

Haruhiko nodded and accepted the bamboo leaves.

Although it was a third-tier material, Tsuchimikado Mari and Yukihime didn't care.

Because they don't lack it.

Besides, this thing was basically free.

It wasn't taken that seriously.

Shortly after they left, four figures dressed in black robes appeared.

"Damn it! Someone beat us to it!"

The car was parked at Qingwei Mountain.

"Contact me when you go back to school."

Tsuchimikado Mari made a gesture as if she were making a phone call.

"I will."

Haruhiko watched the luxury car drive away.

He quickly looked away, took Yuki's hand, and the two of them walked up the mountain side by side.

This is my first time visiting Izumi.

I was excited the whole way, looking around.

Upon arriving at the Inari Shrine, it left Haruhiko's shoulder and flew around, examining the fox statue in front of it.

Envy flickered in her eyes as she said, "How wonderful it would be if one day I could be worshipped as well."

Haruhiko glanced at her.

You have only a sword sheath, yet your dream is quite grand.

However, it can only be described in four words: wishful thinking.

There are supposedly eight million gods in Japan.

But only a minority of people own shrines.

Even among divine messengers, they are few and far between.

Unless Izumi reaches the fifth rank.

A pink figure appeared in the main hall of the shrine.

It was Jinguji Fuyugo.

She was still dressed as a priestess.

Izumi glanced over instinctively and froze.

A few seconds later, she lost consciousness and began to fall.

Haruhiko caught her with lightning speed.

As for?

He couldn't help but shook his head.

"Aunt Dongyu."

Haruhiko stepped forward to say hello.

Jinguji Fuyumi's gaze fell on his face, then moved down, and after looking him over, she nodded slightly.

Second stage.

It happened faster than she had imagined.

Jinguji Fuyumi said in a cool tone, "Begin your training in ten minutes."

Haruhiko carried Izumi to his room.

Yukihime remained where she was, looking calmly at Jinguji Fuyumi.

It's completely different from the fear I had before.

Have you recovered?

Jinguji Fuyu asked, somewhat surprised.

"Not fully recovered."

Yukihime shook her head and said, "We'll have to wait a while longer."

"Although Haruhiko is human, he has inherited the legacy of the Celestial Fox."

Jinguji Fuyumi said calmly, "You can't do anything reckless."

What is your definition of "reckless behavior"?