I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Every inch of the silky silk was almost in contact with the skin, and even the traces of the underwear straps could be clearly seen from the back.

Following the soft curve of the back, a small hole was opened behind the tailbone, and the dexterous tail was constantly wagging.

I wanted to surprise my sister, yes, but I didn't want to play such a shameful PIay.

Sakura raised her head and stared at Kurumi with big teary eyes.

The small mouth is shriveled, as if suffering a lot of grievances.

"But I think it looks good." Kurumi picked up Sakura and put Sakura on his lap.

Sakura's long hair has a bright purple color, and it smells like lavender.

That one sentence blocked all Sakura's words.

Sis... Sis likes it.

If my sister wants, I can let Sakura do anything, even if my sister wants to play bigger, Sakura can accompany her.

She could only shrunk her shoulders and lowered her head.

Kurumi looked at the traces of the rope under the clothes on Sakura's back, and pulled it up in dissatisfaction.The quality of the elastic band was very good, Sakura's breathing suddenly stopped, and her pupils contracted instantly.

Before Sakura could react, Kurumi let go.

Snapped--

With a crisp sound, Sakura covered her chest with her hands.

"Sister!" She scolded in dissatisfaction.

"Well, okay, okay, stop playing." Kurumi continued to comb Sakura's hair.

She grabbed Sakura's little hand. "Come on, Mi one~"

"Nya!" Sakura snapped.

Medusa, who was sitting across from Sakura, silently lowered her head and covered her nose.

Kurumi licked Sakura's tail.

Sakura's shadow seems to be a little different from his own, but there are some things in common.

At least one's own shadow probably can't do the magic of turning into a cat's tail and cat ears and feeling it.

It feels like something out of a mile.

Sakura almost fell softly into Kuangsan's arms, her tail stiffened into a lump.

After finally tidying up, Sakura dragged her already weak body, and Kurumi was ready to go out.

I always feel that... as long as I step out of this door, the image I have spent so many years building in Illya's heart will all be destroyed.

Playing games on the sofa with bare thighs, Mo Yusan watched the backs of Kurumi and Sakura leaving, always feeling like he forgot something.

"Want to play with Medusa?" She poked Medusa.

scare--

Medusa looked up sullenly. "Okay... okay."

Halfway through the game, Mo Yusan suddenly thought--

If I let the main body play with Illya, that doesn't mean... I take the risk of being played by the main body, and give the class card to Illya to brush up the friendliness.Is it directly sent to the main body for harvesting?

Just a wedding dress...

"Uuuuu..." Mo Yusan groaned.

Medusa looked at her worriedly. "What's wrong?"

The fish fell into Medusa's arms three times.

"Woooooo, I...I'm happy."

She rubbed it, in this society of free labor, only this human heart can make people feel a little warm.

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Wearing the clothes that were almost ashamed of PIay, Sakura kept looking at the intersection, for fear that someone would see it.

The sun was not very big, but she felt as if she had been thrown under the stove, sweat dripped from her body, and the hand that held Kurumi was moist.

The more nervous, the delicate sweat beads ooze out little by little, dyeing the clothes. The clothes that were already tightly lined have been completely glued to the girl's skin, and it seems that even the navel and waistline can be seen.

Kurumi started out a little too much.

But... that shy and timid look is really cool.

Kurumi rubbed Sakura into his arms.

She was not afraid that someone would see her. Before she went out, she had used the [Dispel Idlers] technique, defined by Illya, to drive away all the irrelevant people nearby.

Sakura is her own treasure, and although Kurumi wants to see Sakura's cute look, she also wants to monopolize her.

But Sakura doesn't know~

"Sister..." It's too shameful to be like this on the street, but compared to hugging with my sister, this shame seems to be nothing.