My Origin is Your Wife

"Go to sleep." Asakami Fujino lowered his head, and soft lips touched the girl's forehead lightly. "I have to go to school tomorrow."

"Yeah." Sakura replied softly.It's just that the eyes are still blinking, and the long eyelashes are like feathers, gently brushing the skin between Asakami Fujino's neck.

Seeing Sakura half leaning on his chest, Asakami Fujino smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand to cover Sakura's eyes.

"Good night."

"Well... good night." The girl made a soft voice like being held by a cat.

Listening to Sakura's breathing becoming even and steady, Asakami Fujino pulled up the quilt again, looking at the night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It's almost a full moon.

In the dim room, those dark red eyes were gentle and demure.

"Yumizuka May..."

Asakami Fujino caressed Sakura's back, Sakura's shoulders trembled slightly, and she burrowed into her warm embrace again.

She had a hunch.

The world hidden under the reality is almost impossible to hide from Sakura.

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"Good...thirsty..."

Clasping his shoulders tightly with his hands, his scarlet eyes opened in the darkness.

Even the fundus of the eyes was almost invisible, the blood-red pupils widened, and the pupils were as black as small black holes.

"Ho ho..."

She was panting continuously and her body was shaking.

The sweet smell seemed to come from outside the door constantly, making her confused and crazy.

Want some water?

No, no.It is not water that the body craves.

But... If what she desires is not water, why is she so thirsty, so thirsty that she wants to tear herself apart.

Yumizuka Itsuki crouched behind the door panel, feeling like a monster.

The floor was so cold, but she felt that her body was colder than the icy ground, so cold to the bone.

Can anyone... help me?

Yumizuka Itsuki stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched the phone with his fingertips.

Wanting to call Sakura, his eyes swept to the upper right corner of the screen, and the time was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Yumizuka Wuyue shrugged her shoulders, and clutched the phone tightly.

The solid plastic made a squishing sound. Fortunately, the brand was Nokia, and it might have broken if it was a different brand.

But Yumizuka Itsuki didn't realize this.

"Ho ho..."

She gulped down the cold night air.

Sakura should be asleep by now.Moreover, she didn't want Sakura to worry about herself.

Lying on the ground, she flipped through the number that Sakura had dialed to her over and over again, looking at the lines of concerned text.

Sakura's soft and worried appearance appeared in her heart, and there was boundless darkness around her.

All the voices are saying—

Rip her up, eat her up.

Only this is absolutely impossible, Yumizuka Itsuki slowly raised himself up from the ground.

only sakura...

Only Sakura!Absolutely not.

The memory that was torn apart in the mind recovered bit by bit, Yumizuka May saw it.

The bright red eyes, the figure approaching him little by little, the fangs protruding towards the slender neck.

"It's a lie, isn't it?" Gongzuka Wuyue covered his mouth.

"Vampires... how can things like vampires appear in reality?"

The slender fingertips gently traced the curve of the neck, and finally stayed at the place where death stretched out in memory.

There is no wound, but the skin that has lost its temperature seems to have explained everything silently.

Gongzuka Wuyue slowly opened the door, a little depressed.

She understood what it was that she longed for.

Gongzuka lowered his head in Wuyue, his gaze concentrated on the bottom of the door panel of his house.

The sweet and alluring smell slowly dissipated from there, making her desire to lie on the ground and lick the door panel.