Yae Sakura!Beep!

"Rin, stop talking about this..."

"Farewell...farewell...sister..."

"don't want……"

Listening to Rin's words, Sakura couldn't control her emotions anymore, she hugged Rin tightly.

"Sister...you must...become an outstanding shrine maiden..."

In the ear, Rin's hoarse voice gradually became weaker.

Like her breathing, like her heartbeat, so faint that she couldn't feel it.

"Don't leave me alone...if even you go..."

"stern!!"

In the suffocating room, the only sound left was the cry of a girl.

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PS It is said that every few chapters are written to death...Will someone abandon the book...

Chapter 23, Chapter 22: An Encounter Under the Cherry Blossoms

The chirping of cicadas under the scorching heat doesn't seem too noisy in this quiet Yae Shrine.

Hitomi is still trapped in that small 'box' world, as usual, she stays inside, passing the boring time through the wall where she can observe the outside world.

Perhaps it shouldn't be called the "box" world anymore, and in these four years, Hitomi finally knew that the place she was in was inside the spiritual knife named Sakura Fukixue.

That's right, four years have passed since that sacrifice.

Staying in the Sakura Fuki that was enshrined in the main hall, Hitomi looked at the simple decorations around him, and then turned his gaze to the entrance of the main hall.

In an open space outside, a young girl in a priestess costume with bare armpits was standing. Her long pink hair was floating, her blue pupils were slightly opened, and a dagger of the same color as hers was worn on her waist. , with his left hand on the scabbard, and his right hand on the hilt, holding it empty.

A gust of wind blows, and a few leaves fall from the sky.

The sakura-colored light flashed by, and in an instant, the girl had already crossed a distance of nearly ten meters. Her body bowed slightly, and the sword, which had been half out of its sheath at some point, slowly retracted.

——!

The inaudible voice seemed to come from the heart. Looking back, those few leaves had all been split in two, lying on the ground, very miserable.

"call……"

Slowly heaving a sigh of relief, the girl's forehead was already covered with sweat.

She stood up straight, let go of the hilt of the sword, walked aside, picked up the broom placed by the door of the main hall, went up and swept the remains of leaves that she had spoiled during sword practice to the grass on the side.

The practice of witches belongs to practice, and the clean environment of this shrine should not be dirty.

My sister is amazing!

He kept staring at the girl's steadfast pupils, and was not stingy with his praise.

Four years have passed, and Hitomi has watched Sakura grow up almost all the time, from a frizzy little girl to the gentle Yamato Nadeshiko, from a weak girl who wants to hold a sword with both hands Li, became the present Miko-sama who raised her hand with superb sword skills, every bit of her hard work was seen by Hitomi.

Although she has a gentle personality, Hitomi can only see that posture when Sakura is alone. When she faces the villagers of Yae Village, she always has an expressionless face.

By the way, when Sakura sometimes pays homage to Hitomi and Rin's graves under the cherry blossom tree on the mountain, Hitomi can always see her gentle side in the Sakura blowing snow on her waist, which is so tender that it makes people feel distressed.

Hitomi only found out about Rin's death during a memorial ceremony. If it wasn't for Sakura who sometimes took Sakura Fubuki out and was enshrined in the main hall, Hitomi could only be in a daze with Sakura Fubuki in the main hall.

Perhaps only Sakura would be so unscrupulous and run around with the spirit knife that was supposed to be enshrined in the main hall all day long.

And the sword she is wearing now is named Dan Ying, it is just an ordinary sharp sword, on weekdays, as the shrine maiden who guards Yae Village, Sakura uses this sword to drive away all the beasts in the surrounding forest Yes, I usually use this Danying to practice swords.

As for Sakura Fubuki, as a spiritual knife enshrined in the shrine, it is also a ritual knife. In addition to being placed on the offering platform for people to pay homage, it is also used in various sacrifices in the village.

Speaking of sacrifices, Hitomi remembered that Sakura has presided over no fewer than four or five sacrifices in the past four years.

From resistance, fear, and even disgust at the beginning, to indifference, indifference, and even initiative later.

From stranger to familiarity, the more she pays attention to Sakura's changes, the more worried Hitomi becomes.

She knew that there was something wrong with Sakura's posture.

But she couldn't help it.

Because in this world within Sakura Fubuki, she seemed to be completely sealed, without any energy recovery.

What it was like when I woke up four years ago is how it is now.

She can only watch and listen to the development of the situation, but has no way to influence the outside world at all.

During the sacrifice, Hitomi could sometimes see, like an illusion, the dark emotions flashing through Sakura's eyes.

Hitomi had hoped that Sakura would gradually forget that sad past, but she also knew a truth.

Maybe time can heal all scars, but time can also make people degenerate and sink.

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In front of the shrine, Sakura who practiced sword under the torii finally stopped.

The slightly revealing priestess costume was almost soaked, and her loose pink hair was also covered with sweat, which was tightly attached to her back, which was extremely wet and uncomfortable.

"Huh...huh..."

