Shinjuku area really comes alive at night.
Pedestrians come and go on the streets.
There are young ladies in cool clothes or scheming young brothers greeting guests everywhere.
In Kabukicho, gender doesn't matter as long as you have money.
Of course, in addition to this special night activity, there are many other functions.
Haruhiko soon arrived at a rather luxurious commercial building.
Jinguji Fuyu followed behind him without much expression.
For her, she doesn't care too much about clothes.
Haruhiko looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He saw a shop specializing in cheongsam.
"Aunt Dongyu."
He pointed and asked, "How about this?"
"Can."
Jinguji Fuyu said casually.
Haruhiko knew her character and entered the cheongsam shop.
"Welcome, two guests."
A young woman wearing a cheongsam walked up to them and said with a smile.
Haruhiko nodded and began to search with his eyes.
The cheongsam shop is not particularly big, but it is very complete, with various colors and styles.
"That pink cheongsam."
Haruhiko soon had a goal.
"The fitting room is over there."
The young woman immediately took off her cheongsam and said.
Haruhiko touched the fabric.
Pretty good.
Of course he doesn't understand cheongsam.
But, for such an expensive cheongsam, the quality is not too bad.
"Aunt Dongyu."
Haruhiko turned around and asked, "Do you want to try it? If you don't like it, just change it."
Jinguji Toyu glanced at it and reached out to take it.
She walked to the fitting room, opened the door, and suddenly waved to Haruhiko.
"Aunt Dongyu, what's wrong?"
Haruhiko noticed her movements, stepped forward and asked.
"You come in."
Jinguji Fuyu said in a cold tone.
Haruhiko was shocked.
Is this something I can see?
Jinguji Toyu's eyelashes trembled slightly.
She felt Haruhiko's heartbeat quicken.
It’s the same as changing clothes at Inari Shrine before.
"Don't want to?"
Jinguji Fuyu asked again.
"willing."
Haruhiko answered quickly.
He entered the fitting room and closed the door.
Only the young woman with a shocked face was left outside.
There are lights in the fitting room.
But what is even more dazzling is Jinguji Fuyu's snow-white skin and plump figure.
Haruhiko swallowed.
I have to say that the beautiful scenery in front of me is really difficult to describe.
Jinguji Fuyu's fox eyes are captivating, but her charming face is expressionless.
A strong sense of contrast reminded Haruhiko of two words, pure desire.
Jinguji Fuyu looked at him, more precisely, observing his reaction.
She found that Haruhiko's reaction at this time was similar to when he met Yuki Ji before.
"you like me."
Jinguji Fuyu said calmly.
This is the second time today that she has said these four words.
But the first time it was in a questioning tone, now it's an affirmation.
Haruhiko opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Jinguji Dongyu didn't say anything more and started to put on the cheongsam.
The pink cheongsam is extremely slim and reflects her figure to the fullest, especially her waist.
"very nice."
Haruhiko looked at it from top to bottom and said.
"Then buy this one."
Jinguji Fuyu said softly.
She took off her cheongsam again and put on her kimono.
Haruhiko opened the door and paid the bill under the strange look of the young woman.
But after a long trip, just buying a cheongsam was too stingy.
He changed stores again and bought a dress, evening gown, kimono, and swimsuit.
Finally, he came to a high-end shoe store.
Jinguji Fuyu is sitting on a chair.
Haruhiko picked up a pair of high heels and squatted in front of her.
He didn't ask again.
Because every time I asked before, I got the same answer.
Jinguji Fuyu seems to be a puppet without any opinions, at his mercy.
Of course, she's not a doll, she just doesn't care.
Haruhiko stretched out his hand, held her heel, and watched her exquisite toes disappear into the high heels.
He couldn't help but nodded, that's great.
Sure enough, she is beautiful and looks good in anything she wears.
Haruhiko put on another high heel for her.
Jinguji Fuyu stood up.
She was already tall, but now she looked even taller.
Among the people Haruhiko knows, only Tachibana Yui's stand-in can compare.
Jinguji Fuyu slightly lifted the hem of her kimono, revealing her white calves and the high heels she had just put on.
She took two steps and said, "It's not convenient."
Haruhiko was startled, but he understood the reason.
It was her first time wearing high heels, so naturally she wasn't used to it.
"High heels are usually worn on special occasions."
Haruhiko explained, "For example, if you match it with an evening dress, you can attend a grand party."
"Is that so?"
Jinguji Fuyu sat down again, raised his feet slightly and said, "Take off your shoes."
Haruhiko stretched out his hand, holding the high heels with one hand and her ankle with the other, and took off the high heels.
"You like it?"
