My Origin is Your Wife

Under the neatly trimmed bangs is a pair of regular facial features and a petite face, which makes people instantly think of the daughter of a rich family.

She obviously looks like such a delicate girl, but her eyes are exquisite and sharp, and there are abnormal spirals in them.

Red...cyan shaft.

A magic eye named "Twisted".

But at this moment, she is not trying to smash anything, but to use the additional ability of her spiritual vision.

She saw something hiding in Mayuzuka's house.

Stretching her slender legs, Asakami Fujino wanted to erase all existence that might be unfavorable to Sakura.

buzz-

There was an abnormal vibration in her chest, and she frowned.

Stretching his hand into the chest of his pajamas, Asakami Fujino pulled out his phone to look at the incoming call message, and then pressed the answer button.

"Miss is home." The voice of the little maid came from the phone.

"I understand, I'll be right back." Asakami Fujino looked in the direction of Yumizuka Mayzuki's house, and flicked his hand on the mottled wall of the alleyway.

She turned away.

···

I dreamed that I fell into the world of fairy tales, where the house smelled like pudding, the river smelled like strawberry, and the mountains smelled like chocolate.

When a finger touches something, it will shatter and become a candy all over the place.

Sakura lay on the clouds looking at the warm sun in a daze.

By the way, the clouds are big balls of cotton candy.

The body sank into the clouds, and the cotton candy covered his face.There was a sweet fragrance in front of him, but it became more and more difficult to breathe.

"Uuuuh..."

Sakura struggled and woke up from the weird dream, gasping for breath.

Asakami Fujino hugged Sakura in his arms, smiling peacefully.

"Good morning~ Sakura."

"Sister...Sister!" Sakura, who realized what happened, was dissatisfied and shy, her cheeks glowed with a lovely pink.

"I told you not to...don't wake me up like this again, it's no fun to suffocate." Sakura pretended to be fierce. "If my sister does this again next time, I will ignore my sister."

"Oh?" Asakami Fujino showed a pity look, stretched out his hand and pinched Sakura's face.

"But Sakura's sleeping face is so cute, I accidentally hugged her in my arms."

"It's...cute or something." He hesitated, Sakura's eyes were like flustered deer.Just suddenly, she noticed Asakami Fujino's gaze.

——The right hand that I wrapped up with gauze.

He wanted to hide his right hand behind his back, but it was too late, and his wrist was caught by Asakami Fujino.

Sakura is mentally prepared to be held accountable by her sister.

Asakami Fujino held Sakura's hand and breathed lightly. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Sakura was a little at a loss.

"Sakura." Asakami Fujino suddenly showed a somewhat complicated expression, holding Sakura's palm. "You have to remember, if it hurts, you have to cry."

Although I don't quite understand why my sister's expression is like that, but it should be a long story.

Sakura wrapped her arms around Asakami Fujino's waist, rubbing her little head. "I understand."

"Okay~ Hurry up and go to school, tell me or your sister Shiki if you have anything to do." Slapping the girl's upturned butt lightly, Asakami Fujino drove away Sakura.

"Well, I know!" Sakura rolled over and got off the bed a little bit annoyed.

When did my sister also learn this trick?It must be the old aunt Cang Qicheng who taught her sister badly, and she was full of cherry.

call--

Asakami Fujino sat on the bed and sighed softly.

The sun was streaming down the palm of her hand, and she felt a little warm. She looked at the sun outside the window.

It seems that I have to ask Shi, what happened in Kyoto recently.

She didn't want to intervene at first, but if it affected Sakura, she had to take care of it.

···

Normal morning, normal school, Sakura sat in her seat and gently turned the pen.

The girls in the same class greeted her with a smile, and at the same time asked what happened to Sakura's right hand with concern.

Sakura agreed one by one, but her gaze stayed on the empty seat in front right.

May seat of Yumizuka.

Obviously already mentally prepared, but Sakura still finds it a bit difficult to accept.