After taking a few breaths, Sakura raised her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She squeezed the neckline under her neck with a little discomfort. The sweaty body was indeed pleasing to the eye, but the person involved would not Think so.

Girls, after all, still like to be fresh and comfortable.

But for so many years of practicing sword day and night, Sakura has already gotten used to it, she looked at the sky, and it will be more than half an hour until noon.

After carefully counting the time, Sakura ran to the back room of the shrine, and took out a stack of clothes and a small water basin from it.

She walked out of the shrine and went straight to somewhere in the back mountain.

There, there is a hidden stream.

There are a few tall cherry trees around it, and the upstream and downstream of the stream don't know where it leads. The surrounding area is also quiet, and there seems to be no trace of animals coming to drink water.

When Sakura found this place for the first time, she fell in love with it.

I have to say that this is indeed a great place to take a bath.

Putting all the clothes she was using to replace on a stone, she paused, then untied the shimenawa tied around her waist and the red cherry blossoms she wore together, and put them on the side of the stone, Picking up the basin, Sakura walked towards the stream.

As she walked, she took off her clothes.

Undoing the thin bands that bound the sleeves on both hands, the two sleeves fell off, she untied the cloth strips wrapped around her neck and the wide and long belt, and the feeling of untying made Sakura breathe a sigh of relief.

Sakura lifted off the loose miko costume that had lost its belt, and there was nothing covering it inside.

The short skirt, which barely covered half of her thighs, fell to the ground along with the maiden costume. Sakura just sat by the stream wearing only a small obscene dress and a pair of knee-length stockings.

At this time, Sakura's tall figure and full chest were revealed just now.

Biyu Nianhua, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, was as mature as a juicy peach waiting to be picked.

She curled up her slender legs, and gently pushed down the white stockings, which were slightly sweaty, with two index fingers.

He took off the stockings, revealing his tender white jade feet. Without the protection of the stockings, his ten crystal clear and lovely toes curled up uncomfortably.

Throwing the stocking back casually, Sakura stood up, picked up the water basin and walked towards the center of the stream.

The cool water flowed by, washing away all the exhaustion and sweat from practicing swords all morning, Sakura squinted her eyes comfortably.

She scooped up a small basin of clean water and poured it on her head, washing away the sweat stains on her body.

"Hmm~"

The cool feeling made Sakura couldn't help moaning softly.

Coupled with the cherry petals that have been falling all around, it is really shockingly beautiful.

While washing her body intently, suddenly, Sakura saw traces of bright red color flowing in the stream not far away.

"Blood?"

Looking at the bright red, Sakura's blue pupils widened in surprise.

That is, a girl in a fancy dress.

Comatose.

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PS Well, there will be no meow meow meow here, only humiliating meow slaves. After reading the last chapter, I was a little relieved. I am afraid that everyone will not be able to stand it. This is just the beginning.

PS It is said that this chapter is a bit frightening at the end, won't it be thunderous?

PS By the way, everyone says you want to eat candy, so in the next chapter, I will show some of my skills in female band mixing.

Episode 24 Episode 23 Falling Cherry Kallen Kaslana

'Look! '

'My knights! '

'We have found a way to defeat the Black Death and God's punishment!This method... can even defeat the Supreme God! '

Among the crowd in black robes, a young girl was bound.

'Come and witness!This is the power that can overcome God! '

The leader held a box in his hand. He held a pitch-black crystal and buried it in the girl's chest. The girl seemed to be in great pain. Her body began to distort, her skin became pale, and she gradually changed from the human form to that of a human. Go in the direction of the monster.

How could this be!

Looking at the sinful scene in front of her, the anger in her heart ignited.

She rushed up, snatched the black box from the leader's hand, and took out a pistol from under her clothes.

'I will never give the box back to you guys! '

For a moment, the scene was chaotic, and everyone took out their weapons and aimed at her, the most outstanding fighter in the organization.

After a fierce battle, she was the only one left standing.

Almost exhausted, she panted and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly there was an enemy who was not unconscious behind her and raised her pistol.

boom!

In the last impression, she had fallen into the sea.

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"!!"

Opening her eyes suddenly, the white-haired girl woke up from her nightmare memories, and in front of her was a strange ceiling.

"are you awake?"

A gentle female voice sounded next to her ears. She knew this somewhat unfamiliar language, and it was probably somewhere in the Far East.

She propped herself up and looked around, the pink-haired girl in front of her was holding a bowl full of dark viscous liquid, and holding a spoon in one hand, she approached her lips, as if she wanted to feed her.

"Snapped!"

Subconsciously, she patted the pink-haired girl's hand away, and the white-haired girl frowned slightly. She looked at the girl in the maiden costume in front of her with some vigilance.

"Ugh! It hurts..."

However, perhaps because of the excessive movement, the white-haired girl's left arm suddenly felt a sharp pain, and she just remembered that she seemed to have been shot in the left arm.

"Don't move around! Otherwise the wound will open."

The hand holding the spoon was slapped away, and the medicinal juice in the spoon splashed all over the floor.