Today the girl will also wet the pillow

Yurikawa Hana looked as if she had seen through him a long time ago, and it turned out that he was coveting the money from her and Yotsuya Miko.

For some reason, Yotsuya Miko hurriedly took out her small wallet.

"I only brought 10,000 yen with me today. Is that enough?"

Reimu Hakurei tilted her head and thought for a while. Ten thousand yen should be enough, right?

"no problem!"

"Thank you so much, Miss Reimu. Please help me!"

"Wait, wait, Miko, this is 10,000 yen!"

In the end, Yotsuya Miko put 10,000 yen into Reimu Hakurei's winnings box.

Reimu Hakurei looked at her own money box with satisfaction. After hundreds of years, she finally saw incense money in the box.

"Ahem, Miss Jianzi, I have a talisman here that can exorcise demons. As long as you carry it with you, no matter what kind of ghost or monster it is, it will avoid you!"

Yotsuya Miko took the two strange talismans and felt a warmth on her fingertips, unlike the coldness brought by the evil spirit.

"Well... Actually, I saw a terrifying evil spirit. It seems like it's set its sights on me..."

Although Yotsuya Miko didn't say it explicitly, any normal person would know that she was doubting whether this talisman could expel the evil spirit she mentioned.

Reimu Hakurei sneered. She was the shrine maiden in charge of managing the Hakurei Great Barrier. How could any monster or ghost in the world be more powerful than her?

She can even catch and beat up some of the beings in Gensokyo!

"Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I'll just eat this money box!"

With her assurance, Yotsuya Miko could only believe her words and leave with Yurikawa Hana.

As soon as they left, Hakurei Reimu immediately touched her coin box.

"Hey hey hey..."

Behind Reimu Hakurei, there is a statue in the main hall of the shrine, watching everything quietly.

If Yotsuya Mieko saw Him, she would run away immediately.

Because the statue looks very much like Fujiwara Makoto.

041

Watching them go back, Yukinoshita Yukino slowly exhaled a breath.

She hadn't been spotted along the way, which was worth celebrating.

However, she did not gather any conclusive evidence.

Just going out with three girls would not affect Yukinoshita Haruno.

Come again tomorrow, Yukinoshita Yukino left here silently.

On the other side of the street, a car was parked quietly on the side of the road. Yukinoshita Haruno watched her silly sister go home.

Yukinoshita Haruno sighed in her heart. Her decision to leave home for a few days did make Yukinoshita Yukino suspicious. She even felt that Yukinoshita Yukino must have heard something at that time.

But even so, Yukinoshita Haruno feels anxious, thinking that one day, this silly sister might fall into Fujiwara Makoto's trap.

She didn't believe that Fujiwara Makoto didn't notice that Yukinoshita Yukino had been following her all day. There was only one possibility - Fujiwara Makoto was deliberately fishing.

If Yukinoshita Yukino takes the bait, she will only fall deeper and deeper, just like her, who was caught off guard and turned into a subspecies of succubus.

If no one else could see Yukinoshita Haruno's tail and horns, she would not dare to see anyone now.

Yukinoshita Haruno gritted her teeth in hatred, her fingers continued to move without stopping, she could not get rid of this feeling that came from the depths of her soul.

The more she suppressed herself, the more she longed for Fujiwara Makoto.

Well, craving the vitality of the other person.

Yukinoshita Haruno can now slowly sense the vitality in every person. If ordinary people are the light of fireflies, then Fujiwara Makoto is the brilliant light like a star.

According to the theory of relativity, the surroundings of Fujiwara Makoto would be distorted by his enormous mass, thus forming something called gravity, causing everything nearby to involuntarily slide in front of him and tightly revolve around him...

Yukinoshita Haruno suddenly knocked her head. What was she thinking about?

It was just because she was so hungry and thirsty that she couldn't help but run here!

Otherwise, if she stayed alone in the room, she would be unable to suppress her inner restlessness. After all, at night, there were people sleeping everywhere.

Yukinoshita Haruno was afraid that she would sink into it and be unable to extricate herself.

But what should she do?

She subconsciously drove to Fujiwara Makoto's house, but she didn't have the courage to take another step forward. She was hesitating, worried that the darkness in front of her would swallow her up. The whole process was as simple as eating a takeaway delivered to her door.

Just then, her cell phone suddenly lit up.

"Is Miss Haruno here with me?"

"Why do you ask?"

"It smells like a nightmare."

When Yukinoshita Haruno saw the reply, she suddenly relaxed. She should have known that Fujiwara Makoto couldn't have been unaware that she was nearby.

