Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

It was Tsuchimikado Mari's voice.

As for the Tsuchimikado teaching building, it was naturally built with donations from the Tsuchimikado family to the University of Tokyo.

In addition to the Tsuchimikado family, there are many other families' teaching buildings.

The reason is simple: to build a reputation and attract talent.

Haruhiko put away his phone and headed to the Tsuchimikado teaching building.

He took the elevator to the ninth floor and found the office that Tsuchimikado Mari mentioned.

After opening the door, the layout inside was no different from that of an ordinary teacher's office.

Several offices are arranged reasonably, with baffles in the middle.

At this time, Tsuchimikado Mari was the only one in the office.

"Sister Marie."

Haruhiko walked up and greeted him.

"what is it call?"

Tsuchimikado Mari adjusted her glasses and gave a dangerous look.

"Mr. Maris."

Haruhiko immediately changed his tone.

"sit."

Tsuchimikado Mari folded her long black legs and asked, "Do you know why I called you here?"

She seemed to have really entered into the role of a teacher.

The tone and content of the speech are a perfect replica.

"do not know."

Haruhiko always felt that she would physically punish him in the next second.

"Extra after-school guidance for you."

Tsuchimikado Mari licked her rosy lips and said in a cold tone.

Haruhiko was immediately shocked by her aura.

I sighed in my heart, it is worthy of being a fifth-level demon.

This acting is really great.

Let him be very into the play.

No, he was a student.

“First, the music.”

Marikado Tsuchimikado's red high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the floor. "What do you want to learn?"

"Composition."

Haruhiko did not hesitate.

Since there are ready-made teachers, why not learn?

And the game plug-in will give him skills.

As for writing lyrics, it doesn’t matter.

Tsuchimikado Mari raised an eyebrow.

She didn't expect Haruhiko to learn this.

After all, the quality of his three songs is not low.

But since it has been proposed, there is no reason to refuse.

"Sit here."

Tsuchimikado Mari stood up and gave up her seat.

Haruhiko was a little confused, but he followed the instructions.

“Just start with the basics.”

Tsuchimikado Mari took out a book, placed it in front of him and said.

"Ok."

Haruhiko glanced at the book and saw that it was titled "Introduction to Simplified Musical Notation".

When he was about to open it, Tsuchimikado Mari had already taken the lead.

She bent slightly, stretched her thighs, pressed her upper body against Haruhiko's back, and gave him a lecture with her red lips.

A rich aroma rushes into the nose.

Haruhiko's throat moved slightly.

Can this really be learned?

Fortunately, he has a plug-in.

Otherwise, he doubted that he would ever be able to learn it.

Tsuchimikado Mari was unexpectedly serious and explained the knowledge points in great detail.

If you can concentrate, you can learn knowledge.

But the two people's bodies touch from time to time.

Even through the clothes, it is difficult to calm down.

Not to mention, when Tsuchimikado Mari spoke, her breath kept blowing on his face.

This guidance is extremely difficult.

An hour and a half later, Tsuchimikado Mari stretched.

She turned around and sat in a seat not far from Haruhiko.

The two long black legs were crossed again, and the high heels on the feet were slightly raised.

"have you understood?"

Tsuchimikado Mari asked in a calm tone.

"Ah."

Haruhiko nodded and said, "Mr. Marisaka explained it very well. I had no difficulty understanding it at all."

A skill called Composition Mastery appeared on his game panel.

He was only at the first stage, with less than ten points of experience, and could be called a super novice.

But since he has the skills, it means that he can continue to improve through the accumulation of time.

"That's not bad."

Tsuchimikado Mari didn't doubt it, paused, and asked, "Teacher is a little tired, as a student, should I do something?"

doing what?

Haruhiko's eyes fell on her, and it wasn't until she twisted her shoulders that he understood.

He immediately went around her back, put his hands on her shoulders and started massaging her.

Tsuchimikado Mari narrowed her eyes and responded casually.

After a while, she seemed to feel a little hot, so she unbuttoned her collar, revealing her snow-white skin.

Haruhiko glanced at it and then looked away.

Must be intentional!

He didn't look away and massaged her shoulders.

"Have you ever studied massage?"

Tsuchimikado Mari asked as her body gradually relaxed.

"No."

Haruhiko replied, shaking his head.

"Your massage skills are pretty good, you learned it on your own."

Tsuchimikado Mari raised her finger and said, "Let's change the place. This is the most tiring place today."

Haruhiko followed the path and saw her long, voluptuous legs.

He hesitated for a moment, then half-knelt in front of her, his hands wandering over her legs.

Tsuchimikado Mari suddenly took off her women's suit jacket, revealing the white shirt underneath.

Haruhiko noticed her movements and looked over.

It was clearly a shirt, but when she wore it, it turned into a bodysuit.

He couldn't help but doubt whether the quality of the fabric could hold up.

"And here."

Mariya Tsuchimikado rolled up her hip skirt slightly, which was clinging to her skin.

Haruhiko immediately did as he was told.

The soft leg flesh recovered quickly after being massaged in his hands.

Tsuchimikado Mari looked at him and smiled.

But he didn't go any further.

"Okay."

A few minutes later, Tsuchimikado Mari lifted his chin with her finger, then leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Let's continue studying."

Haruhiko came to his senses and sat back in his seat.

At half past twelve, the after-class guidance came to an end.

"Come on, I'll take you to dinner."

Tsuchimikado Mari stood up, put on her women's suit jacket, and stroked his face at the same time.

This set of movements is as smooth as flowing water, as if she is some kind of underworld queen.

It was difficult for Haruhiko to refuse.

Leaving the teaching building, we came to the school parking lot.

He saw Tsuchimikado Mari's fiery red car at a glance.

It's really eye-catching.

He sat in the passenger seat quite consciously.

"What to eat?"

Tsuchimikado Mari asked as she drove.

"It will be all right."

Haruhiko said casually.

Tsuchimikado Mari didn't say anything else, but seemed to be thinking about something.

Not long after, the two arrived at a Western restaurant.

It turned out to be steak.

But it's okay.

Haruhiko is indeed not very picky.

And the taste is not bad.

He looked at the price and understood why it was not bad, after all, it was quite expensive.