Yae Sakura!Beep!

Tiptoing back into the room, Hitomi gently closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be bad if Sakura knew that she stayed up late at night and ran out to accompany other girls.

My sister will probably be angry again because she stayed up late and went out to work hard for others.

She guessed, walked to the bed, ready to change clothes and go to bed.

Taking off the white dress, Hitomi, who has recently gotten used to sleeping without underwear, also tore off the pink cutie and the pure cotton panty from her body.

Under the bright and soft pale yellow light, the pupils of the whole body are exposed, only a pair of pure white knee-high stockings are left on the legs, but the skin exposed to the air is dazzlingly whiter than these stockings .

She sat on the bed, with one foot dangling danglingly, the other foot stepped on the edge of the bed, her round heel pressed against the bed sheet, forming layers of folds, Hitomi stretched out her thumbs, and her thighs The skin drew a seductive curve at the root of the stockings, which was gently hooked. With the movement of the hands, more charming and delicate skin was exposed to the light bit by bit.

After the stocking on the other foot was also taken off, Hitomi held the rolled stocking in the palm of her hand, rubbed it carelessly, threw it casually, and threw it on the ground.

Although the feeling of being completely tightly wrapped when wearing stockings is very comfortable, the refreshing feeling of breaking free when taking off the stockings is also quite relaxing.

Naked, Hitomi lay on the bed for a while, then stood up, picked up the nightgown on the bed and put it on her body.

Originally, Hitomi wanted to take a bath again before changing into her nightgown, but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it.

If Sakura noticed, Hitomi would have no good reason to explain, she was still a little afraid that Sakura would find out.

But anyway, there is no dust on her body, even if it does, with her ability, it is impossible to dirty her body. The reason why she wants to take a bath is just a girl's love of cleanliness. That's all, after thinking about it this way, Hitomi doesn't care.

Let's put the changed clothes in the room first, and wash them tomorrow when my sister goes out.

Thinking of this, Hitomi squatted down, picked up all the clothes on the ground, put them on the chair, and piled them up.

Then, she paused, and fumbled inside the pure white dress again with her hands.

"Almost forgot about this..."

It took a long time before Hitomi took out an exquisite card, on which was a picture of a person riding a horse with a rein, and a line of letters written underneath.

"Rider?"

Relying on the knowledge that came from nowhere in his mind, Hitomi, who got rid of the label of illiteracy, pronounced this word a little strangely.

This is what the rider means.

Recalling the purple-haired woman who summoned a pitch-black unicorn and launched a berserk attack on them, Hitomi understood something.

"Does this refer to that person's function?"

Suddenly, the excited pupil came, and she didn't feel sleepy anymore. She pushed the clothes on the chair to the ground again, and sat on it by herself.

Well, staying up late is a bad habit, so in order not to stay up late tonight, just stay up all night.

A faint white light appeared, thinking that tonight he might study the card in his hand carefully, and released the crystal ball containing the soul fragments, as well as the source fragments.

Since you don't plan to sleep yet, you can't waste the time here, let's continue the work of origin fusion.

It is not difficult for her to use one mind and two tasks. Besides, she does not need to look at the fusion of the source, but it is enough to maintain the fusion of the soul breaths of the two parties.

The increasingly obvious white light completely covered the entire card, estimating the energy consumption in his heart, the light in Hitomi's hand slowly dissipated.

Then, the cards in her hand changed from one to two.

These are two cards that are completely consistent from the basic constituent particles, to the circulation path of magic power, and even the information in Akasha's records—the information in this world may be called the root.

They also have the experience of turning into purple-haired women and then being killed and turning back into cards that fall into Hitomi's hands.

This is what I got after re-engraving it completely unreasonably, two identical cards.

Since it was for research, it was necessary to do some damage if it was uncertain. To be on the safe side, Hitomi used her own ability to completely duplicate an identical card.

She doesn't need to understand, it's like copying and pasting a piece of code in the computer. The person who made the order doesn't need to understand the meaning of the code, and the pupil who copied the card only needs to use ability to drive her To control the energy, it is enough to execute orders on the platform of the world.

Put one of the cards away and keep it safe, and Hitomi focused on the other same card.

Pure mental power followed her will to interfere with the card on a physical level.

The basic structure is divided into three layers. The front and back are just ordinary protective shells that contain magic power. They may also have the function of changing the appearance according to the magic power information, but it is not important.

In the middle is a ritual array full of magic paths.

It seems that this is the point.

No matter from any point of view, these are the characteristics of artificial objects, anyway, Hitomi has never doubted this.

These spells were stripped off one by one by her, and the void floated a few centimeters above the desk. At the same time, she also used her ability to fix the state of each spell, so as not to destroy the integrity of the spell inadvertently.

After counting 10 minutes, Hitomi finally finished what he was doing, looking like a brat who disassembled the TV at home out of curiosity.

She was also like that brat, looking at the table full of spells with question marks, she didn't even know how to recover them.

