The witch ladies want me to confess my love

"Ah, thank you, but I think it's a little late for me to say this, senior." Sakura pointed to the time on the electronic watch on the roadside, "We have been out for more than an hour."

Despite this, Sakura's emerald eyes still lit up with light. The curved corners of her mouth, the way she pursed her lips, the faint pink color on her cheeks and earlobes, and her slightly disordered breathing all revealed that she was in a good mood.

"Senior... we really can't let people relax their vigilance for a moment." She whispered.

Thinking about the two times Kinomoto Sakura bumped into him and the two Joans in very misleading postures, Fourier understood what the magician was warning him about as a swordsman.

Even so, Sakura did not regard him as a bad person. She spoke to him cordially and respected him from the bottom of her heart. When she first encountered danger, she immediately thought of protecting him, just like a kind princess in a fairy tale.

It's a pity that the kind princess in fairy tales always lives in a birdcage, but in reality, the kind girl may get as much happiness as her tears.

This pure and fragile kindness is worth protecting - based on this idea, Fourier tried his best to play the role of a tour guide for the girl.

"I heard from Senior Dietrich that Senior Fourier is not a local, but you sound very familiar with the city."

"Business needs, in fact, most of my business is done locally in Sufayela, and I rarely go outside. It's a coincidence that this year, I have two consecutive missions on business trips."

"Well, senior, it's hard to do this job, just like last time... So I'm curious, why do you do this? With senior's ability, you can find a more stable and profitable job."

"When I first came to this city, I was no different from a homeless man. It was the first time in my life that I went on a long trip alone. I made a lot of mistakes because I was clumsy and I had to suffer a loss before I could remember the lesson. If I don’t make the same mistake, you think I’m very calm, but I’ve suffered enough losses.”

Fourier pointed at himself mockingly, and Sakura shook her head slightly, not quite agreeing with the young man's statement.

"Then, Miss Yuko picked me up. It's a coincidence that I was introduced to her by an acquaintance, but due to some strange combination of circumstances, I couldn't find her until the travel expenses were spent. When I was at my most destitute, she picked me up. It came to me and I became her employee to this day.”

Fourier and Kinomoto Sakura said this on the city bus. Others only thought it was a low-level salesman talking to an acquaintance and didn't pay much attention. The girl sat next to Fourier, facing the open window. Her breath, her warmth, mixed with her fragrance, entered the young man's nostrils.

"Just like you, Sakura, when you opened the book, you didn't give up on your mission even after the unexpected job change. The reason why we persist in our lives is that we have no sense of responsibility. When you are confused, think more about the reasons that drive you to persist. meeting……"

"never give up?"

"No, lie down more comfortably when reality knocks you down."

"Senior..." Sakura smiled helplessly and gently, "Senior Jeanne is right, you are really evil-minded."

"She also told you that if you say these words in front of me, I won't be angry, right?"

"Yes."

"Then say what you want. I'm the kind of person who doesn't care much about the age difference. It doesn't matter whether the girl is older or younger."

Fourier's words caused a strange misunderstanding in Sakura. She pressed her legs tightly together, folded her palms on her legs, and gently raised her body and moved away from Fourier.

45 minutes later, they got off the bus and took the subway. Just in time for Saturday, the subway was extremely crowded. Fourier people and tall horses made a space for the girl, but she was squeezed bit by bit by the weight of the crowd. In the end, Sakura had to push Fourier's chest with both hands to keep the last bit of distance... even though her head had been resting on the young man for a long time.

While waiting to get off the subway, they sighed in relief at the same time, held their knees and looked at each other with a smile, and quickly walked out of the subway station.

Fourier walked in front and went down a rather steep slope. When he turned around, he saw Sakura Kinomoto still standing there, staring in a certain direction.

"Sakura?"

The girl looked at Fourier as if reflecting. At this time, a gust of wind blew from the direction of Sakura. In the shadow of the swaying branches, her white skirt bloomed like a flower, and was quickly held down, but no one took care of it. Her hat slipped off her head, and her hair flew in the air with the petals.

In the intersecting space of the petals, Fourier saw a white hat rolling down and just reaching his feet. He picked it up and looked at Sakura again.

"Senior, I feel like there's something wrong there." Sakura pointed in a certain direction and said.

Chapter Observer

Fourier climbed up the hill and looked a few times in the direction of Sakura's finger. He turned back to look at his companions. Sakura shook her head, indicating that she had no evidence, just a feeling.

"Then go take a look." He made a decision.

The two of them walked around a long way and finally came to the place where Kinomoto Sakura felt strange. They found that there was a boarding school and a commercial street surrounding the school. Thanks to the students who were spending more and more freely, the commercial street had complete services and services. It looks incredibly prosperous.

