I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Chapter 10 Like You, The Blue Spearmen Who Spin and Charge 【Add】

Sitting in the infirmary, Rin opened up the stupid teacher with big breasts.

Sunlight poured through the shutters, and the air smelled of disinfectant.

Standing by the window, Rin looked at his own shadow on the bed.

Originally, she wanted to go to the clock tower to inquire about the heroic spirit information related to shadows and time, but after seeing the machine Kurumi showed her last night, Rin gave up.

Tokisaki Kurumi is a heroic spirit from the future.

Tokisaki Kurumi is her real name.

The hand lightly touched his own shadow, and then was gently held by a pair of catkins.

A white hand stretched out from the shadow, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a scene from a horror story, but Rin didn't panic.

"Kuang San..." a low voice called.

"Master, I'm here." Accompanied by the soft voice, the beautiful limbs of the girl spread out from the shadow, the bright red eyes opened, and Kurumi held Rin's hand.

Rin panicked.

"Why... why did you use that address suddenly?" She turned her gaze around, and finally paused on the back of Kurumi's hand.

Rotationally symmetrical flowers, a total of three strokes, are twisted together.

"Oh...don't Rin like this name?" Smiling, Kuang San slightly raised her head, only to see her cheeks were getting more and more red, her eyes were blurred, covered with a mist of emotion.

The seductive face was close to Rin's expression, and he was looking up, with the index finger of his right hand gently pressing his lips.

"Then... master."

leprechaun...

"Hmm." Rin took a deep breath, grabbed Kuang San's shoulders with both hands, forcibly straightened her, and looked at Kuang San with firm eyes. "Stop playing."

"Okay ~ Rin." With a naughty and upbeat tone, Kurumi sat on the edge of the bed and swayed his legs lightly, his slender and beautiful feet wrapped in black silk swayed once and for all.

"Why did Rin call me?"

"Uh..." Rin was suddenly a little embarrassed.

I can't say that I have nothing to do, but I suddenly thought of Kuang San when I saw the shadow.

"Hee hee." Kuang San narrowed his eyes and smiled.

dong dong——

The heart jumped abnormally, and Rin's pupils shrank suddenly.

The world in front of him seemed to turn into blood in an instant, extending infinitely, covering the entire area of ​​Suiqunyuan College.

The body felt a little heavy, and the air seemed to become sticky.

But it was only for a moment, after touching the free magic power of Rin, it dissipated in an instant.

"Crazy Three..."

Rin looked at Kurumi, who also showed interest. "Someone opened an enchantment at the school, but it hasn't fully unfolded yet."

"What a layman, third-rate trash." Rin clenched his fists.

"It didn't cover up at all, and it made people aware of the abnormality."

In an instant, Rin thought of that guy Matou Shinji.The only magician in the school other than her is the half-baked guy, and according to Kurumi, he should also become the master.

"But no matter what, if you dare to open this kind of thing in my territory, be prepared to be knocked down."

Rin stood up slowly, opened the window of the infirmary, and just looked at the school yard.

Students in school uniforms shuttled through the school grounds, full of life.

She closed her eyes.

The world suddenly changed, extending blood.Something was pulled away, and the students passing through the school grounds felt like empty puppets.

Shaking his head, Rin walked towards the classroom.

Magic is something that cannot be shown in the eyes of ordinary people. She has to wait until the sun goes down...

Then--

Teach the ignorant guy a little lesson.

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Sitting in the classroom, Rin edited a text message for Sakura, and might go back later at night.

She always had an illusion that Sakura might be more worried about the girl in front of her than herself.

Kurumi sat on Rin's desk, propping his head.

Without shoes, her slender beautiful feet just stepped on Rin's thigh.

Rin was a little shy, but tolerated Kurumi.

Heroic spirits are all heroes born from the gathering of beliefs, and more or less have some eccentricities.