Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

He was slightly startled.

Tachibana Yui lay on her side on the sofa, her face calm and her breathing even, as if she were sleeping.

Have you always been guarding yourself?

Haruhiko's heart stirred, and he stepped forward and squatted down.

Upon closer inspection, her face appears remarkably small.

That's probably what they call a small, palm-sized face.

Because of her side-lying position, Haruhiko could see her collarbone and two white tank top straps.

"I don't eat lollipops, I'm not a child!"

Tachibana Yui suddenly started talking in her sleep, "Ugh, you're so annoying, stop touching my head!"

Haruhiko was stunned.

Are you talking about me?

Just how obsessed are you with being touched on the head?

The next second, Tachibana Yui licked her lips and said, "Delicious! I love super big lollipops the most!"

Haruhiko looked strange when he heard this.

So this is what Auntie Mashiro is really like.

"you you you!"

Tachibana Yui groggily opened her eyes and was immediately startled.

She jumped up, her face flushed.

"Good evening, Aunt Mashiro."

Haruhiko greeted him with a smile.

"What did you hear?"

Tachibana Yui felt a sudden pang of panic and asked nervously.

She never expected to fall asleep on the sofa.

It must be because the concert during the day was too tiring.

But she sometimes talks in her sleep.

"No."

Haruhiko shook his head and said.

Tachibana Yui looked at him suspiciously, but ultimately chose to believe him.

late at night.

Haruhiko lay on the bed, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling.

He can't sleep.

I feel very unaccustomed to not having Yukihime.

He sighed.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Haruhiko opened the door, puzzled.

Outside the door stood Tachibana Yui, dressed in her pajamas.

"Aunt Mashiro, is there something you need?"

"Let me in first."

Tachibana Yui looked up and said.

Holy crap, what kind of Japanese plot is this?

Haruhiko stepped aside in shock.

Tachibana Yui got into bed, leaned against the wall, and said, "Come sit down."

Haruhiko paused slightly, realizing something.

Are we going to chat?

He sat next to Tachibana Yui.

A faint, pleasant fragrance filled the air.

Did you grow up at the Inari Shrine?

Tachibana Yui shifted her body, resting against his arm.

A warm, soft touch came over me.

Haruhiko glanced at it.

She must have just taken a shower; her skin had a faint pinkish hue.

"Ah."

Haruhiko nodded and said, "It started when I was eight years old."

Tachibana remained silent.

How painful it must be for an eight-year-old child to be separated from their parents.

She looked up at Qingyan, then suddenly reached out to pat his head.

However, due to her height, her arms are not long enough.

Tachibana Yui simply stood up, hugged his head, and rubbed it hard.

Haruhiko suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes as his face was pressed against the tablet.

"Then?"

Tachibana Yui asked again.

"that……"

As soon as Haruhiko spoke, Tachibana Yui realized something was wrong.

A warm breath landed on her abdomen.

She immediately let go, her face flushed, and sat down again.

Luckily it was dark, so I couldn't see it.

Haruhiko paused for a moment, then began to tell a story.

However, his life was not complicated; in fact, it was exceptionally dull.

But Tachibana Yui felt more heartbroken hearing this.

After all, a child has been living independently for so many years.

Haruhiko yawned, and before he knew it, he had been talking for almost two hours.

"truth……"

He looked down and saw Tachibana Yui with teary eyes.

Haruhiko was a little stunned.

He now finds that this Aunt Mashiro seems to have an unexpectedly rich emotional life.

She has a constitution that makes her prone to tears.

Chapter 70 This time you can surpass me

early morning.

Haruhiko woke up.

He lowered his head slightly and saw Tachibana Yui's delicate little face.

She was clinging to Haruhiko like a koala.

Tears still lingered at the corners of her eyes.

Haruhiko was slightly taken aback, but quickly remembered what happened last night.

After he finished recounting his past experiences, Tachibana Yui felt extremely sorry for him and immediately became very maternal.

She held him in her arms, comforting him while shedding tears, until they both fell into a deep sleep.

Haruhiko looked at her hands that were tightly gripping his and felt the warmth from their physical contact, and fell into thought.

What should we do now?

Should we wake her up?

Although Tachibana Yui is relatively flat-chested, she is small and soft with delicate skin, making her quite comfortable to hold.