"We'll start checking from the outside. First, we'll see if there's anything weird in the commercial street. If there's nothing weird, it'll probably be noon by then. After dinner, we'll go to the school to take a look."

"Senior, do you know anything about boarding schools?"

"This school is called Hong. It is a mixed school for boys and girls. When I was studying at Charlemagne Empire Middle School, they had exchanges with us. Moreover, they are one of the few who mix extraordinary beings with ordinary people. Generally speaking, the editing schools are separate.”

Fourier further explained: “Mixing extraordinary people with ordinary people to receive education will help shape the personality and outlook of extraordinary people, but on the other hand, it also brings risks to ordinary people.

You see, not everyone can restrain their own power, and not everyone has a gentle and kind personality. They use extraordinary power to seek so-called pretentiousness and establish a sense of superiority. They even want to use immature power to establish a unilateral relationship. There are many people who benefit their own lives, and ordinary people can easily become victims. "

"So how did Rainbow School resolve this matter?" Kinomoto Sakura asked.

"Perhaps there is a strict management system here. I have never heard of any big news happening around here, which proves that Hong School's management system is quite reliable."

The two of them walked around the commercial street while chatting. When it was time to eat, they chose a clean restaurant to sit down and watched the students walk out of the school gate one after another.

"What a coincidence."

A red shadow broke into Fourier's field of vision, and he saw Misuzu Kusakabe, the red-haired swordsman from Aka Ye's team, sitting naturally next to him holding a dinner plate.

Today, Misuzu Kusakabe is wearing a school uniform of red clothes and white skirt. She still wears white gloves on her hands. She goes up along the line of her shoulders. There are beads of sweat on her profile. She has no makeup on her face. Her red hair is draped behind her. The top of the head is simply tied with a white hair rope.

"It's quite a coincidence." Fourier nodded, "By the way, isn't it hot when you dress like this in summer?"

Even in summer, Misuzu Kusakabe wore a long skirt with a high neckline and her legs were wrapped in gray elastic stockings. It could be said that except for her face, she had almost no exposed parts.

"My tutor is like this, I'm used to it." The red-haired swordsman replied calmly, "I hope I didn't disturb your date."

If this was really a date, why did you sit here so indifferently?I really don’t know whether to say that you know too little about the world, or that you are too straightforward.Fourier thought a little funny.

"No, let me introduce you. This is Kinomoto Sakura, my colleague, a magician, and a companion who was involved in Akaya."

Fourier turned to Kinomoto Sakura: "And this is the swordsman I said I would team up with to find Kiana. He is as handsome as I described him, right?"

"Sir, please stop making fun of me. Is the girl you are looking for okay?"

"It's okay. She teamed up with Sakura that day, and both of them came back safely."

Under Fourier's introduction, Sakura Kinomoto and Misuzu Kusakabe got to know each other. They shared information about Akaya. The magician also mentioned the blue-eyed girl sealed in the crystal, saying that she was very dangerous according to divination. .

"It seems that you are professionals. I can trust you with my force."

Misuzu Kusakabe put the food into her mouth. It was obvious that her upbringing was very strict. Even her meal movements were meticulous, as if she were performing a ritual.

"By the way, your Excellency and Ms. Kinomoto are colleagues. You..."

Misuzu Kusakabe's eyes swept back and forth between Fourier and Kinomoto Sakura, and the expression on her face seemed to say, "Should you call the police if you discover a black-hearted organization that employs child labor?"

Kinomoto Sakura briefly explained the reason why she came here, the clues she got from Saitoshi Mea this morning, and the very unusual smell she detected from the boarding school, and the latter showed a clear expression.

"Sorry, I was rude and made assumptions," the red-haired swordsman bowed his head to the two Dimensional Office operators, "Do you have any means to sneak into the school?"

Fourier looked at Sakura and signaled her to quickly think of a solution using the all-powerful Sakura Cards. Sakura had lived up to his expectations, and the Card Magician was already a qualified tool person.

After digesting the meal, Kinomoto Sakura used small cards to shrink her and Fourier, hid them in Kusakabe Misuzu's palm, and entered the school grandly, then found a remote corner and used big cards to change them back.

"It's really interesting magic, but what would you say to people in school?" Kusakabe Misuzu asked.

Fourier looked at Sakura, who took out the Sakura card and looked left and right, then filled it into the card slot of the warhammer wand and hesitated.

"It's not always good to use magic on ordinary people," she raised her head, "Senior Fourier?"

"I understand. It's up to ordinary people to find a way to negotiate peacefully."