Jinguji Toyu looked down at him and asked with some confusion, "Why does your heart beat faster because of this?"
"..."
Haruhiko was stunned.
If you continue to observe, I will have no secrets.
At this moment, he remembered Tsuchimikado Mari's teachings.
In short, three words, shameless.
Haruhiko said nonsense seriously: "If you like someone, you will like everything about them."
Jinguji Temple's Winter Palace was thoughtful after hearing this.
She was thinking of Xue Ji.
When she was at home, no matter how Haruhiko behaved, she could endure it and met all his excessive demands.
So this is what I like?
Jinguji Fuyu feels that he is getting closer to the real answer.
She thought that if she was like Xue Ji and let go completely, she might be able to find the possibility of advancement.
"Just buy these three pairs of shoes."
Haruhiko stood up, picked up all the high heels next to him, and after paying the bill, he got three exquisite paper bags.
The two returned to the Utsunomiya clan's building, but instead of meeting Utsunomiya Mina, they drove.
"Aunt Dongyu."
Haruhiko glanced at the sky and said, "Let's go back to Nanyuan tonight."
Jinguji Toyu suddenly felt a sense of reluctance.
If you go back to Nanyuan, it means that the time for the two of you to be alone together is over.
She would no longer be able to experience emotions.
Jinguji Fuyu tilted his head.
Haruhiko said before that liking means getting and possessing.
Now I seem to have this trend too.
After a moment of silence, Jinguji Toyu nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Haruhiko drove to Tokyo University.
There was no talking all the way, just the street lights that kept coming on outside the car window.
Arriving at the Nanyuan parking lot, Haruhiko got out of the car.
"Aunt Dongyu."
He opened the back door, took out the large and small bags of clothes and high heels, and asked, "Do you have a space spiritual tool?"
"have."
Jinguji Toyu raised his hand, a stream of spiritual energy flowed through, and everything disappeared.
She is a fifth-level psyker, so it is incredible that she does not have space spiritual tools.
Haruhiko closed the door and locked the car.
Because he was going home, Jinguji Fuyu turned back into a white fox.
"Aunt Dongyu, is this your demon body?"
Haruhiko suddenly thought of something and asked curiously.
"It's the demon body from my white fox period."
Jinguji Fuyu explained, "Now it's a Sky Fox, and the demon body is different."
Sure enough.
Haruhiko had seen her with three tails in human form before.
But I have never actually seen the three white foxes.
Just when he was about to speak again, a blue figure flashed past.
Haruhiko immediately fell into the soft embrace.
He calmed down slightly, and in front of him was Xue Ji's delicate face.
Before he could speak, those red lips had already fallen.
Haruhiko subconsciously hugged her and gently touched her pantyhose.
Jinguji Toyu raised his head, staring at them with fox eyes.
Compared to her indifference, Xue Ji was passionate.
It is completely opposite to her status as a snow girl.
Jinguji Fuyu compared her with himself.
Yuki Ji obviously likes Haruhiko more.
The fourth-level demon can originally control his own body.
But her reaction was quite obvious at this time.
Her face was red and charming, and her ice-blue eyes turned into water color, as if full of love.
Jinguji Fuyu was silent.
Xue Ji now has no defense at all.
If there were enemies around, they would probably die violently.
Jinguji Fuyu couldn't do this.
After a long time, the two people separated.
"Why are you back today?"
Xue Ji looked at it affectionately and asked with some doubts.
Logically speaking, if you go to Inari Shrine, you have to go home on Sunday night or Monday morning.
It was Saturday night, a day earlier than she had expected.
Of course, Xue Ji is happy.
As the saying goes, one day without seeing is like three autumns.
She naturally hopes that Haruhiko will come back soon.
"Aunt Dongyu and I will do the commission together."
Haruhiko has already thought of the reason, "It's done now, so I'll come back early."
"Let's go in."
Xue Ji had no doubt, she grabbed his mischievous hand, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "You will feel better later."
Haruhiko's face suddenly stiffened.
Generally speaking, this means that he will be tortured.
"Are you scared?"
Xue Ji noticed her expression, licked the corner of her mouth, and asked.
"I have nothing to be afraid of."
Haruhiko said while trying to calm down.
A bright smile appeared on Xue Ji's face.
She held his hand and came to the entrance.
"Did you have a hard time with today's commission?"
Xue Ji knelt down and helped him slip his shoes.
"Well, it's quite hard."
Haruhiko looked at her silver-white hair and said thoughtfully.
On the day he spent time with Jinguji Fuyu, he was indeed a little frightened.
Mainly because the fifth-level demon is too sharp.
