Chapter 4 You Are My Child
There are good people and bad people.
Demons, naturally, there are good demons and bad demons.
As for how to judge, it depends on the individual's criteria.
But Jinguji Fuyugo is a heavenly fox, a fox envoy of the Inari god.
Haruhiko is more relieved.
"Thank you, Aunt Dongyu!"
He said earnestly.
After changing jobs, it can be regarded as having a certain degree of self-protection ability.
And he also has an additional Sky Fox inheritance.
It's equivalent to changing to a special profession.
It's a pity that it's a single-player game.
Otherwise, he'll have to show off in front of the other players.
smiled amid the blessings of 'Emperor Ou is dead' and "your horse is gone".
"I'm not really familiar with your mother, she seems to have had an emergency and handed you over to me when there was no way."
Jinguji Dongyu said indifferently, "Her name is Yuya, and we met in the Great Imperial Palace. ”
The Grand Imperial Palace?
In other words, you have to go to the Great Imperial Palace to find out the news.
Haruhiko asked, "Is it the Tokyo Imperial Palace?" ”
"Yes."
Jinguji Dongyu replied and said, "You go to school first, and then go to the Great Imperial Palace." ”
Haruhiko's school is the University of Tokyo High School.
There are four psionic classes.
Among them were the priests.
Dedicated to small and medium-sized shrines.
Even the main shrine will send people to enroll.
The main thing is to manage people.
"I see, Aunt Winter Palace."
Haruhiko blinked, showed a bright smile, and asked, "That Sky Fox ......?" ”
Only the most general system of priesthood was taught.
Naturally, there is no Heavenly Fox inheritance.
"You come back to the shrine every Saturday and Sunday to see me."
Jinguji Dongyu glanced at him and said.
I didn't care about him because he was human.
can let him survive, it is already worthy of his mother by the night.
But now Haruhiko has unexpectedly obtained the Sky Fox inheritance.
The situation is different.
"Okay!"
Haruhiko breathed a sigh of relief.
Such a beautiful adoptive mother, if you can't see it, it would be a pity.
"You cultivate by yourself, call me if you have a problem."
Jinguji Fuyuo disappeared into the courtyard, leaving only an indifferent echo.
[Achievement: I'm not a vixen.] 】
[Reward: Permanent title.] 】
[Ventriloquist: Has a flexible tongue and can imitate and understand the language of all animals.] 】
The game prompt sounds.
Haruhiko received his first achievement as well as a random reward.
The summer sun shines all over the shrine.
The patio that had not been cleaned for a long time was full of weeds.
Priest: Holy Light!
Haruhiko chanted a two-syllable incantation, and ten points of spiritual energy poured out of his body.
Almost instantly, in front of him, a holy and bright light floated.
But not glaring.
The light is like a sickle, harvesting all the weeds.
Haruhiko nodded in satisfaction.
Because it is a skill instilled in the game, there is no proficiency requirement.
If you learn it on your own, it's different, and you need to practice many times to fully master it.
However, the whole world is just one player.
It's his prerogative.
Haruhiko turned and looked at the weeds on the other side.
Priest: Soul Grabber!
The same two-syllable mantra.
Ten points of psionic energy erupted from his palm, forming a small gust of gale.
Weeds are lodging.
The dust on the ground was blown away.
"It's a good thing to clean."
Haruhiko looked around and said he would do it.
Repeated use of Soul Snatching and Holy Light, after ten times, the Psionic energy is depleted.
His body seemed to be hollowed out, and he didn't have the slightest strength.
This is a sign of overdraft.
Haruhiko sat cross-legged and used psionic prayers.
Restoring psionic energy is faster than increasing the maximum psionic capacity.
A hundred psionic energy only takes an hour.
If you increase 100 psionic energy to 200 psionic energy, it will take about ten days.
Again, this is because of the strong effect of psionic prayer.
Before the change, it will only take longer.
It is rooted in the body's adaptability.
Suddenly absorbing a large amount of psionic energy will only cause you to lose control of yourself, resulting in death.
There are so many, my body can't stand it.
Tokyo has 23 wards.
The University of Tokyo High School is located in Bunkyo Ward.
Inari Shrine is located a little further away in the Arakawa area.
After leaving the shrine, Jinguji Fuyugo arrived at the shopping street.