Kusakabe Misuzu looked down at this scene and replied in a calm tone: "You two are really good."

Misuzu Kusakabe and Sakura Kinomoto walked in front. They sneaked into the club to find a school uniform for the magician to put on. So Sakura temporarily became a first-year student of Hong School, Misuzu's relative and school girl, while Fourier Visit and study as Sakura's guardian.

Kusakabe Misuzu was chatting with Kinomoto Sakura along the way, sharing their experiences of becoming extraordinary beings. After learning that Kinomoto Sakura was a wild extraordinary being who unexpectedly found a job after opening a magic book and even taught a novice tutorial on her own, she was surprised to challenge He raised his eyebrows.

"I really can't say whether you are lucky or unlucky. I have received rigorous training to master Onmyoji and swordsmanship since I was very young. My father is the head of the Kusakabe family and has given me high expectations."

"That's why senior is so powerful."

"No, it's just a trivial achievement. I'm still far behind Mr. Fourier."

The red-haired swordsman looked at his white gloves: "But the Caobi family is too small, so small that I can do whatever I want. You should know that I wear white gloves to hide the five swords stored on my nails."

"I know."

"I took it from my clan. This is the rule of the Caobi family. Famous swords are only for the strong. The Caobi family has passed down seven famous swords from generation to generation. Half a century ago, a certain traitor defected to the Holy Province of the Forbidden Book Directory. I took away two of them. Even though she was a traitor, I was extremely fascinated by her power.

So I sharpened myself, defeated other tribesmen and collected five famous swords. Then I was kicked out of my home and came to live here. "

"Why were you kicked out?"

"I killed my father in a real sword duel. He was the holder of the last famous sword. They couldn't tolerate a little girl stepping on their heads. It just so happened that I also felt that the Caobi family was too small and wanted to To gain more power, I have to go to a wider world to experience it. So, I left with five swords."

"I'm sorry, Kusakabi-senpai, for asking a bad question." Sakura apologized.

"No, I don't regret killing my father, nor do I regret grabbing five famous swords and leaving home. This information is just my apology to you for getting to the bottom of it. The purpose is to let you know what I am like. people."

The magician could only laugh when facing the stereotyped red-haired swordsman. People who are too serious will occasionally trouble others. Fourier is more worried about the ethics of Misuzu Kusakabe. For the sake of powerful power, he can take action against his father. , and she still has no regrets at all. Under her calm, dignified, and upright appearance, this little girl is very angry inside.

"What about you, Mr. Fourier?" Misuzu Kusakabe turned back to look at Fourier, "After hearing the lady's secret, don't you have any ideas?"

"Why insist on exploring other people's secrets?"

The red-haired swordsman answered bluntly: "Because we have to fight side by side in the red night. Those monsters are okay. Each of the six black knights is an elite. At least they are not something that I, the immature, can handle. So I think trust is very important." .

You, Ms. Kinomoto, and Ms. Kiana you mentioned all know each other and know each other well, but I am just an outsider. If I want to better cooperate with you, I feel that I need to let you understand me and I understand you. "

"In other words, you want to change from an outsider to an insider?" Fourier joked.

"Sir, this joke is not funny. If you want to change the subject, it would be too clumsy."

Misuzu Kusakabe's violet eyes glanced at Fourier's weapon box: "You have a lot of secrets. My intuition tells me that these secrets of yours are very bad. You are like being possessed by an evil spirit, exuding an indescribable aura." The unhappiness of leaving things alone.”

"If it's as you said, Miss Kusakabe, can you help me exorcise the evil spirit?"

"It can't be done. I know that it is a unique evil spirit in the world, but fortunately, the evil spirit is possessed by a powerful swordsman. He can suppress the evil spirit himself." Misuzu Kusakabe took off her gloves, "Look. When I see you, I feel like my blood is boiling."

"Me too, Miss Caobi, there is one thing I must say. Ever since I saw your fighting posture, I have always wanted to see you. Whenever I think of you, my chest will beat loudly. This is fate. .”

Kinomoto Sakura looked at the two people who suddenly started talking about "love" at a loss. The awe-inspiring and sharp aura of a swordsman appeared in the corridor. The leaked magic power weaved into the wind, causing the large pieces of glass in the corridor to float. The window frame shook.

The magician saw in despair that the nail of Misuzu Kusakabe's index finger was shining with moisture, and Fourier's red crystal blade with the special effect of cherry blossom petals had already been pushed out a little, and she didn't understand how the two swordsmen said it. A fight suddenly breaks out.

Sakura released the wand, and the end of the warhammer's handle echoed heavily on the ground——

"That's enough," she said, giving up on herself. "Although I still don't understand your thoughts, I know you won't give up, but at least let's fight somewhere else. This place can't stand your troubles anymore."

