I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

woo woo woo woo.

Sakura hugged the pillow that fell crookedly on the bed.

How could it be?

my dear sister.

She could almost see with her own eyes how Kurumi hugged her pillow and rolled around on the bed.

Burying her head under the pillow, Sakura gasped.

She tore off the collar of her shirt.

"Ha-ha-" Spit out a fragrant, burning breath.

Sakura's face turned red.

"elder sister..."

Under the taut neckline, the snow-white skin was overflowing and swaying.

Sakura's legs crossed the pillow and hugged tightly.

"Um...sister..."

Sakura's body was slightly twisted, and the appearance of lying on the bed was quite provocative.

She stared blankly at the opened curtains, then waved her hand gently, and the ink-like shadow swallowed the last touch of moonlight.

In the darkness, his blood-red eyes lit up little by little.

"Ha—sister—"

Sakura bent down and hugged the pillow.

The skirt was turned up slightly, revealing the fair skin on the upper edges of her legs in pantyhose.

Sakura covered her mouth tightly.

"Sister..." She groaned, and the shadows surged like a tide, almost completely engulfing the entire room.

That kind of almost endless magic... If any magician comes, he may feel trembling from the bottom of his heart.

Magic Hearth?

Magic workshop?

The magic power of the sky is enough to make Sakura engulf everything. That kind of magic power is comparable to that of the Great Holy Grail.

But it is so pure, full of a pure heart.

And the reason why she lashed out at the magic power like this was that she wanted to taste and swallow all the flavors left by Kurumi, little by little...

"elder sister."

In the dark room, the girl's low-pitched sobbing finally came out.

"Sakura is waiting."

"Sakura...I finally waited."

···

"Monsters!" The bad guys were fleeing, and there were indeed monsters in Fuyuki City, and the older generation didn't talk nonsense.

Those rumors from ten years ago, for sure, are all true!

They were pale and sweaty, but they didn't dare to stop at all.

In the face of a life-and-death crisis, physical strength or something counts as a P.

With a face running for several miles, Weiyuanchuan appeared in front of them, and they held their knees one by one and looked at each other in fear.

"Old... boss..." The younger brother swallowed. "Should we call the police?"

"Report you for being a big head! You think you didn't die fast enough, didn't you?"

Gumbling—

"Then...then what do we do?"

"Otherwise, go find a mage?" The boss panted heavily. "I heard that there is a family in Misaki-cho, Tokyo, that is called the exorcist family. Maybe you can try your luck?"

"Boss... we all escaped, why bother with such a big deal."

"How can I have such a stupid little brother as you!" The bad leader looked like he hated iron. "Haven't you seen The Grudge?"

cough--

A little brother almost laughed out loud.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"No...no, I'm just coughing a little."

puff--

Another little brother almost laughed.