Haruhiko returned to the front row of the concert.

At this time, only the staff were left in the huge venue.

Yui Tachibana's fans have all left.

"The autographed photo you wanted."

Haruhiko handed the photo to Rin Hoshino.

"Thank you."

Rin Hoshino took a closer look and took it.

She's not an avid fan of Yui Tachibana, but she does have a good opinion of her.

Being able to get her autograph photo made Rin Hoshino have a faint smile on her face.

Even walking is a lot brisker.

"What did you talk to her about?"

Rin Hoshino and Haruhiko walked out side by side.

She still doesn't know that Yui Tachibana has been transferred to the class, and it's a classmate relationship.

"You'll understand why on Monday."

Haruhiko smiled, sold a pass, and said.

"What?"

The corners of Hoshino's mouth twitched slightly, and she asked with some resentment, "Is there a secret that you won't let me know?" ”

"It's not."

Haruhiko flatly denied it, saying, "Now that I say it, there is no sense of surprise. ”

"Well, I'm looking forward to Monday."

Rin Hoshino looked at his handsome face, and said with some discouragement.

Fortunately, there was a cover of night and was not noticed.

"You're now a second-order priest, when do you plan to go to the University of Tokyo?"

Haruhiko asked as he remembered the previous battle.

There are three years of high school, but those with excellent grades can skip a grade.

For example, the second order was reached ahead of schedule.

"The end of the first year of high school."

Rin Hoshino was silent for a moment, and said in a somewhat low tone.

She was reluctant to think of separating from Haruhiko.

In the past few days, her heart seems to be imprinted with his figure.

For now, Haruhiko's strength is good.

But if you want to advance, it's not that simple.

Maybe it will take two or three years.

"Oh, that's too late."

At Haruhiko's current speed, it is not surprising that within a year, he will definitely be able to reach the second order.

"What's in time?"

Rin Hoshino looked at him again, but there was some confusion in his eyes.

"I mean we can go to the University of Tokyo together."

Haruhiko chuckled and said, "I don't want you to suddenly become my senior sister." ”

Rin Hoshino's mouth opened slightly when she heard this.

She instinctively didn't believe it.

But Haruhiko's understated tone gave her an inexplicable feeling.

She turned her gaze to the sky, revealing her white neck.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

The corners of Rin Hoshino's mouth are curved, and her eyebrows and eyes are full of girlish style.

Haruhiko turned to look at her.

The delicate side face is very charming and pretty

The sentence just now has a sense of déjà vu of confession.

It gave him an inexplicable throbbing.

But if you want to marry Rin Hoshino, it's very rare.

As far as he knew, there were no male priests at Izumo Shrine.

Haruhiko suddenly raised an eyebrow.

If there are no males, where are the offspring?

Izumo Shrine must have a big secret.

Curiosity is curiosity, but it's not something that Haruhiko can inquire about now.

But he has a plug-in, and he doesn't panic at all.

Two people walk out of Tokyo Dome.

At the door, the familiar sedan was already waiting.

"Haruhiko-kun, see you next week."

Rin Hoshino got into the car, the corners of her mouth curled, and said, "I'm very happy today." ”

Haruhiko waved at her and watched her go.

She's going back to Izumo Shrine, and she's not on the way.

Haruhiko took a taxi and arrived home in a few minutes.

As soon as he pulled out the key, the door was already open.

Yukihime, dressed in her pajamas, smiled and hugged him.

The delicate body is in the arms, and the fragrance comes to the nose.

"You've been at the door?"

Haruhiko raised her brow in confusion as she reached out and grabbed her waist.

"It's not."

Yukihime shook her head and explained, "It's the snowball I gave you, and I'll notice it when you get close." ”

Haruhiko breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really worried that the stupid Yukihime would do that.

Two men walked into the living room.

Instead of wearing black stockings as she did during the day, Yukihime went barefoot.

Haruhiko subconsciously looked at it.

The snow-white instep is like a bow, and the ten toes are delicate and small, and you can vaguely see a little pink color.

He remembered touching her feet before.

Smooth and delicate.

And as a youkai, it's a little fragrant.

"Hungry?"

Yukihime pulled him to sit down on the couch and asked, "Do you want to have a supper?" ”

"No, you don't."

Haruhiko glanced at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, "Tomorrow we will go back to Inari Shrine and rest early." ”

"Go take a shower."

Yukihime tilted her head and said in a calm tone.

Haruhiko didn't have time to refuse, so he was dragged to the bathroom.

The soft night was over.

Early the next morning.

Haruhiko felt her arm feel extremely sore.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yukihime on his pillow, a pair of light blue eyes staring at him.

No wonder.

It turned out to be the weight of three heads.

"Good morning."

Yukihime patted Haruhiko on the head and said, "Get up and eat." ”

The touch of rubbing is gone.

Haruhiko sat up, and after a moment, left the room.

Breakfast was bread and fresh milk.

Yukihime propped her chin with her hands, her pretty face was slightly red, and she watched Haruhiko drink up the cup of fresh milk.

She bit her lip, not knowing what she was thinking.

Haruhiko felt her gaze and subconsciously raised her head, slightly stunned.

What is the reaction?

Yukihime looked a little restless, and a little patience appeared on her face.

Is it because you want to go back to Inari Shrine?

Haruhiko didn't ask, but continued to eat.

Soon, breakfast was over.

"I'll call a taxi."

Haruhiko took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiro Nishijima's number.

It didn't take long for him and his taxi to stop at the door.

"Good morning, Lord Priest."

After saying hello, Jiro Nishijima looked at the stunning Yukihime and asked, "Is this your girlfriend?" ”

"It's not."

Haruhiko subconsciously shook his head and replied.

Jiro Nishijima was slightly stunned.

Not a girlfriend, still so intimate?

Could it be a rich woman who is raised?

Jiro Nishijima suddenly felt pantothenic acid in his heart.

Sure enough, I drove a big luxury car.

Haruhiko didn't know what he was thinking and opened the back door.

After Yukihime entered, he followed in.

Taxi starts.

Yukihime shifted her body and pressed close to Haruhiko.

Her head rested on his shoulder, and the two of them interlocked their fingers at the same time.

It's more like a couple than a couple.

Jiro Nishijima glanced in the rearview mirror and immediately felt that he was stuffed with several pounds of dog food.

He silently opened the window, faced the cold wind, and sped up the car.

The taxi stops at Mt. Aowei.

Haruhiko paid the bill.

I don't know why he always felt that the way Nishijima looked at him was a little strange.

Yukihime looked at Aooyama, her body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously grabbed Haruhiko's arm.

"Aunt Dongyu is not scary, you don't have to be so flustered."

Seeing this, Haruhiko patted the back of her soft hand and said.

Yukihime's eyes lit up slightly, but she still didn't let go of his arm.

This is bitter for Haruhiko.

The stone staircase up the hill is quite steep.

Yukihime hugged him and kept swaying up and down.

At the top of the mountain, Haruhiko finally ended his torturous journey.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

A collection of pink points of light in front of you.

Jinguji Fuyugo appeared in front of the two of them.

She looked at Xue Ji expressionlessly, and couldn't help but stare at her.