I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

When he arrived at the station, he was still one step too late, and Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua had already left on the last train.

Da Da——

The sound of leisurely footsteps.

Yuta Fukashi, who was sitting on the platform bench, raised his head, delicate and slender ankles, well-proportioned legs wrapped in black soft stockings, above the beautiful curves, Kurumi looked down with his right eye not covered by his hair look at yourself.

Tokisaki Kurumi is a girl who arouses others' desire to protect and also attracts love.

However, Tomikai Yuta noticed an inexplicable sense of incongruity.

"They look like that, don't you really need to worry about it?" He raised his head, gesturing to the rear.

Next to the vending machine, Dansheng Gu Morixia, who lowered his head, and Sakura, who raised his small head, looked at each other, and there seemed to be an electric spark between the two of them.

"Your sister was tasted by me!"

"I've already tasted it!"

"Kangsan and I get out of school, eat and shower after school together!"

"I've already done this!"

"I...I take a nap with Kuangsan!"

"I hug my sister to sleep every day!"

This is probably the matchup.

Kuang San turned around, and the two immediately put down their tense looks, and stood together smiling at Kuang San.

"They get along very well, don't they?" Kuang San raised his eyebrows lightly as he brushed his hair together.

This guy... did it on purpose.

Fu 樫 Yuta suddenly felt that the guy in front of him must be black.

He was dumb, and hadn't spoken yet.It was discovered that the two people who seemed to be fighting just now were moving over in small steps, looking at themselves threateningly together.

With a somewhat embarrassed smile, Tomikai Yuta finally asked that question.

"Tokisaki-san, what did you say that night...what do you mean?"

Kurumi pretended to be surprised, and covered his lips with his hand. "Fukuoka-kun...do you still want to see it?"

As she spoke, she deliberately put her hand down and pulled up the hem of her skirt little by little.

Gumbling—

Tomikao Yuta swallowed his saliva, he looked at Morika and Sakura whose faces suddenly collapsed, and felt a chill in his crotch.

"I...I didn't mean it that way." Fukuoka tilted his head too far, but he couldn't help but glance over.

Kurumi had let go of his hand.

"Is what you see in front of you really the truth?" He repeated what Kuang San said that night.

The cry-like voice of Kotori Yuliuka always ran through his chest, and there were all kinds of contradictory and intertwined things, which made Fukuoka Yuta feel suspicious.

For example... Why did I attack __ breasts before I discovered Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua.

Another example is why Kuang San, who always disappears in the classroom inexplicably, has never been mentioned.

"But after seeing the truth, it's too late to regret it." Kuang San suddenly put away his laughing expression, and quietly watched the end of the tram leaving in the distance.

If it was yesterday, I would probably have thought that Kurumi had suddenly suffered from a second-school illness.

However, after the short moment just now, Fukashi Yuta lowered his head.

He held out his hand.

"Here, I retrieve part of the sealed power."

Mentally implying, a little swaying black flame burned in his hand.

dong dong——

The heart was beating violently.

Tomikai Yuta looked into Kuangsan's eyes, there was only a silly boy in his eyes, there was no black fire.

He felt like he was in second grade again suddenly.

Turning around to look at the billboard behind him, the picture reflected on the glass surface is also the same.

Kuang San looked at the rapidly increasing progress bar of task two in front of him, and thought about it.

Snapped--

She snapped her fingers.

The surging shadows are like the pulsation of the tide, a color of black and red emerges, and the world is dyed in a dull tone in an instant.

The charming and enchanting young girl in front of her is like the only ruler of this piece of heaven and earth, her pure white skin has become the most conspicuous existence in the dark world.

Fukashi Yuta raised his head.

The sky is smeared with color blocks, black and red are blooming and intertwined.