I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

She puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

But before his face swelled up, he was poked down by slender fingers.

puff--

The air leaked out, and Sakura's eyes widened, looking at the culprit.

She was also a very cute girl. She withdrew her hand embarrassingly, and her left and right index fingers were facing each other.

"Sorry...Sakura-san is so cute, I couldn't hold back."

Since there were already two Tokisaki-san, they decisively called Sakura's name directly and affectionately.

Compared to Kurumi, who is as perfect as a flower in the plateau and dare not approach, Sakura is obviously more favored by girls.

Sakura lowered her head in frustration.

I have said that I like my sister the most, and this group of people even posted it.

Could it be... this group of people are actually shaking M?

With the thought of experimenting, Sakura took a deep breath.

Sakura gasped.

Sakura yelled at the guy who poked her face just now.

"Flower Q!"

Seeing the guy's flushed face and trembling body, Sakura was stunned, and then became convinced of her own thoughts.

"Yeah, you guys, make a way for me!" Ying blushed and squeezed out of the crowd, trotting towards the door of the classroom.

"Sakura-chan! Chase Tokisaki-san back!"

"Sister Sakura, please do your best!"

"Could it be...is this the legendary Sister Shame Field?"

Chapter 59 Don't Panic, I'll Get You Soon

"Ah, Ji, I didn't expect you to have such a habit."

"It's just that Sister Ying is too cute." The girl who was screamed by an artificial mentally retarded surprise attack made her eyes full of peach blossoms.

"Oh oh oh~ I started to take advantage of others when Sakura wasn't around. Sister Sakura~~~" The tall beauty beside her deliberately dragged out her voice.

"You are the one, and besides, Sister Ying is so young." She muttered dissatisfied.

As soon as the girl spoke, the girls who had become noisy after Sakura shyly ran away fell into a strange silence.

One by one holding or clutching their chests, they all lowered their heads dejectedly.

Got...run over.

"It's such a small one, it's... so foul. It's even more foul than Kuruman."

"But speaking of it, is what Sakura-san said before serious?"

The girls looked at each other, recalling what Sakura said before, their cheeks flushed slightly.

Being nourished by my sister or something, it's a little too hentai.

Well said.

"Otherwise...try?" came a weak voice.

Swah——

The eyes of the girls all focused on the girl called Thistle in an instant.

"Wait...wait a minute! What are you trying to do!?"

"Try it."

"Yami!"

Running out of the classroom and running all the way to the stairs, Sakura held her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

Wife can snap!

Being scolded for being sexually aroused, what kind of hentai is this, Sakura's cheeks were slightly flushed.

The students passing by couldn't help but cast their eyes on Sakura.

The delicate and frail girl held her chest and panted lightly. The light brown sleeveless sweater outlined exaggerated and graceful curves. Under the small palms were overflowing hearts, seductively plump and trembling.

It's so cute and small, I really want to go up and hug it and rub it.

Amidst a large group of gazes full of thoughts, Sakura suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure.

Clasping her hands over her chest, she trotted over.

Accompanied by Sakura's movements, the eyes of the surrounding people shook up and down, then looked at each other, and left with some embarrassment.

"Hey...do you know which class that little girl is in?"

"I haven't seen it before."