If it were someone else, Haruhiko felt that he would face a terrifying Shura field.
Fortunately, Jinguji Fuyu's character is very cold.
Even if he discovers his interest in another woman, he won't care.
"Then I'll let you go tonight."
Xue Ji stood up, pinched his face and said.
Haruhiko breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, his savings had already been consumed by Utsunomiya Mina once during the day.
If Xue Ji was cruel, it would really make him a pauper.
Haruhiko waited for the white fox of Jinguji Toyo to come in and then closed the door.
The two people sat on the sofa.
"Owner."
Izumi and Qing Ning immediately greeted him.
Haruhiko smiled in response.
Because Xue Ji was there, the two of them did not dare to come forward to compete for favor, and could only watch helplessly.
Jinguji Fuyomi jumped gracefully onto the sofa, then lay down and closed his eyes.
But instead of sleeping, she was spying on Haruhiko and Yukihime.
As she said, this is a good example.
"You lie down."
Xue Ji patted her thigh, and the voluptuous curves swayed under the black stockings.
Haruhiko will naturally not be polite.
And he was definitely a little tired.
"Tell me what happened today."
Xue Ji slowly massaged his forehead with her hands.
"Um."
Haruhiko looked at the majestic snow mountain from bottom to top and told the story he had prepared before.
It's not that he intentionally deceived Xue Ji, it was Jinguji Fuyu who wouldn't let him tell.
Although she has a very cold personality, there is something different about her possibly only friend.
Haruhiko didn't expose it.
The more this happens, the more interesting it will be when it comes out later.
Ahem.
What he meant was that it would allow Jinguji Fuyu to better understand human emotions.
After chatting for more than ten minutes, Haruhiko finally finished the story.
In fact, it is not made up, but Jinguji Fuyu's previous experience.
how to say?
It's really dangerous.
But Haruhiko was playing catch-up throughout the whole process.
Therefore, Xue Ji was not too worried.
"I'm a little thirsty."
Haruhiko said.
"Go to the kitchen."
Xue Ji glanced at the three imperial demons and said, "You must be hungry too, just in time to eat something."
"good."
Haruhiko had a premonition of what was about to happen and stood up immediately.
Jinguji Fuyu opened his eyes.
But she made no move.
A little psychic energy flashed through her eyes, and her eyes lit up.
After entering the kitchen, Yuki Ji immediately pressed Haruhiko's head into her arms.
She reached out her hand, gently stroked his hair, and said, "Let's eat bread later."
Haruhiko couldn't speak, so he could only respond.
After a few minutes, he let go.
"I'll get the bread."
Xue Ji said with a blush on her face.
"I want to eat it now."
Haruhiko picked her up directly and said.
Xue Ji was a little unable to react to the sudden attack.
But soon, he rolled his eyes at Haruhiko.
Dinner officially begins.
Bread and milk.
Xue Ji adopted the sandwich method and added grilled sausage.
But Haruhiko only ate slices of bread.
living room.
A magical girl anime is playing on the TV.
Izumi and Lime looked at it with gusto.
Jinguji Toyu was a little absent-minded.
She suddenly found that her heartbeat was a little faster.
The tail wags subconsciously uneasily.
Jinguji Fuyu doesn't understand why this is happening.
After a long time, she bit her lip, jumped off the sofa, entered the room, and set up a soundproof barrier.
Night and day passed quietly.
It’s a new week again.
Yesterday was Sunday, and Haruhiko was at home, naturally practicing.
The main ones are Fisherman's Song Night Fire and Snow Girl Breathing Technique.
The former successfully reached the second level.
The effect is not particularly obvious, but it can control higher temperatures.
on Monday.
Haruhiko left Nanyuan and walked towards Tokyo University.
On the way, I received a call from Tsuchimikado Mari.
He said he would come and pick him up after class.
Haruhiko curiously asked about the nyotengu Tennimei who had previously decrypted the Snake God's language.
After a long investigation, the location of her missing tooth was finally determined.
Tsuchimikado Mahri asked him if he was interested in taking a look.
Haruhiko naturally agreed.
He won't miss any relics or anything like that.
Today's morning class is called "Cultural Relics Restoration".
This is a required course for archeology majors.
Haruhiko came to the classroom and waited for class.
After a while, a middle-aged man appeared.
"Today we're going to talk about Tai Sword."
He knocked on the blackboard and began, "In history, there are many famous swords, but there are also damage, such as Izumi Mamoru Kanesada."
Haruhiko immediately raised his eyebrows.
Izumi Mamoru Kanesada is Izumi’s true nature.
It's not right to say it's the real body, she's just the scabbard.
(End of chapter)
