Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Unable to resist in the end, she walked behind Haruhiko and covered his eyes tightly.

Chapter 34 Beautiful and delicious

Haruhiko took the spider silk in his hand.

It is very smooth, just like fine silk.

And it's quite warm.

It was still slightly damp and a little sticky.

"Handsome young man, are you satisfied?"

Ayami struggled to sit up, a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, but her eyes were bright and excited.

"Thank you."

Haruhiko stored the spider silk in his storage ring.

He hadn't expected to obtain the third-tier materials so easily.

"If you have time, you can sneak over here; you'll definitely receive the most comfortable hospitality."

The blush on Ayami's face resembled the sunset, making her extremely alluring.

You are despicable!

You're lusting after my body!

Haruhiko twitched the corner of his mouth.

If they don't lay eggs, then maybe there's still a chance.

Yukihime's face darkened, and she pulled Haruhiko away.

Ayami's enthusiastic voice continued to drift over from behind.

You're welcome to come visit anytime!

Leaving the cave, the dull environment was replaced by the cool evening breeze of a summer night.

The sunlight had completely disappeared, and the stars, twinkling faintly, hung in the sky.

"You are young."

As Yuki walked, she said, "If we wait two more years for something like this, I..."

She suddenly fell silent.

Haruhiko was slightly startled.

They quickly realized what Yukihime was saying.

He coughed lightly, about to answer, when her voice rang out again.

"I know you're a good child, but many monsters have ill intentions, so you must be careful."

Haruhiko felt somewhat ashamed upon hearing this.

In fact, Ayami is far inferior to Yukihime.

He almost lost control before.

Fortunately, he has a flexible moral bottom line.

Yukihime was very good to him, so no matter what, we had to find a way to help her regain her mental health.

Otherwise, I always feel there will be big trouble in the future.

Ayami purely saw him as a tool for reproduction.

Haruhiko naturally couldn't let such a monster succeed.

"Let's rest for a while."

Yukihime stopped in her tracks.

In front of her was a pile of natural stones, stacked together, barely forming a foothold.

She reached out her hand and gently brushed it away; a cold wind blew by, and all the dust disappeared.

Haruhiko sat on the rock and suddenly raised an eyebrow.

A brightly lit city came into view.

It's Tokyo.

Yukihime sat down next to him.

His long, smooth silver hair cascaded down his shoulders.

Haruhiko looked down and vaguely sensed a shimmering light.

"This used to be my favorite place to be."

Yukihime reached out and grasped Haruhiko's hands, placing them on his beautiful legs in black stockings.

A silky smooth sensation emanated from the back of my hand.

Haruhiko felt that it felt even better than spider silk.

You can also feel the softness of skin through the black stockings.

"Dong Yu is worried about me and never lets me leave Qingwei Mountain."

Yukihime's crystal-clear lips moved slightly. "You can see Tokyo from here. I've heard it's the most bustling city in Japan. I'm a little curious."

"How are you feeling now that you're in Tokyo?"

Haruhiko was silent for a moment, then asked.

He could understand what Jinguji Fuyugo had done.

After all, Yukihime had suffered a great calamity and developed mental problems.

If we let her go out, she will inevitably be subjected to new stimuli.

Of course, he could also sense Yukihime's loneliness.

Being locked up in one place for so long must be really tough.

In his past life, Haruhiko had to stay at home for two months due to an accident, and he almost went crazy.

"pretty good."

Yukihime's lips curved into a smile, "I had a very happy time in Tokyo these past few days, and I felt more fulfilled than ever before."

As she spoke, her beautiful blue eyes remained fixed on Haruhiko.

"Just be happy."

Haruhiko met her gaze and realized that she didn't like Tokyo, but rather someone in this city.

Yuki nodded, rested her head on his shoulder, and looked up at the sky.

"My memories of the past are a bit hazy."

She changed the subject and said, "But after meeting you, some inexplicable fragments keep flashing through my mind."

Haruhiko glanced at her nervously.

Seeing her calm demeanor, it seemed she wasn't affected by the incident.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "What segment?"

Since Yukihime brought it up herself, it might be helpful for her condition.

"You are my child."

"..."

Haruhiko fell silent.

I take back what I just said.

The illness seems to have worsened considerably.

"You mean you remember me?"

Haruhiko carefully chose his tone before asking.

"No."

Yukihime shook her head and said, "It's from when you were a child."

What does it look like?

Haruhiko felt increasingly surprised.

Yukihime did not answer. She raised her finger, and a cold aura emanated from it.

A moment later, a snowman shaped like a child was piled up in front of me.

She does indeed bear a striking resemblance to him.

Haruhiko suddenly remembered a record.