Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

Huge and full in the arms.

Haruhiko immediately forgot his purpose.

"Ah, I haven't washed my hair yet."

After a moment, Xue Ji let go of her hand, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "It's all your fault."

That look was so charming.

Haruhiko immediately admitted his fault and said, "It's really my fault."

"How did you become so interesting?"

Xue Ji laughed, and said, "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore. How are you feeling?"

"I am fine."

Haruhiko clenched his fists, showing his muscles, and said, "No problem at all."

If you say no at this time, you will never be able to hold your head up high.

No matter big or small.

"Show off with me."

Xue Ji raised her foot, teased his leg with her toes playfully, and said, "Is there anything about you that I don't know?"

"Ahem, I'm going to take a shower."

Haruhiko took two steps back and said, "Let's talk later."

Xue Ji looked at his fleeing back and smiled happily.

She didn't follow him in because she was afraid she couldn't help herself.

By then, it will be endless.

It will delay Haruhiko's practice of spells.

"Izumi."

Xue Ji sat on the sofa, crossed her feet, and said, "Help me dry my hair."

Izumi sighed to himself.

Life is not easy.

Transform!

A flash of psychic energy appeared, and she immediately turned into a hair dryer, flying up and down around Xue Ji's silver-white hair.

Haruhiko took a shower, changed his clothes, and returned to the living room.

He opened his eyes subconsciously.

Get up!

Saw the hair dryer flying.

"Owner!"

A buzzing sound was heard.

Haruhiko immediately recognized that the hair dryer belonged to Izumi.

He exclaimed softly, could even inanimate objects be transformed?

So furniture and other things are no problem at all?

cough cough.

Haruhiko silently told himself that he was not a pervert and dispelled the strange thoughts.

He walked forward and sat next to Xue Ji.

She was still wearing the same white sweatshirt, but because it was too big and didn't fit her properly, its left shoulder slipped down, revealing her delicate collarbone.

"Is this dress mine?"

Haruhiko couldn't help but ask, feeling curious.

"Ah."

Xue Ji grabbed his hand, placed it on her soft white thigh, and asked, "Isn't it a necessary plot for me to wear my boyfriend's sweatshirt?"

"Who said that?"

Haruhiko was stunned and asked.

But soon I realized what she was calling him, boyfriend.

Oh my god, how could you do that?

"That's what it said on TV."

Xue Ji tilted her head, and her long snow-white hair fell down.

Izumi, who was flying behind him, angrily returned to his original state.

She envied the two people interacting and wanted to join in, but she didn't have the chance.

In the end, she left like a defeated dog.

“Television and reality are not the same.”

Haruhiko was afraid that she would learn those melodramatic plots, so he warned her, "Watch less in the future."

"I'll listen to you."

Xue Ji tapped his mouth with her finger and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Ah."

Haruhiko slept until noon, and now that he was reminded of this, he suddenly felt hungry.

"Then kiss me."

Xue Ji tilted her face slightly and said.

Haruhiko lowered his head and kissed her snow-white skin.

"And here."

Xue Ji changed her face to the other side and said.

Upon hearing this, Haruhiko stuck closer again.

"So nice."

Xue Ji nodded with satisfaction, but she did not leave. Instead, she held his face with both hands and offered her beautiful red lips to him.

After a long time, she let go of her hand and went to the kitchen with a smile.

Haruhiko let out a breath, lay down on the sofa, and thought to himself, how beautiful it is.

"Woo woo, Master, I miss you!"

Izumi flew out in a flash.

"...?"

Haruhiko was confused when he saw her aggrieved look on her face.

Why does it seem like we haven’t seen each other for a long time?

Izumi stood on his chest and rubbed his face hard.

Fortunately, Haruhiko was tortured badly by Xueji last night.

Otherwise, he switches to the battle channel.

"what happened to you?"

Haruhiko turned his eyes and saw Izumi lying on his chin.

This perspective is quite novel.

"fine!"

Izumi was refreshed and said, "Just stay with the master!"

"..."

Haruhiko was speechless.

Why is this guy so tea-shy?

He was too lazy to pay attention, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

After more than ten minutes, the friction sensation on my face disappeared.

Haruhiko looked up and saw Izumi being held by Yukihime, unable to move.

It's like a mouse encountering a tabby cat and can only wait for death.

"go to eat."

Xue Ji stretched out her hand and said.

Haruhiko held her hand, got up from the sofa and walked to the dining table.

The lunch was quite sumptuous.

It's tempura.

But not fried shrimp.

Haruhiko didn't know what kind of meat it was.

He picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and his eyes lit up.

It was quite delicious and had a special spiritual power that restored his tired body.

Haruhiko subconsciously looked at Yukihime.

She didn't explain, but licked the corner of her mouth, revealing a mature and seductive temperament.

Haruhiko quickly averted his gaze and continued eating.

Nourishing the body is important.

Lunch is over.

Xue Ji picked up the bowl and chopsticks and said, "Dong Yu is going to teach you a new spell today, go find her."

Haruhiko nodded, stood up and walked into the courtyard.

Jinguji Fuyumi is already waiting.

She stood in front of a huge tree, her arms folded across her chest, her head slightly raised, her golden eyes reflecting the treetops.

"Aunt Dong Yu."

Haruhiko walked forward and shouted.

"Do you know what this tree is called?"

Jinguji Touyou remained in action.

"do not know."

Haruhiko looked at him twice and shook his head in reply.

"The Imperial Sacred Tree."

Jinguji Dongyu said in a cold tone, "It is more than a thousand years old."

Haruhiko immediately recalled the information he had read in school.

The sacred tree is actually not the official scientific name of a certain type of tree.

It refers to a spiritual tree.

Generally speaking, their age is usually over 100 years old.

As for Qiansui, there are only a few of them.

"The spell I will teach you today is related to the sacred tree."