My Origin is Your Wife

"Don't go out casually at night these days. If you have to go out... let Qianshen accompany you."

"Yeah." Sakura nodded her head, gently hugged her for two ceremonies, and then watched her go.

"..."

At the end of the day's trip, Sakura, wrapped in a thin bath towel, came out of the bathroom, leaving a row of slightly wet footprints on the floor.

I am not the kind of guy who likes to go out at night, so I will be very well-behaved if my sister Shi repeatedly entrusts me.

Back in the room and curled up on the bed, Sakura took out a small mobile phone from her schoolbag.

The screen illuminated her small face in the dark, and she looked a little bad.

There were missed calls, and the person who dialed was... Yumizuka May.

Sakura frowned and called back, but no one answered.

"When I have difficulties again, will Sakura-san help me?" The figure of Yumizuka Itsuki with folded hands seemed to appear in front of him again.

Sakura got up and stood in front of the window, watching the city at dusk, biting her lips tightly.

part.2 Broken Echo

The thin bath towel fell on the floor, revealing a delicate body whiter than the white bath towel under the moonlight.

However, according to many regulations, only the girl's shapely and slender calf curve and a pair of delicate white feet can be seen.

Sakura put on obscene clothes and a dress on her body, and stared out of the window in a daze.

Sister Shi has entrusted her many times, and the recent night in Kyoto... was a little bit uneven.

But just think of Gongzuka Wuyue's expression of trusting and relying on herself.Sakura couldn't let it go.

Absolutely something went wrong.

Intuition says so.

And Sakura's intuition has always been very accurate, so accurate that it was like "seeing" the future.

As before.

——Yuzuka Wuyue under the setting sun, that kind of smile with blood on the corner of her mouth that was presented because of the weird angle of light.

Sakura couldn't help but clutch her chest tightly, and slowly squatted down on the ground.

Regret?

regret.

Why can't I send her a few more steps to the house.

With her butt stuck to the icy cold floor, Sakura called Yumizuka Itsuki again.There was still a series of busy tones on the other end of the phone, and Sakura looked a little ugly.

Pushing open the door, I looked in the direction of my sister's room. There was no light under the crack of the door. My sister should have gone to bed early.

Not even wearing slippers, Sakura tiptoed towards the entrance.

"Miss!?" The maid looked at Sakura who was walking barefoot under the cat.

"Hush!" Sakura hastily pressed her index finger to her lips.

"Are you going out? But Miss Eryi said..." the maid urged Sakura in a low voice.

"It's okay, my intuition tells me that nothing will happen." Sakura forced a smile.

If I let the maid see my sadness, I will definitely not let myself go out.

Hearing Sakura's words, the maid's expression eased a little.The young lady's intuition is a talent that even the old head of the Liangyi family praised.

She said it will be fine, and it will be fine.

"Please come back early, don't worry the young miss." She gently pressed her right hand on her left hand and put it on her waist, and the maid bowed her head.

She looked at Sakura's clean and delicate ankle and fell into her thoughts.

Maybe the little lady hasn't realized yet that the world is not as peaceful as she imagined.

Who said...the stories recorded in fairy tales must be false?

Wandering in the city, in addition to human beings, there are also non-human beings.

Maybe tonight is the beginning of the prologue.

"Yeah!" Sakura didn't notice the maid's strangeness, she nodded her head, put on her sandals and slipped out the door.

She looked up at the half-empty moon in the sky, took a deep breath, and ran in the direction of Gongzuka Wuyue's house.

"Woo..." Just before taking two steps, Sakura squeezed out a lovely mournful sound from her throat.

The cold night wind blows slowly, rolling between the legs.The white skirt that just covered the upper edge of the knee was raised from time to time, and the ethereal appearance of the girl running was like a gently swaying epiphyllum.

It's just that this kind of beauty is exchanged for the insecurity between Sakura's legs.

But luckily, it's finally here.

Sakura clutched her chest and stood at the intersection where she and Yumizuka Itsuki parted ways.

The neon signboards on the side of the street flashed a dull red light, and the street was empty without anyone.