Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Haruhiko was thoughtful.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro caused trouble, but she didn't completely offend Hoshino Aoi, so she stopped when she knew when to stop.

They simply raised the price to a point that was painful but not infuriating.

It's all about being disgusting.

What is the purpose of twin plants growing side by side?

What could make Hoshino Aoi so persistent?

Haruhiko suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Hoshino Rin and Hoshino Hotaru can be considered twins.

The auction has ended.

The crowd left in an extremely orderly manner.

In reality, most of those who go to the auction house are subordinates of various powerful forces.

There are few people like Hoshino Aoi.

This also illustrates the importance of twin plants growing side by side.

No matter the cost, we must win.

At the entrance of the building.

The driver has already brought the car over.

But then a strange woman appeared.

Wearing a traditional kimono, she resembled a blooming cherry blossom tree, looking extremely dazzling.

But anyone who sees her will be amazed by her height first.

He's over 1.9 meters tall, and looks like an eight-foot-tall adult.

She wore a golden veil, concealing her face, and her long red hair fell like flames.

The exposed skin was as white as snow.

She also has a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, which adds to her charm.

But her eyes were full of majesty, as if she were a queen on a high throne.

"Tsuchimikado Mashiro".

Hoshino Aoi asked expressionlessly, "What is it?"

Haruhiko was silent.

He had assumed that someone with the name Mashiro must be a little girl.

I never expected her to be such a mature and sophisticated woman.

It is big and tall.

That's really hurtful.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro put on a pitiful look and said in a wronged tone, "I came here specifically to visit you, my sister."

The tea flavor is very strong.

Haruhiko twitched the corner of his mouth.

If it weren't for her previous meddling, he might have actually believed her.

"Don't waste my time."

Hoshino Aoi said in a detached tone.

"Oh, are you angry?"

Tsuchimikado Mashiro's eyes lit up, and she immediately perked up. "How about I give you the extra spirit tools?"

"You want to change bodies?"

Hoshino Aoi walked to the car door and said, "If you want to visit me, please visit Izumo Shrine in person. I will treat you to a meal."

Tsuchimikado Mashiro pursed her lips, then looked at Haruhiko with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Hoshino has never had a man present.

Hoshino Rin noticed her gaze, tugged at Haruhiko's sleeve, and got into the car.

The extended luxury car drove away, while Tsuchimikado Mashiro stood there with her arms crossed, lost in thought.

A moment later, a beautiful woman in her thirties, dressed in a women's uniform and a pencil skirt, walked up to her.

"Owner."

She bowed her head and bent her back, just like a well-behaved cat.

"True pear."

Tsuchimikado Mashiro reached out and stroked her head, saying, "Go find out who that boy is. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

The air conditioning was on inside the car.

As the cold wind blew, Haruhiko felt the heat recede.

He remembered what Hoshino Aoi had just said.

If Tsuchimikado Mashiro isn't the real person, then what is she? A doll? A substitute?

But you can't tell at all.

He couldn't help but marvel once again at how well large families knew how to have fun.

Speechless all the way.

The car stopped at the South Garden of the University of Tokyo Junior High School.

"See you tomorrow, Haruhiko-kun."

Hoshino Rin waved to him through the car window.

"Ah."

Haruhiko nodded, and after she disappeared from sight, he turned and went home.

He opened the door and took off his shoes.

Yuki appeared before him, looked him up and down, and after confirming that he was indeed unharmed, said, "Go take a bath."

Haruhiko walked into the bathroom, where the bathtub was already filled with water.

He touched it; the temperature was just right.

Haruhiko felt a pang of emotion.

Yukihime is truly a virtuous wife and loving mother type of yokai.

He took off his clothes and got into the bathtub.

Mist rose.

Haruhiko let out a comfortable sigh of relief.

Just then, the door was opened.

Yukihime, wrapped in a bath towel, walked in.

The bath towel was white, and so were her hands and legs.

It made her look like an unwrapped ice cream.

Chapter 20 Melting Ice Cream

"you you……"

Haruhiko tensed up, startled.

"You've had a long day, let me help you take a bath."

Yuki squatted down in front of him and, without waiting for his reply, began applying shower gel to his body.

A delicate fragrance permeates the air.

Warm breath poured out.

Her fair, delicate hands caressed her skin.

What kind of human suffering is this?

Haruhiko closed his eyes, as if resigned to his fate, being manipulated by Yukihime in every way.

Water splashed everywhere.

Yukihime's bath towel was wet, and water droplets seeped from her fair skin.

The ice cream is melting.

Haruhiko realized for the first time what waste meant.