Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

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Haruhiko was defeated.

"Master, why do you ask?"

Izumi suddenly became excited, "Could it be that the master has found Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada?"

"You're not that stupid."

Haruhiko chuckled and said, "I did find the location, but it's a bit troublesome to get it."

"Although I can't control it, I can sense it."

Izumi's bright eyes showed anticipation, "But the range cannot exceed 300 meters."

"Three hundred meters? That's pretty good."

Haruhiko didn't expect such a pleasant surprise.

Three hundred meters may sound like a short distance, but it is actually very long.

A normal building is only about a hundred meters high.

The tallest may be over 500 meters.

Among the ruins, 300 meters is considered a small to medium-sized ruins.

The remains of Izumi-no-kami Kanesada are where Hayate and Hijikata Toshizo fought.

The range won’t be too outrageous.

Three hundred meters is more than enough.

In this case, you can bring Izumi with you when you go to this ruins.

Use her abilities to determine the location of Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada.

Then let Jinguji Fuyuomi get it without alerting the Miyamoto family.

Just perfect.

"You'll come with me later."

Haruhiko glanced at her and said.

"Great!"

Izumi was quite happy.

In the past, Haruhiko would never take her with him when he went out to do commissions or explore ruins.

Now that she finally had the chance, she was naturally eager to try.

"Yes, I'm curious."

Haruhiko suddenly thought of something and asked, "Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada was chopped into pieces by Hayate, so do you hate him?"

"do not know."

Izumi calmed down a little and said, "Because I was born later, they are all strangers to me."

"Too."

Haruhiko nodded.

This would be more beneficial to him.

If Izumi knew Hayate's identity in the future, they would not become enemies.

But this little guy's personality probably wouldn't go to that extent.

I spend the whole day thinking about how to take advantage.

No matter how deep the hatred is, it can be let go.

Haruhiko sat on the sofa, he stretched out his hand and stroked the white fox next to him.

Jinguji Touyou raised his eyes and looked at him.

When Haruhiko saw that she had woken up, he picked her up, put her on his lap, and massaged her slowly.

Jinguji Touyou was a little uncomfortable.

But there was no hiding.

"Bai Shuang, how about going to the ruins with me in a few days?"

Haruhiko got down to business.

Jinguji Touyou didn't answer, but just bent his tail to show his agreement.

Haruhiko subconsciously tried to grab the tail, but failed.

All other positions are fine, except the tail, which Jinguji Touyou resists.

"You may encounter the fifth-rank swordsman Miyamoto Noriyuki in that ruin."

Haruhiko looked at the tail and thought it was a pity, but he didn't continue.

Jinguji Touyou nodded slightly.

She didn't take Miyamoto Noriyuki seriously.

There is also a gap in the fifth level.

In the world of psychics, there is a truth.

The longer you live, the more spiritual energy you accumulate and the stronger you become.

Jinguji Touyou has lived for a thousand years and is one of the top ones among the fifth level.

If it was a psychic who had just entered the fifth level, she could defeat him easily.

Although Miyamoto Kiyuki was a veteran of the fifth rank, he had only lived for a few dozen years.

Compared with Jinguji Touyou, there is naturally a gap.

Chapter 197 Tsuchimikado Mashiro

Time flies and it’s next week.

It was the end of December, not far from the New Year.

Haruhiko has been practicing the Snow Girl Breathing Technique, the Fisherman's Song Night Fire, and a fourth-level spell these days.

Swordsman Luoying, his psychic energy transforms into cherry blossom-shaped sword energy, causing large-scale damage.

Because the fourth-level spells will consume too much spiritual energy, Haruhiko will not learn too many for now. He will just learn one or two as his ultimate skills.

a new day.

Haruhiko opened his eyes.

He was going to the ruins of Nyotengu today, so he didn't sleep in.

Although he had a fierce battle last night, he was still in good spirits.

Xue Ji was sensible and did not drain the pond to catch fish.

Haruhiko stood up and put on his clothes.

In the living room, Xue Ji had already prepared breakfast.

After seeing him, she smiled and greeted him.

Haruhiko withdrew his gaze, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then came to the dining table.

Xue Ji was wearing a suspender pajamas. She held her chin with both hands and looked straight at him, without concealing the deep affection in her eyes.

Haruhiko glanced back and was attracted by her shaky pajamas.

I have to say, the pajamas are of good quality.

He remembered this pajamas. Xue Ji had bought it a long time ago and still hadn't retired it.

Haruhiko shifted his gaze and looked at today's breakfast.

It's bread.

But there was no fresh milk.

He raised his eyebrows, already knowing Xue Ji's little thoughts.

Haruhiko picked up the bread and took a bite.

Because it is made by Xueji herself, it tastes much better than the ones bought outside.

And it's clean and hygienic.

Of course, this is even more true for fresh milk.

Xue Ji stood up and sat next to him.

She looked up, her ice-blue eyes were tender and affectionate. She picked up a glass of fresh milk with both hands and brought it to Haruhiko's mouth.

A few minutes later, Haruhiko, having eaten and drunk his fill, let out a breath.

"Go early and return early."

Xue Ji reached out and touched his head, speaking softly.

"Ah."

Haruhiko helped her adjust her pajamas and said, "I will."

"Await your return."

Xue Ji said with a slight blush on her delicate face.

Haruhiko withdrew his hands, stood up and left.

At the doorstep, Tsuchimikado Mari was already waiting.

The red car is quite eye-catching.

"Good morning, Sister Marie."

Haruhiko said with a smile while sitting in the passenger seat.