I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

The outstretched hand was grabbed by Kuang San, and the eldest lady, who was originally weak, suddenly changed her style and turned into a sultry succubus.

Dansheng Gu Senxia stepped back step by step, Rouran's waist and back were already touching the railings of the rooftop.

"Toki... Tokizaki-kun." Dansheng Gu Morixia's voice was intermittent, and panic appeared on his face.

Itchy, the girl's fingertips outlined her rather proud curves, and then drew circles around the edges of the buttons.

dang dang-

The auditorium bell rang.

"Ritual... The ceremony is about to start, please stop." She was so nervous that she almost cried, which was related to the fate of her high school.

"Ah? What ritual." The moist breath pressed against Danshenggu Senxia's ear.

"The ceremony of the opening ceremony."

"Huh?" Kuang San stared at Dansheng Gu Senxia, ​​who was shaking and shaking slightly in front of him.

How to describe it?Pretty much a model worker. "Isn't that kind of thing done before?"

"The ceremony for the new student hasn't started yet, it's in the auditorium..." Dansheng Gu Senxia panicked and felt the trajectory of his dazzling fingertips.

"Hmm... that kind of thing, just goo it off." Kurumi murmured with a smile.

"Yes, but I am the representative of the freshman."

Kurumi stared at the girl's face and anxious eyes.

Dansheng Gu Senxia felt the pressure on his body lighten, and Kuang San's soft body propped up.

She let out a long sigh, it's okay... okay.

Woohoo, I won't provoke this guy again next time.

But before Dansheng Gu Senxia was happy, he found a soft hand holding his face.

"Don't worry, it's too late."

Chapter 9 See if it's a dream to pinch yourself, why do you pinch me?

Will it be eaten by...?

It will still be done.

Then he left photos, videos, and even other physical evidence. From then on, he became a plaything for the fairy-like girl in front of him for three years in high school.

Dansheng Gu Senxia's eyes were tightly closed, and the long and thick eyelashes trembled nervously.

Dansheng Gu Senxia, ​​who used to be a senior house girl, is not a girl who doesn't know anything, but... the more she knows, the more uneasy she becomes.

"Yah?" The corner of Kuang San's mouth lifted into a smile.

She could clearly feel that the soft body of the girl in her arms seemed to have become a heat source, her skin was a little hot, and her breathing became quicker.

Under the slightly messy shirt, his full chest trembled, and his hands uneasily wrapped around Kurumi's waist.

yah yah...

Girl, if you go out like this, you will be turned into a flannel ball, and every trembling S really hides a little bit of trembling M in the heart.

Except yourself, of course.

It's just... Suddenly thinking of a certain guy who once rebelled with Moyusan and was spanked by his ass, Kuangsan suddenly shuddered.

No, no, it was just infected by the shared memory of the flannel ball, it couldn't be counted.

"Sir Mori..." Kuang San bit the edge of the girl's earlobe and exhaled faintly.

Danshenggu Senxia also wanted to show his last stubbornness, and vowed not to accept the title of this historical period in the second black period.

But just as she opened her eyes, she saw the bright red eyes looking at her with a smile.

The girl's clear eyes were smeared with pink color.

Kurumi confirmed it.

Even the existences that have been exiled from the world and have been corrected, their resistance or spirit is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Panting, intermittently, Dansheng Gu Senxia suppressed his voice.

She looked at her watch and was about to cry. "I'm going to be late, people's high school...all, all will be over."

Flirting with the girl, looking at Dansheng Gu Senxia's look of shaking his waist and stubbornly grasping the time, the corners of Kuangsan's mouth turned up.

The right hand tugged up along the curve of Dansheng Gusen Xia's beautiful legs, and held one of the girl's ankles.

One leg was raised awkwardly, and the girl's eyes filled with tears.

Shy, nervous, and worried.

Hate it?

You must have hated it for being treated like this by the guy you met for the first time, right?

But I don't know why, but I can't feel resentment.

From the first time I saw this fairy-like girl at the tram station, I felt an inexplicable throbbing in my heart.