"Can I come up and sit down?"

"welcome."

Is this walking into a trap?

Yukinoshita Haruno didn't know, but her instinct urged her to move forward, into the house deep in the darkness, into the small ball of light.

She took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, then opened the car door and walked forward.

Ding--

When the doorbell rang, the person who appeared in front of her was a beautiful maid.

"Please come in, Miss Yukinoshita." The maid smiled slightly. "The master is cooking. Please wait a moment."

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at her and tried her best to recall her past memories. It seemed that Fujiwara Makoto did have a maid, but it should not be the maid in front of her.

"What's your name, please?"

"Liulikawa Tsubaki, just call me Liulichuan."

Yukinoshita Haruno followed Rurikawa Tsubaki and saw Fujiwara Makoto busy in the kitchen. How much does this guy like to cook by himself?

"It seems that I have caught a good opportunity. I, your sister, can enjoy delicious food tonight." She joked with a smile while spying on Fujiwara Makoto's reaction.

Sometimes, delicious food may not necessarily be the food itself, but may also be something else.

Yukinoshita Haruno thought Fujiwara Makoto would show some expression, but unexpectedly he just nodded: "Tonight is curry rice, if you want to eat delicious food, you can only wait until tomorrow night."

"Why?" Yukinoshita Haruno almost blurted out. She was now extremely sensitive to the word "tomorrow".

"The master said that he would invite Feng and Ling from next door to have a BBQ in the yard tomorrow night." Liurikawa Tsubaki explained.

While eating a BBQ, the corners of Yukinoshita Haruno's mouth twitched slightly.

After a while, the curry rice was ready.

After dinner, Yukinoshita Haruno took the opportunity when Rurikawa Tsubaki took the initiative to wash the dishes and approached Fujiwara Makoto.

"Do you feel any changes in me?" Yukinoshita Haruno was a little nervous. Since she went to the shrine, the situation suddenly became worse.

Now facing Fujiwara Makoto, Yukinoshita Haruno was trying her best to suppress the urge to collapse into his arms, and she would glance at Fujiwara Makoto from time to time.

"More like a nightmare?" Fujiwara Makoto answered uncertainly.

Yukinoshita Haruno secretly grabbed her tail and shook it a few times.

"Look, I can even grab this thing now. Does that mean I'm about to become a complete nightmare?"

Fujiwara Makoto looked at her soft body, with warm breath coming from it from time to time. Her figure was exquisite, her high breasts had an irresistible temptation, and her small waist was fragile. She sat on the sofa, her long legs instinctively pressed together, without wearing any stockings, her fair and tender skin was exposed, and her whole body was filled with a vitality that increased appetite.

"If you enter this dream again, it will be a nightmare from now on." Fujiwara Makoto could see the changes in her and knew that she was trying hard to suppress her desires. This delicate body was even deliberately emitting pheromones that she herself could not detect to seduce Fujiwara Makoto.

Yukinoshita Haruno's face changed, and she felt somewhat relieved that she had the composure an adult should have, and she managed to hold it back.

"Actually, I went to a shrine yesterday." She decided to bring this up, observing Fujiwara Makoto's reaction. "The gods there seemed to have rejected me, and then I felt more... more like a nightmare, and other shrines also refused my visits."

Fujiwara Makoto was not surprised at all, as there were always people coveting his life essence.

For example, the maid Miss Rurikawa Tsubaki, she is just an ordinary person and does not know how to use the life essence left in her body, so it will only benefit some vixen for nothing.

In the eyes of these guys, Rurikawa Tsubaki and Yukinoshita Haruno are like mobile treasure chests that help them collect and store the essence of life.

The other party should be thinking of fishing. Even if he fails to catch anything, it doesn't matter if he eats some of the life essence in the treasure chest. It's free anyway.

"It's okay, I'm here." Fujiwara Makoto said, "I'll go with you tomorrow."

Even though his strength is far from fully restored, some freeloaders cannot defeat him now.

042

Let's stay here tonight. I didn't expect to hear such familiar words from his mouth.

Yukinoshita Haruno had a vague feeling that she might be in great danger, and she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. She should have held on a little longer, and it would be over as long as she could endure until tomorrow.

However, she couldn't help but think of many images, causing her body to react slightly, as if it had really become an obscene nightmare.

"Is Fujiwara-kun familiar with these shrines?" Yukinoshita Haruno asked in a roundabout way, while secretly suppressing her desire. She placed her hands on her thighs, gently pressing the snow-white thigh skin, which exuded a soft luster, making it difficult to look away.

