I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Whether it's spiritual vision spells or spells such as flying and blessing, she is better at playing than Erica.Under such circumstances, when I met Medea, the disciple of the legendary goddess Hecate, I would definitely go up and ask for advice.

Although... the technique mastered by this princess of Colchis almost subverted Liliana's concept, it is almost like magic under two systems.

However, perhaps this is the magic of the pre-Kami era.

Liliana looked at Sakura who was sleeping in Kurumi's arms with some envy.

Kurumi rubbed Liliana's head lightly, smiled at Medea behind her, and stretched her waist.

She hugged Sakura and slowly got up, and Liliana gently flipped the power of "Kingdom", wiping away part of the gravity and separating Medusa and Athena.

She and Medea picked one up and followed Kurumi.

After comforting the girls, Kurumi returned to his room.

The curtains were tightly covered, and a blue light flashed by just now.

Kuang San slowly walked to the edge of the bed, and then slapped the bulge of the quilt hard.

"Yah!" Mo Yusan pulled the quilt around his body, revealing his delicate white and tender shoulders, and stared at Kuang San with wide eyes.

Her eyes were red and red, and she counted the time wildly.

If this guy hasn't slept all night, he hasn't closed his eyes for almost a day or two.

"Playing games all night again?"

Mo Yusan didn't speak, just knelt on the bed and stared straight at Kuang San.

Seeing that kind of gaze, Kuang San felt strange in her heart. She kicked off her shoes and sat on the side of Mo Yu San.

The girl's thin and rounded shoulders gave off a strange coquettish feeling.With her beautiful figure, she didn't even need to deliberately, the quilt was hung on her chest.

Kuangsan looked at the traces of the red fruit on Moyusan's shoulders, and could almost guess what kind of scene was under the quilt.

The slender and slender figure is sprouting an amazing charm at this moment.

Whether it's Scarlet Gold or Fan Ya's blessing, for Moyu San, it fits better than Crazy San.But that kind of style, she will only show it in front of Kurumi.

The girl's graceful posture is constantly boasting of her existence in front of Kurumi.

Kuangsan gently hugged him, and Moyusan put his head on Kuangsan's shoulder. "Can't sleep."

"Ah."

"Take me with you next time."

"Yeah." Kuang San's eyes softened as he looked at Mo Yu San.

Responding to the girl's first wish, she was reincarnated as Tokisaki Kurumi and split into two existences.

One is the tired girl herself.

One is the 'knight' who conquers the girl, and the 'knight' who shows her posture according to her favorite posture.

Although, the girl herself is the singularity of countless Tokisaki Kurumi.

Cheeks were pressed together, and the fish rubbed three times.

"Then... Can you give me back the dominance of the GX Master? I haven't played online games for a long time." Aggrieved, almost pleading, Kuang San's face suddenly darkened.

Give me back my inspiration!You can't be bothered!

Kuangsan overwhelmed Moyusan at once, looking at those clear eyes that were sparkling, his movements slowly softened, and he lightly stroked the corner of her eyes.

"Fool."

"Well." This time it was Mo Yu's turn to agree to three promises, and she was an idiot.

Kurumi hugged her and rubbed Yusan's hair. "Don't think too much, just sleep."

His slender legs rubbed for a while, Mo Yu San shrank his head, and stuck it in Kuang San's arms. "Um."

"But seriously, can you give it back to me, this is the request of my life."

Snapped--

Kuang Sanyi slapped Moyu Sanyi's little buttocks.

The girl's cheeks were flushed and flushed, and she finally closed her eyes with satisfaction.

"so sleepy..."

"Good night."

Chapter 47 The Pseudo-Lang Liren in Men's Clothing, the Guardians of Los Angeles

Looking up, there is a cloudless blue sky.

This is Los Angeles, the city across the ocean.

In front of Kurumi's eyes is the California International Airport called "LAX".

An endless stream of people passed by the girls, consciously creating an empty space.It was as if that space did not exist at all, and even the lingering eyes ignored the girls and passed by them.

The gods of disobedience are gods who rebel against myths. As long as they think about—'don't want to be disturbed by these people', mortals without extraordinary qualifications will follow their will and ignore them subconsciously.

This is what Athena received when she was hungry and poor.