Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

There was an apple-like blush on that delicate face.

It makes her look like a ripe peach.

Although it was Haruhiko who did the push-ups, Yukihime also put in enough physical effort.

Both of them are very tired.

But Xue Ji is a great demon, so to her, this is nothing.

After resting for a while, she simply picked up Haruhiko and went to the bathroom to wash off the dirt on his body.

“Ah, I feel like I’ve survived.”

Haruhiko stretched and couldn't help but sigh.

"You still need more exercise."

Xue Ji put on the loose sweatshirt she had worn before.

Haruhiko originally wanted to persuade her, but since it was a rare opportunity to see her different style, he just let her do as she pleased.

All I can say is, if you are good-looking, you can wear anything.

Even an ordinary sweatshirt looks mature and attractive on Xue Ji.

However, Haruhiko, who had entered a state without worldly desires, was not afraid.

"Owner."

Izumi came over.

Haruhiko suddenly realized that she had also changed her clothes.

It was originally a kimono, but now it has been changed to a cheongsam.

"Come to think of it, didn't you say you would give me a birthday present?"

Haruhiko leaned back on the sofa, thinking of what Izumi had said before, and asked casually.

"I……"

Izumi glanced at Yukihime subconsciously, his body trembled, and said, "There is a birthday present."

She opened her mouth slightly, and after a flash of psychic energy, a fruit that looked like an apple appeared.

"I picked these spiritual fruits specially for the master."

Izumi dropped onto Haruhiko's shoulder and explained.

But why does the tone sound so pitiful?

Haruhiko was holding the spiritual fruit, speechless.

Is this the most precious gift you mentioned?

Are you giving it reluctantly?

"you eat."

Haruhiko stuffed the spiritual fruit into Izumi's hand again and said.

Izumi swallowed subconsciously, took a bite, and his cheeks immediately bulged.

"Master, I will give you a gift next time I have the chance."

She chewed and talked at the same time.

"Row."

Haruhiko said casually.

He had completely lost all hope.

Think about it too.

What kind of gift can a poor god like Fusangshen give?

A faint smile appeared on Xue Ji's lips.

She stood up, and after a moment, brought out a glass of fresh milk and handed it to Haruhiko.

"You just sweated a lot, you should drink some water."

Xue Ji sat next to him, her head resting on his shoulder, looking happy.

Upon seeing this, Izumi bit the spiritual fruit into pieces with her two rows of hard, white teeth.

hateful!

When will Fusangshen be able to stand up? !

Not only was she heartbroken, her face was red and her eyes were misty.

After drinking the milk, Haruhiko let out a breath and did not move again. He stayed next to Xueji and enjoyed the rare peace.

Xue Ji raised her head slightly and looked at him with his eyes closed, as if she was thinking about something.

She had indeed gone a little too far before.

Fortunately he was able to persevere.

Yukihime raised the corners of her mouth, walked behind him, grabbed Izumi and put him aside, then reached out her hand to massage Haruhiko.

Izumi was angry but dared not say anything, he could only watch helplessly.

Haruhiko felt like his vision was blocked.

He opened his eyes and saw towering snow-capped mountains.

Haruhiko said nothing and closed his eyes again.

In the soft embrace, his body gradually relaxed.

I don’t know how long it took.

Haruhiko woke up.

It was already dark.

There was no light in the house, only the moonlight outside the window was slightly bright.

Xue Ji’s massage has ended and no one knows where she is now.

Haruhiko stood up and suddenly the lights came on.

There was a huge cake on the dining table.

Xue Ji looked at him with a smile on her face and said, "Happy birthday."

Haruhiko couldn't help but feel warm inside.

He walked up, sat opposite her, and said, "Thank you."

Xue Ji touched his head and said, "Do we still need to say thank you to each other? Eat quickly."

The third update, 116 words. Chapter is what? What a pity

Chapter 119 White Fox

Night falls.

The autumn breeze blows through Inari Shrine, bringing a hint of coolness.

The sounds of insects and birds chirping could be faintly heard from Qingwei Mountain.

However, the Inari Shrine was quite quiet, without even any lights.

Haruhiko took a nap in the afternoon, so naturally he couldn't sleep at night.

Xue Ji suggested going out to see the night view.

Haruhiko thought he would go to the rooftop, but ended up at the torii gate.

Yes, it is the huge red gate at the intersection leading to Inari Shrine.

"Isn't it bad for us to do this?"

Haruhiko turned his head to look at Yukihime and asked.

Torii is a decorative gate, but it has a very special symbolic meaning.

It represents the entrance to the divine realm and is used to distinguish between the divine realm where gods reside and the secular world where humans live.

This is to remind visitors that stepping into the Torii gate means entering the divine realm, and all their subsequent behavior should be particularly careful.

The chief priest of Inari Shrine is Jinguji Fuyuomi.

Haruhiko and Yukihime's behavior is no less arrogant than "the boss picks up the food, I turn the table", which is quite arrogant.

"What's wrong?"

Yukihime hugged Haruhiko's arms with both hands and said with a smile, "Touyou, it's not like I care."

"Isn't she a messenger of God?"

Haruhiko couldn't help but wonder.

With Jinguji Touyou's cold and aloof personality, he really doesn't care about things on weekdays.

But as a messenger of God, he should be angry when faced with such impolite behavior, right?

"She is a divine messenger."

Xue Ji smiled indifferently and said, "But the gods are gone, so there's nothing to worry about."

Haruhiko was a little curious when he heard this.

"What does it mean that the gods are not here?"

His big hand naturally fell on Xue Ji's thigh.

Because she was going out, she put on black tights and a blue jacket.

Haruhiko rubbed it subconsciously.

A very silky texture is felt.

"Absent means gone from this world."

Xue Ji glanced at his dishonest hands and smiled. She wasn't angry, nor did she try to stop him.

"died?"

Haruhiko blurted out.

"No."

Xue Ji couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Why don't you have any reverence for the gods?"

“Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen it before.”

Haruhiko made up an excuse.

In fact, the real reason here is the game.

Gods will also show their blood bars.

So what are you afraid of?

"In the legend, the whole world is divided into three parts: Takamagahara, Ashihara, and Yomi."

Xue Ji looked at the faint city lights below the mountain and said, "Takamagahara is where the gods live, Awahara is the ground where we are, and Yomi is the underground world."

"You mean the god is not dead, but has just severed contact with us?"

Haruhiko asked thoughtfully.

Although he is a player, what he knows is the situation a thousand years ago, which is the first round.

The background of the current game is not very clear.

Now that Xue Ji started talking about it, it gave him a lot to think about.

"Ah."