With her appearance, she naturally attracted everyone's attention.
But because of the shrine maiden costume on her body, she was not harassed.
In this world, shrine maidens are superpowers.
No matter how bold a person is, how dare he offend if he doesn't have a certain ability or backstage?
Jinguji Dongyu frowned slightly.
Compared to Haruhiko, these people are unremarkable in appearance, and their eyes are exceptionally dirty.
It disgusted her.
Jinguji Fuyumi's face was expressionless and he walked into a bookstore called 'Functional Mountain'.
"Sss
The bookstore staff who came up couldn't help but gasp.
is also a woman, and she is still inevitably surprised by the appearance of Jinguji Dongyu.
It's just too dreamy.
"Mikome-sama."
The female employee finally came back to her senses and asked, "I don't know what books you want to buy?" ”
"Spend time with your children."
Jinguji Dongyu said in a cold tone.
She treats Haruhiko as a sky fox cub, but she doesn't know how to be a mother.
As for saying that it is a child, because Tianhu is almost 300 years old before he reaches adulthood.
The young woman froze in place, as if she heard the sound of her own heartbreak.
How can there be children?
Which bastard is cheaper?!
She had a feeling that her holiness was defiled.
An hour later, Haruhiko opened her eyes.
His psionic energy had returned, but he felt hungry.
He stood up and stretched.
The sound of insects and birds chirping is heard.
There was a faint scent of flowers in the air.
Although I was panicked when I first crossed over, I am undoubtedly better now.
And a beautiful adoptive mother.
The future is promising.
Haruhiko looked around and didn't see Jinguji Donggo.
He went forward and entered the main hall.
I saw her in a chair.
Jinguji Fuyumi held her chin with one hand with her eyes closed, her two white and tender thighs slightly together, and the clogs on her right foot fell to the side, revealing her round toes.
At the same time, in his left hand he holds a half-open book.
Haruhiko was about to see what it was, and Jinguji Fuyugo opened his eyes.
She closed the book, and then, as if in a juggle, the book disappeared.
"Aunt Dongyu, good afternoon."
Haruhiko greeted softly, looking quite well-behaved.
Jinguji Fuyuo glanced at him and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
Haruhiko was stunned for a few seconds.
Can cook?
But when you think about it, it makes sense.
She is alone in this shrine.
You can't eat spirit fruit every day, right?
That's not that big.
There is a feeling of a fairy descending to the earth.
Well, it's exciting.
Haruhiko sat down in a chair and waited intently for the meal to begin.
A few seconds later, there was a bang in the kitchen.
"What happened?"
Haruhiko was taken aback.
"It's okay, you don't have to come in."
Jinguji Dongyu's cold voice came as always.
Haruhiko suppressed the doubts in her heart and sat down again.
Half an hour passed, and Dongyu of Jinguji Temple appeared in front of him again.
Lunch was simple.
Fried rice with shrimp and a cup of coconut milk.
Haruhiko picked up the rice spoon and scooped it up, his face changing slightly.
But he swallowed it as if nothing had happened.
How so?
After the dog eats, he has to get up overnight to make four dishes and one soup.
However, in the face of the Jingu Temple, the winter royal palace rarely showed a look of expectation.
He was willing to be a dog.
Ahem.
Haruhiko took a sip of coconut milk and immediately felt alive.
[Players eat coconut goat's milk and gain nine psionic points.] 】
Eat and drink to your heart's content.
Haruhiko ran to practice again.
In the evening, he tasted the extinct food of Jinguji Winter Palace again.
The only consolation is that there is still coconut milk.
Night falls.
Haruhiko lay on the bed and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but two round balls stuck in his arm.
A faint scent blocked his nostrils.
Haruhiko opened his eyes.
The purpose is not Jinguji Winter Palace, but a strange beauty.
She was wearing a black mourning dress, revealing a light and charming and haggard and pitiful temperament.
"My child."
The beautiful woman's eyes were filled with tears, her hands around his neck, and her legs wrapped around his waist and abdomen.
Haruhiko suddenly felt as if his whole body was wrapped in the gentle touch of a slime.
What's the situation?
Just then, a bright red grape was sent into his mouth.
Haruhiko's eyes widened and he subconsciously bit it.
A familiar smell permeated his mouth.
It's coconut milk.