Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

The girl's chuckle.

touch ~!

The door was suddenly pulled open.

"Yi, it's time to go."

The young girl stood in front of the classroom door, calling out to her brother impatiently.

The boys in the classroom who had used brooms, blackboard erasers, etc. to build a band heard the sound, as if they had been locked up, and all turned their heads awkwardly.

On the afternoon of the golden day, the setting sun filled the classroom, and the dark curtains trembled slightly in the evening wind.

Twenty-two little boys with bare upper bodies appeared in the eyes of the little girl who was two years older than them.

The little girl looked around, with an incomprehensible smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Too thin."

She pouted in disdain.

Then his eyes looked at the younger brother who got along with each other day and night.

Asakura is as thin and small as a bean sprout, and in the eyes of her sister, it is a representative of thinness.

Since Asakura was a child, this older sister has been the real representative of nightmares.

When he was two years old, he teased his little xx, mockingly said it was an earthworm.

When he was four years old, he always played the role of mother when he was running the house wine.

After going to school at the age of six, he was forced to dress as a woman at school.

If he hadn't been educated by his mother and Aunt Ningning, his sister would even ask him to go to school in women's clothing.

However, not now.

After the fierce struggle in his heart, Asakura turned around, imitating his father's expressionless face, and put down the broom he held above his head like a sword. '

"What's the matter, my sister?"

The voice is firm, more than ever.

"I'm cleaning up after class with my classmates, so don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

The young girl cast a glance at him, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "In this case, you won't participate in Aunt Shalu's birthday, right?"

"Hehe, okay, I'll go back and tell my mother about them."

"Hey~~!"

Asakura immediately called out.

Then he slowly put down his broom and handed it over to the partner next to him.

Then, silently, he patted the shoulder of the other party's bare upper body.

"My friend, I'm going."

The other party is just a little radish head about 8 years old.

I can't even react to what's going on in front of me.

"Hey~!? Huh? Oh...what are you going to? Umm~~~~! Go."

As if entrusting a heavy burden, Asakura showed a relieved smile.

He walked slowly to his sister's side and said with a gentle smile like his mother.

"Sister, let's go."

"It's too fake to laugh."

The young girl pulled his cheeks with expressionless hands and began to expand outwards.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

Asakura's smile couldn't be maintained for a while, and changed back to his slightly flattering smile: "Sister Tong, good sister, you are really a good sister. Don't be embarrassed, it hurts."

"Ah."

The young girl, Hitomi Miyaka, nodded in satisfaction. She smiled slightly like her father.

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The two children left the classroom and started walking towards the tram stop on their own.

Since that day sixteen years ago, traffic between cities has grown tremendously.

Since that day, the demons have completely disappeared from the world, and the spiritual worlds around the world and the void that everyone often observes have all disappeared.

At the same time, the power of transcendence all over the world began to slowly fade away. Today, the strength of many people has weakened to less than one-tenth of the previous strength.

Taking the tram to and from school in another city was completely unthinkable sixteen years ago.

The speed of the train is extremely fast, and it only takes an hour to travel from the inner city of Tokyo to the suburbs of the countryside.