I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

The purple hair is soft and the body is small, always looking timid.

He is very timid, and whenever he finds that he is not around, he is always scared to tears.But at the same time, he is also very sensible and a little too precocious. Even if he is afraid, he will only silently pray for blessings and hope that he will go back sooner.

"cherry..."

Suddenly a little helpless, what if Sakura in this world is kidnapped by that red hair.

That's your own cat.

Kurumi quickened his pace, like a black ghost, drifting towards the Matou Mansion.

In the brilliance of the morning light, she came to the towering Western-style building again.

I didn't notice that kind of gloomy and abnormal feeling, and I didn't perceive the dense insect breath in the field of vision. It was like the most ordinary house, but it was a little too gorgeous.

Kurumi calmed down a little.

The worm in this world doesn't seem to be so disgusting?

But... Kurumi also noticed another thing.

There was no one in the Matou house.

"Excuse me." She said softly, and walked straight into the Matou mansion, seeing the door as nothing, and the figure of Kurumi like a ghost, so she walked in like this.

Everything in the mansion is new and well-organized, indicating that someone does live here.

Kurumi sniffed gently, and there was a faint floral fragrance in the reception room.

Sakura probably lives here, but it just happens to be away now.

With her fingertips lightly touching the wall, Kurumi walked up to the second floor. It seemed that it was easy to distinguish Sakura's room, so she carefully pushed open the door.

In a very simple room, the fragrance of flowers is even more fragrant, and there is a photo on the small dresser.

Kurumi sat on the stool and looked at the photo.

The little girl smiled slightly, wearing the school uniform of Hogquhara Academy.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuously, Sakura in this world is so cute." Kurumi's eyes shone brightly.

Although I always feel that something is wrong, I haven't remembered it for a while.

Kurumi rolled back and forth on the big soft bed.

"It's decided! It's up to Sakura's house!"

Chapter 3 Overturned, overturned, the world is always so unexpected [plus]

Speaking of Sakura, other than the tragic past, what will remind people.

Gentle, lovely, sister.

White, beautiful, soft.

It also has a human heart, and it looks soft.

"Hmm... Sakura." Kurumi rolled around on the bed holding the pillow, Sakura in this world should feel different.

If Sakura in this world was wearing an apron, with one hand on her thigh, she bent forward and put on a pitiful look.

The purple eyes are like autumn water, and the lips are pursed, and the bottom of the eyes is a large piece of skin like the first snow.

Then...

"Mi woo--" Like Sakura before, she curled her right hand, beckoned gently, and made a soft, soft voice.

Kurumi suddenly sat up from the bed.

"It's decided! Now go to the private Hogquhara Academy to find Sakura."

I don't know if Sakura in this world is good enough to lie, Kuangsan straightened the small photo album.

But... a girl like Sakura can only hold one person in her heart.

Kurumi clutched his skirt and jumped off the balcony.

She prefers to stroll like this when she is not in a hurry.Always walking in the shadows will give her an unreal dreaminess.

Because the curtains were drawn, the sun was pouring into the pale pink room, and the small photo was folded in the sunlight.

Sakura smiled faintly, not silent and cowardly, but rather sad.

Slim hands clasped together, pressing down on the skirt.On his right wrist is a red hair knot.

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At Heathrow Airport in London, a girl with black double ponytails is staring at the screen of flight departures.

She was wearing a red top with long sleeves.

The pure black pleated skirt and black lacquered socks depict the perfect absolute realm on the slender legs.

The clothes that are close to the skin outline quite graceful lines, although it is a little barren, but for a girl of this age, it is still at a level that can be forgiven.

Tohsaka Rin put his hands on his thighs and let out a long breath.

It looks a little slender, but it has a very masculine and heroic flavor.