What surprised her was that Fujiwara Makoto never seemed to care about anything, whether it was the evil spirits or the legendary god of trouble, Fujiwara Makoto never showed the slightest worry.

It seems that nothing can have any effect on Fujiwara Makoto, which makes people wonder whether he would not show a trace of surprise or solemnity even if the sky falls.

"I have been to most of the shrines, and I even lived in a small shrine for a while." Fujiwara Makoto recalled a shrine that was of special significance to others. At that time, some monsters set up their own kingdom in a certain place, and he was invited to go there and serve as the gate god.

Now that I think about it, hundreds of years have passed, and I wonder what the shrine where he was originally enshrined has become.

Yukinoshita Haruno recalled the scene she saw in her mother's dream, the scene of Fujiwara Makoto holding a fox at Inari Shrine. The impression she had on her was too deep.

"So, you know Higurashi Kakuzu?" Yukinoshita Haruno asked. "Are you an Onmyoji? Like the protagonist in a novel, you raise your hand and a bunch of shikigami appear, and with a wave of your hand, the supreme gods descend to protect you."

"If I were so powerful, I should be the one in charge of Japan now." Fujiwara Makoto looked at her seriously. The first thing humans do after having a brain is always to use it to imagine some strange things, but she did not say anything wrong.

"Ahaha, just kidding..." Yukinoshita Haruno blinked and glanced at Rurikawa Tsubaki in the kitchen, "By the way, was this maid bought by Fujiwara-kun?"

When such a beautiful and young maid appears in the home of a young and strong man, normal people will have many thoughts, and Yukinoshita Haruno is no exception. There is a blush on her cheeks, and her body's instinct is too strong, which makes her more charming than before.

"What are you thinking about? It's just that a friend entrusted me to take care of her temporarily for a while. Maybe I'll leave here next month." Fujiwara Makoto didn't have much emotional fluctuation. Whether in his eyes or in the eyes of a certain fox, maids like Rurikawa Tsubaki were just small toys.

But Fujiwara Makoto is a little different.

To him, everyone is food, the only difference is whether they can be eaten now or not.

"Hehe, if I were your sister, I would not let such a pretty little maid leave. The right thing to do is to take advantage of the opportunity, Fujiwara-kun." Yukinoshita Haruno joked as she did before.

Fujiwara Makoto suddenly smiled and said, "If you insist on staying, I will only keep Miss Haruno. I think Miss Haruno has a unique charm as a maid."

Maybe she could have just laughed it off before, but now Yukinoshita Haruno found that she didn't have much time to joke with him anymore. Maybe tonight she would really be treated like a little maid and toyed with.

"You wish. I'm a little tired, so I'll go to bed early tonight." Yukinoshita Haruno pretended to be very sleepy and stretched lazily. Her plump and soft breasts couldn't help but stand up high, and the hem of her clothes revealed a slender waist, light and compact, and then flashed by.

"I'll ask Tsubaki to take her to your guest room." Fujiwara Makoto said to Yukinoshita Haruno, "And good night."

"Good night."

-

Can we really say goodnight?

Yukinoshita Haruno was lying on the soft bed. She slept in the next bedroom to the master bedroom. Logically, she only needed to take two or three steps to knock on Fujiwara Makoto's door.

I came here in a daze, following my instinct. No matter how I thought about it, it seemed like a takeaway was delivered to my door, and I could enjoy it as I pleased.

At this point, there seems to be nothing to say. After all, I was fantasizing about Fujiwara Makoto yesterday and the day before yesterday, and my fingers kept moving, and I am still fiddling with myself today.

She has lost all her face as an adult and has completely lost the modesty that a girl should have. She is even now comforting herself that everything is the fault of Nightmare's instinct and has nothing to do with her.

But, it was me who couldn't help myself.

Yukinoshita Haruno buried her face in the pillow. She knew that there was no trace of Fujiwara Makoto here, but when she thought that he was right next door, just across the aisle, her heart couldn't help but beat fast.

I can't control this feeling at all. It's like a person who has been hungry for three days and three nights finally sees a big meal in front of him. How can he resist the urge to drool, and how can he not pounce on it?

Now... my fingers can't stop moving.

As Yukinoshita Haruno thought about it, her right hand reached down as if possessed by a ghost, while her left hand stayed on her chest. The image of Fujiwara Makoto, with whom she had just talked, emerged in her mind.

Unlike the calmness he had pretended just now, what was surging at this moment was the most intense primitive instinct.