My Origin is Your Wife

"You're so weak, it's good to be able to resist more beatings."

The emotion that finally rose in Yumizuka Wuyue's heart was shattered in an instant.

but...

She obediently let the two rituals handle it.

"I'm very glad."

His crimson eyes stared blankly at Ryoji's ankles.

Yumizuka May was already very lucky.

If it wasn't for my own accident...it is impossible for me to get so close to Sakura.

There are many boys and girls who have confessed to Sakura, but Sakura politely rejected them in the end.

original...

I should be one of them too.

Yumizuka Itsuki blinked her bright eyes.

At least, I have hugged Sakura and held Sakura's hand.

She smiled little by little.

The two rituals of wiping her stopped suddenly, and she looked at the warm smile on the corner of Gongzuka Wuyue's mouth.

It's over, this kid won't be beaten stupid! ?

part.38 This maid is a bit crumbly

The black car drove smoothly and quickly in the night.

Sakura nestled in the arms of the maid, her little head nodded lightly, looking sleepy.

It wasn't long before she woke up from the state where her soul was withdrawn, but her body still felt extremely sleepy.

only...

Think back to what you saw.Sakura couldn't help shaking her body, she only felt her pulse beating wildly, her blood seemed to be boiling, and even her nerves felt a pain like a rupture.

As if there was something.Inky, hopeless stuff.It drilled out from the deepest part of this body little by little, and then smiled maliciously at the world.

The faint dizziness that was clearly on the verge of recovering before had flared up again at this moment.

Suddenly, Sakura's consciousness was blurred.

Sakura "see" saw——

Shiki-san, who is covered in torn wounds, falters, and has blood splattered on her gorgeous kimono.

She stood in a pool of blood, holding a broken sword in her hand.

The dark red blood was smeared, and the suffocating smell of blood permeated the dirty dark alley.

The limbs scattered on the ground seemed to be still squirming vaguely, Sakura looked at the jet-black hair in the pool of blood, and suddenly suffocated.

Standing in a pool of blood, the two rituals opened their kaleidoscopic blue magic eyes.

A demonic eye called "The Demonic Eye of Immediate Death", a demonic eye that kills everything.

Sister Shi looks at herself...

Do not! ! !

It's something behind me.

Sakura sees...

Sister Shi's eyes reflected a pair of iridescent vertical pupils.

···

"Miss!!!" The panicked voice of the maid lady, and the gentle touch of her cheeks awakened Sakura from the nightmare.

Sakura gasped for breath in small mouthfuls, still feeling suffocated.

His fingertips were trembling, and his whole body was cold.

thumping—

There was only the sound of the beating heart in my ears.

The maid lady hugged Sakura deeply in her arms, caressing Sakura's back constantly, warming Sakura with her embrace.

"Miss." She called over and over again in Sakura's ear.

Sakura regained consciousness.

The maid's cheeks were almost touching Sakura's cheeks.

"It's okay... Shigure-sister." Sakura murmured softly, resting her chin on the maid's shoulder. "It's all right."

She "saw" it, and sister Shi had already settled the matter.

The black car drove quietly in the city under the night, and Sakura sat in the arms of the maid, looking at the jagged buildings passing by on both sides of the street.