After all, Hitomi doesn't understand the so-called magic, so it's impossible for her to understand the function and meaning of these spells.

But that's okay, she's surrounded by two guys who know more than any magician.

"Hey~"

He casually picked up a ball of white fluff from the pillow on the bed, hugged it in his arms, and rubbed it vigorously.

"Get up! Lazy fox!"

She lowered her head, put it next to a pair of upturned fox ears, and whispered a few words.

The fur ball in his arms squirmed for a while, and then a small fox head popped out, looking at her in confusion.

Although he knows a lot, it doesn't look so reliable.

"Come on, help me see what these spells are for."

Hitomi ordered after knocking on the fox's head.

After all, it is the clone of the restraining force, and it is only on the surface if it is unreliable. As a primate unconscious spirit, Alaya turned his head and took a few glances, and then conveyed the corresponding information to Hitomi.

"Is this the construction technique of the magic dress?"

A strange noun was conveyed together.

"What is 'replacement' magic?"

Hitomi ruled out a lot of useless information and asked again.

"Can this simple basic magic do this kind of thing? Has it been developed to the extreme?"

Obviously Alaya didn't make any sound, but Hitomi seemed to be asking and answering it, the picture looked a little weird.

"I see. Is the card a tool to borrow power?"

After a long time, with the information given by Alaya, Hitomi came to such a conclusion.

So many questions can be answered.

As a prop to communicate power, the card fell into the mirror world for some reason, but it was linked to a huge source of magic power that God knows where, and was triggered without the user. Shape.

As for why the form of the card is so malicious, and the aura is so violent... it should have a lot to do with the source of magic power.

"Anyway, none of this has anything to do with me."

Shaking his head left and right, Hitomi concluded, not seeming to care much.

"By the way, what is the Seat of Heroes?"

She suddenly remembered that the information that had just been conveyed along with the information of the replacement magic, the Seat of Heroes, was the source of the card's ability to borrow power to replace it.

This time, Alaya didn't answer. After he glanced at Tong, he jumped back onto the soft pillow.

Before Tong Tong could open his mouth, Alaya kicked Gaia with his hind legs again, kicking Gaia, who had been nestled on top of the bed, out of the bed, and re-formed himself into a ball.

That appearance, as if saying "That thing is familiar, you ask it, don't look for me, I'm asleep", Hitomi was taken aback for a while.

She had no choice but to bend down and stretch out her hands to grab Gaia's neck, lifting him up from the ground.

"Pfft!"

Seeing Gaia's confused look just waking up, Hitomi couldn't hold back a chuckle.

"Wake up."

Shaking from side to side, looking at Gaia who was awake, she asked again.

"What is the Seat of Heroes? Do you know?"

Gaia, who is not as humane as Alaya, still looks a little dazed, and even turned his head to look at Alaya on the pillow several times.

However, it woke up quickly, and after hearing Hitomi's question, it immediately passed some information over.

"Heroic Spirit..."

Chewing on the word, Hitomi frowned.

"A hero after death or an existence condensed by faith..."

"The Seat of Heroes that was moved to the outside of the world, out of the timeline..."

She froze for a moment.

off the timeline...

Hitomi seemed to have thought of something, and she didn't make another sound, and Gaia was also held by her hand, motionless.

For a while, the room fell silent.

……

"There is only one card in my hand, it's still too few...Gaia."

After a long time, Hitomi said out loud.

"You said, would it be a little strange if I went to primary school with Ilya?"

Chapter 295 Day 26 The New Form of Hitomi

In the early morning, Sakura woke up from her sleep, pushed Higyomaru who was sleeping on her body, and got out of the warm bed.

Still tugging at her messy hair in a daze, Sakura walked to the door, slightly twisted the doorknob, and opened the door.

"Click!"

This is a very normal knocking sound.

"Good morning, sister!"

This is a very normal greeting.

There is a gentle voice in the softness, but because of the too immature timbre, it is extraordinarily soft, Sakura can even hear a little bit of slurred words unique to young girls.

"Ah, good morning... Hitomi."

Opening her eyelids slightly, what caught her eyes was a touch of pure white, and Sakura habitually said good morning.

"You woke up so early today..."

Sakura rubbed her eyes lightly and said.

"Uh, um..."

The petite white-haired girl shook her lovely fox ears, and responded unnaturally.

I didn't sleep all night, so it's not early.

Sakura put down her hand, and her vision became clearer, but she suddenly froze for a moment.

"Eh?"

She blinked, looked at the person in front of her with some astonishment, then raised her hand and continued rubbing her eyes.

"Eh?!"

Opening her eyes wide, Sakura let out a cry of surprise.

"It's so early in the morning, what's the noise..."

Hiyumaru, who was awakened by the conversation between the two of them, also got out of bed, walked behind Sakura, complained, and her head, which was about the height of Sakura's waist, came out from the side.

'Eh! '

Then, she also let out a cry of surprise.

"Good morning, Higyomaru-san."