I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Actually~ she's already late.

Kurumi subconsciously thought that the school hours for the higher school and the elementary school were the same.But, it's not.

That's why Emiya Shirou left early.

The reason why Kurumi didn't notice it was because Sakura had been late every day for so many days.

But...the favored have nothing to fear.

That lolicon head teacher wouldn't treat himself like that.

At that time, as long as you go to the office and mow meow meow a few times, you can fool the past.

The road is quiet.

This is just right, no one will get in the way of myself and my sister.

Sakura hugged Kurumi's arm a little closer.

Huhu——

Sister ~ ~ all belong to the taste of sakura.

Kuangsan was doted on, watching Sakura wave to him, and hopped into the campus.

The uncle of the guard seemed to have said something to Sakura, touched her little head and let her in.

Kuang San turned around and left, she still wanted to check on the Fuyuki Leyline.

···

The soft smile on her face faded little by little, Sakura turned sideways, changed her shoes, and walked towards the health room.

Obviously there is no expression, but it looks like a timid and weak look.

When the bell rang for the first get out of class, she said goodbye to the teacher in the infirmary abruptly, carried her schoolbag and returned to the classroom.

The girls looked at Sakura with sparkling eyes.

So bold~ Actually being late for more than a week in a row!

poke... poke...

A finger lightly poked Sakura's back.

Still familiar with the rhythm, Sakura was lying on the table holding the book, not wanting to care about the big-breasted hentai girl.

Nana puffed her cheeks and Sakura ignored me.

She stretched her hand forward and grabbed the placket of Sakura's back... and a belt.

Sakura only felt her chest tighten, her eyes widened, this... this familiar feeling, she subconsciously covered her chest with her hands.

Snapped--

Nana let go abruptly.

Sakura's chest swayed, and she turned back angrily. "Hentai, what are you doing!"

"Sakura ignores me." Nana said aggrieved.

call--

Sakura took a deep breath.

She can't care about children, she comforted herself. "What's the matter with me?"

Nana's eyes lit up and she began to share with Sakura.

However, there were some gossips about Sakura circulating in the class, or the lolicon head teacher didn't see Sakura biting a handkerchief and crying in the morning.

"No?" Sakura was a little angry, but she would be angry just because these things offended her so much.

"That..." Nanai hesitated.

"Say!"

"Actually, I'm done." She mysteriously took out a picture book from the drawer and handed it to Sakura.

Then he pulled a chair and sat next to Sakura, blocking the view of the others.

Sakura was still a little puzzled at first, and turned to the first page of the album.

Swah——

Sakura quickly rushed up from the neck with a touch of blood red.

this this this...

On the first page, he was lying on his back in the library with his red fruit.

And...and...this guy knows so much about himself, his body shape is exactly the same, and even the totem formed by the magic engraving on his back is perfectly reproduced.

"You you...you really are hentai!"

Sakura blushed.

"Shh-"