Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

Hoshino Rin has basically returned to normal.

She opened the car window and stared at Haruhiko until he completely disappeared.

Retracting his gaze, Hoshino Rin turned his head and subconsciously patted his chest.

The seat that was originally empty was now occupied by Hotaru Hoshino.

"You keep appearing and disappearing like a ghost. Sooner or later, I'll get scared sick by you."

Hoshino Rin couldn't help but complain.

"Feel sorry."

Hoshino Hotaru's mouth moved.

No sound.

But Hoshino Rin already knew what she was talking about.

"go home."

Hoshino Rin sighed and touched her head.

There was a flash of worry in her eyes.

The appearance of the god will inevitably make Ogosho even crazier.

Dangerous, indeed dangerous.

But the opportunity is here.

For thousands of years, humans and monsters have been trapped at the fifth level, unable to break through.

Gods are the only known beings that can go beyond the fifth level.

As a shrine maiden, Hoshino Rin instinctively resisted such blasphemous behavior.

But she knew she couldn't stop it.

Haruhiko stood at the door.

After three seconds, the door opened automatically.

"Welcome home."

Xue Ji hugged him and rubbed him up and down. After confirming that there was no problem, she said, "It seems to be going well."

"Near miss."

Haruhiko felt her smooth palm and said, "And the harvest was not bad."

What he said was that he had obtained a lot of information about the Takamagahara ruins.

In his previous life, he had two major pleasures in playing games.

The first is to collect illustrations.

The second is to explore the unknown.

If it is an online game, add one more thing, and kill all enemies.

Although most of the time it didn't go as planned, as I was beaten to the ground by the big players and had to leave the game in disgrace.

Haruhiko and Yukihime enter the living room.

He had just been through a battle and now needed to recover his spiritual energy.

Xue Ji also understood.

She tied her white hair into a ponytail.

"Sit down."

A gentle smile appeared on Xueji's stunning face.

As she spoke, her red lips slightly opened, revealing two rows of neat, white teeth.

Haruhiko began to meditate.

Soon, he felt himself being wrapped by a soft body.

Two hours later, Haruhiko opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was Xue Ji's fair shoulders.

Because she was sitting sideways, her loose nightgown slipped down, exposing her skin.

Haruhiko looked down subconsciously and saw the heaving abyss, unfathomable.

Xue Ji felt something strange and she woke up.

"Um...I'm hungry..."

Haruhiko quickly changed the subject and planned to ask her to go to the kitchen to cook.

"I bought some fruit to fill my stomach first."

Xue Ji's eyes were filled with the shimmering light of the lake, as if water could seep out of them.

She slowly peeled the grapes with her hands and then put the flesh into Haruhiko's mouth.

After grapes, there are cherries and coconuts.

After Haruhiko finished eating, he felt half full.

After feeding the fruit, Xue Ji went to the kitchen.

"Master, I bought some fruit too!"

Izumi flew over from nowhere.

Her little face was red, as if she had seen what had just happened.

"..."

Haruhiko suddenly got stuck.

He was angry and helpless, so he stretched out his finger and flicked her forehead hard.

“Ouch, that hurts!”

Izumi covered his head and said with a hint of crying and complaining, "Master, you are too hard! Be gentle!"

Haruhiko stretched.

He took out his cell phone.

The 500,000 yen required to complete the commission has been transferred.

In addition, there was the message that Hoshino Rin had sent him before.

"Thank you today. I have already told my mother the details of the situation. She will handle it."

Haruhiko was meditating, so he didn't reply in time.

He suddenly remembered something, went to his room, turned on the computer, and logged into the school library.

Soon, he found the information he wanted.

Gods can cast spells without chanting.

The same is true for the messengers of God who are recognized by the gods.

There was a reasonable explanation for Yuki Hidaka's ability to cast spells instantly before.

So what's going on with Tachibana Yui?

Is it a supernatural power?

Supernatural powers are special spells, they are innate spells.

Often seen among demons.

Humans are few and far between.

For example, Xue Ji.

She can control the wind and snow. This is her talent and she doesn't need to chant any spells.

But Tachibana Yui is human.

When she and Haruhiko were exploring the spiritual veins before, they had used spells without chanting.

Is it a special method or spiritual tool of a fifth-level strong man?

Haruhiko left the room.

He could actually go ask Tachibana Yui.

But it is better not to explore such secrets.

Haruhiko returned to the living room and turned on the TV.

The results were all Tachibana Yui's advertisements.

Because there are still thirteen days until September 9th, less than two weeks.

Haruhiko has already received the concert ticket, and it's front row.

He originally planned to take Hoshino Rin with him.

But it's not quite right.

It would have been fine if I didn't know it before, but now it is clear that Tachibana Yui is Tsuchimikado Mashiro.

But Tsuchimikado Mashiro and Hoshino Aoi have a grudge against each other.

It could be seen at the auction house.

So what is the grudge?

As Haruhiko was thinking, he heard Yukihime's voice.

"Do you like Tachibana Yui?"

"No."

Haruhiko knew that she was actually asking about Tachibana Yui's song.

He couldn't say he liked it very much.

Besides, it was Shiranui who was singing, not Tachibana Yui.

"She does have a lot of ads these days."

Xue Ji put down the food and said, "Come and eat."

Haruhiko immediately turned off the TV and walked over to the table.

It's tempura.

He quite liked it.

Haruhiko picked up a piece of fried shrimp and was about to eat it when he saw Xueji come closer and her two red lips parted.

He was slightly startled and then put the fried shrimp in her mouth.

A crisp sound was heard.

Haruhiko glanced at her and picked up the chopsticks.

But Xue Ji held his wrist and prevented him from picking up any food.

Haruhiko wondered.

Xue Ji blocked his mouth.

The fried shrimp returns to your mouth.

Haruhiko blinked and savored the delicious taste.

Crispy, soft, and a little icy.

"Is it tasty?"

Xue Ji's face was slightly red, like a ripe peach, which made her look particularly attractive.

"Ah."