The two swordsmen followed the magician's advice and moved to the old indoor basketball court in the school building. Normally no one would come here. Misuzu Kusakabe's sword strike...according to Fourier's habit, he regarded it as a severing blow. He took off the chain and pushed the door open.

Sakura closed the door nervously and looked around as if she had done something bad. She grabbed the warhammer wand with both hands in a defensive posture. The bright sword energy lit up the basketball court and her eyes. A cherry blossom fell to her. At the feet, it immediately turned into smoke and dissipated.

Misuzu Kusakabe did not rush to attack, but instead pulled out weapons one after another from the nails where the famous swords were stored: a jet-black tachi, a nodachi with flames on the blade, a kukri with a flash of electric arc, which could A mechanically deformed straight-edged sword and a demon sword exuding an ominous aura.

"Kokarasuma's heaven, the train cuts wide light, Tachibana Road snow thunder cuts, the plane cuts long light, the true hit·douji cuts Yasutsuna."

Misuzu Kusakabe introduced the Five Treasures of Kusakabe in turn, and held Raikiri in her hand. The spreading arc hit the ground, causing dust to fly. She looked at Fourier, and all five crystal blades popped out of the weapon box, floating in the air. Mid-air.

"Red, orange, gray, blue, green."

Fourier introduced them one by one and grabbed the cyan crystal blade in his hand. He casually told Kinomoto Sakura: "Sakura, watch carefully. If our fight exceeds the standard of making friends through martial arts, you can stop us."

What is the standard for making friends through martial arts? Who knows this? !

Before Sakura had time to ask, Misuzu Kusakabe advanced forward at high speed. Her blow to the young man's neck was blocked by the young man with one hand with a cyan crystal blade. She took a step back, and the lightning on the sword suddenly fired, heading straight for Fourier's body. face.

The young man's body was engulfed by the lightning. Sakura covered her eyes with the back of her hand. After a second or two, her vision began to recover. It wasn't until three or four seconds later that she settled down and saw Fourier standing intact, taking out the weapons from the weapon box. The spitted steel wires were woven into a network, trapping Fourier inside like a birdcage.

"interesting."

Misuzu Kusakabe changed her sword, and the train with flame attached to the blade slashed horizontally. The fire emblem took the lead in the air. Fourier removed the cage, and the crystal blade in his hand was knocked away by the flames before he could switch.

"Mr. Fourier?!"

Sakura held the war hammer and hurriedly wanted to help, but she saw Fourier stretching his body in mid-air, and the other four crystal blades flew over her head one after another. Sakura turned around and saw a big hole drilled into the wall behind her. , you can vaguely see a petite figure running away outside.

"Come up."

At this moment, the two swordsmen no longer looked like the militants they had just been. Fourier stepped on the crystal blade inserted into the ground and used the force to move forward. Misuzu Kusakabe chased after him, and the confused magician also carried the sword. Hammer ran out and chased him into the library.

Sand Chapter Red Night 2

Fourier felt the cross gazes cast on the group of them in the corridor. He secretly looked at the two companions. Kinomoto Sakura did not express anything, while Kusakabe Misuzu nodded. At this moment, the two swordsmen reached a consensus. .

They moved to the old basketball court on the pretext of a real sword duel. There was plenty of open space nearby, and anyone who peeked at them would have to be careful.As a result, observers still bear the risk of exposure and are attracted by the duel between the two.

Now is the time to catch him.

The young man looked at him from behind. The observer was very petite, wearing the same school uniform as Misuzu Kusakabe, with long gray-blue hair tied into twin tails. She should be a woman - there are so many monsters in this era, she might be a crossdresser. Jean Fourier was afraid to determine a person's gender based on body shape and appearance.

He didn't do anything outside. Just imagine, if a strange man pressed on top of a student of our school and said, "I got you," with a smile, the student struggled desperately under the strange man, crying in humiliation while saying, "No," Tears, anyone with a little bit of sense of responsibility would choose to call the police, so his innocent files would not be preserved.

So he let the fugitive go until he ran into the building. The fugitive ran into the library in a panic. The library was quiet and empty in the afternoon, which was a good time for Fourier to take action.

Fourier stepped into the library, and Misuzu Kusakabe appeared from behind and followed the escapees into the gap of the bookshelf. Sakura Kinomoto arrived a few seconds later and blocked the door. Fourier rushed straight to the window and saw Misuzu Kusakabe. The man who was driven away by Ling was about to break out of the window, but Fourier reached out to fish him out in mid-air and suddenly threw him on the table.