Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

Xue Ji was a little slow to react to the sudden attack.

But soon, he rolled his eyes at Haruhiko.

Dinner officially begins.

Bread with fresh milk.

Xue Ji used the sandwich method and added grilled sausage.

But Haruhiko only ate the bread slices.

living room.

A magical girl anime is playing on TV.

Izumi and Qingning watched with great interest.

Jinguji Touyou was a little absent-minded.

She suddenly found her heart beating faster.

The tail shook subconsciously and nervously.

Jinguji Touyou didn't understand why this happened.

After a long moment, she bit her lip, jumped off the sofa, entered the room, and set up a soundproof barrier.

One night and one day passed quietly.

It’s a new week again.

Yesterday was Sunday, and Haruhiko was at home, naturally practicing.

Mainly Fisherman's Song Night Fire and Snow Girl Breathing Method.

The former successfully reached the second stage.

The effect is not particularly obvious, but it can control higher temperatures.

on Monday.

Haruhiko left South Garden and headed towards the University of Tokyo.

On the way, I received a call from Tsuchimikado Mari.

He said he would come and pick him up after class.

Haruhiko asked curiously about the matter of the female Tengu Tennimei that was previously deciphered in the snake god language.

After a long investigation, the location where her tooth fell was finally determined.

Tsuchimikado Mari asked him if he was interested in taking a look.

Haruhiko naturally agreed without hesitation.

He would not miss any ruins.

This morning's class is called "Cultural Relics Restoration".

This is a compulsory course for archaeology majors.

Haruhiko arrived at the classroom, waiting for class to start.

After a while, a middle-aged man appeared.

"Today we are talking about the sword."

He tapped the blackboard and began, "In history, there have been many famous swords, but some have been damaged, such as Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada."

Haruhiko immediately raised an eyebrow.

Izumi-no-kami Kanesada is the real body of Izumi.

It’s not right to say that she is the real body, she is just the scabbard.

Chapter 195 Tachibana blushes for the second time

Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada is not a sword, but a series of swords.

Its maker was called Zhiding, a very famous swordsmith in ancient Japan.

He often interacted with another swordsmith of the same period, Muramasa, so their sword forging styles were similar.

Historically, the most famous user was Hijikata Toshizo of the Shinsengumi.

He once used two Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada, the third and eleventh generation.

The sword that Hayate, the character controlled by Haruhiko, cut off in the first week was the third generation Izumi-no-kami Kanesada.

The battle was quite famous at the time and therefore circulated widely.

It is understandable that the teacher used it as an example.

Haruhiko was moved when he heard Izumi Mori Kanesada.

Now maybe we can get it back.

After Hijikata Toshizo was defeated, the fragments of Izumi-no-kami Kanesada were left there.

But he left a ban.

Because he vowed that he would only recycle it and recast it after defeating Gale.

This was the reason why Haruhiko hadn't gone before.

He had no way to deal with the restrictions left by the fifth-level swordsman.

And after so many years of evolution, the situation is estimated to be more complicated.

Haruhiko remembered that the place where they fought was Ishida Village in Tama County, Musashi Province.

It no longer exists.

But you can still find it if you check.

The reason I had this idea this time was because of Jinguji Touyou.

He planned to take her out and cultivate their relationship.

Just then, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"The place where the fragments of the third Izumi-no-kami Kanesada were located has now formed a ruin."

The middle-aged man said at the podium, "It was discovered by Mr. Miyamoto last month, and it will reappear soon. If you are good at repairing the sword, you can accept Mr. Miyamoto's commission."

It turns out it was for advertising.

Haruhiko remembered that this teacher was from the Miyamoto clan.

The Miyamoto family is a famous swordsman family, and its ancestor is Miyamoto Musashi.

This is a bit troublesome.

Among the known fifth-level psychics, the current head of the Miyamoto clan, Miyamoto Noriyuki, is one of the only two fifth-level swordsmen.

I just don’t know if he will personally participate in the development of the ruins.

Haruhiko probably wouldn't.

He touched his chin and asked: How about taking Tsuchimikado Mari with us?

I always feel it's a bit too luxurious.

Class is over.

Haruhiko left the classroom.

Since he had promised Tsuchimikado Mari, he walked straight towards the school gate.

On the way, he suddenly thought of Hotaru Hoshino.

I haven't contacted her in the past few days.

But then I thought, her birthday is coming soon, so I can talk about it in detail then.

Mainly because I don’t have much free time right now.

When he arrived at the school gate, he looked around and soon spotted the familiar red car.

"Sister Marie."

Haruhiko walked forward, but before he got close, the car window rolled down, revealing Tsuchimikado Mari's beautiful face.

Especially in the sun, with the moist red lips shining.

"Want to drive?"

Tsuchimikado Mari looked up at him, her lips slightly raised, and asked in a calm tone.

It's as simple as driving a car.

"open."

After a morning of recuperation, Haruhiko is no longer a problem.

Tsuchimikado Mari opened the car door and her high heels fell to the ground.

She glanced at Qingyan, gave him a pinky signal, and sat in the passenger seat.

Seeing this, Haruhiko got into the car.

After he fastened his seat belt, Tsuchimikado Mari rested her head on his thighs.

She parted her red lips and let out a breath.

The hot breath brushed past him, and Haruhiko shrank back.

Some discomfort on the skin.

But it soon disappeared.

Haruhiko started the red car.

The two of them didn't communicate at all along the way. The atmosphere was dull, with only a few "hmm" sounds.

Echoing the wind outside the window.

Haruhiko glanced at Tsuchimikado Mari.

She lay prone on the seat, her calves wrapped in black stockings tight, supporting her body.

He didn't ask any more questions and drove straight to the underground parking lot.

Next is waiting.

The waiting time is always painful.

Haruhiko's body tensed, he gripped the steering wheel, and concentrated his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, he let out a long sigh and relaxed.

Tsuchimikado Mari stretched, licked the corner of her mouth, and said, "You go see the master first, I'll be here soon."

Haruhiko nodded, left the parking lot, and came to the gate.

He took out the key, opened the door, took off his shoes in the hallway, and walked into the living room.

Tachibana Yui was sitting on the sofa in her pink nightgown.

Her fair and delicate little feet were originally shaking back and forth, but when she noticed Haruhiko, she immediately stopped.

The hem of the skirt hung naturally, covering her jade-like calves to her ankles.

"Aunt Mashiro."

Haruhiko greeted with a smile.

Under the light, although Tachibana Yui stood up straight, she still looked small.

This is true from the face to the fingers and toes.

Well, it's very cute.

"Where's Manari?"