I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Bazette's pupils constricted.

Is it a permutation magic?Or more advanced, the technique of space.

Just thinking of the girl's golden bell, Bazette had a bold guess in his heart.

--time.

But...why didn't she feel the magic overflowing?

Is the surgery buried in the body?

Bazette stared at the pale, soft skin and delicate collarbone in front of him.

Kurumi raised his shoulders slightly, and Bazette was puffing on her chest, a little itchy.

She whispered in Bazette's ear. "Sister Bazette~ How long are you going to stay in someone's arms?"

Swah——

Bazette's earlobes warmed, and his eyes flickered. "Lord..Master, let me down."

After finally reaching the ground with his toes, Bazette stared at the floor, his cold face a little confused.

The mischievous hand supported her ass, and rubbed it by the way.

Bazette has never encountered such a thing. This is different from what is written in the knight's novel. There is no reason for the princess to hug the knight.

Kuang San looked at Bazette with a smile, and deliberately raised his hand and shook it in front of Bazette.

Bazette pursed his lips and looked away.

Kurumi smiled.

ya ya ya~

Sure enough, this look is the most interesting.

I thought that the executor would not be shy.

She looked at the dimly lit cave, because it was daytime, and the device driven by magic power did not start to operate, and there was no one on the bottom floor for the time being.

Bazette looked at the girl's slender and well-proportioned legs and white feet, and thought of the previous problem again.

"Master...Master." Echoes echoed leisurely in the empty underground space.

Listening to that voice, Bazette felt more and more dry in his throat.

"What's wrong? Sister Bazette." Kuang San put his hands behind his back, stood on tiptoes, and turned around lightly.The huge clock behind it also turned.

Bazette hesitantly covered the two thin pieces of fabric in his swimsuit, looking at Kurumi in the same swimsuit outfit, although he was no better than himself.

"Master, don't you plan to... dress up like this to recycle the class card."

"Hey~ But in the game, those girls don't wear very much." Kurumi smiled.

"You...game." Bazette almost choked on a mouthful.

She looked at Kurumi bitterly, waiting for Kurumi to give a normal answer.

"Hey, you're joking." Kurumi said with a smile, and Bazette let out a long sigh of relief.

Kurumi held Bazette's round shoulders with both hands, with a teasing smile. "Of course I can't get into trouble with that guy dressed like this~"

Looking at the girl's mischievous smile, Bazette suddenly felt an ominous premonition and panic.

Also, what Kurumi said was... me?

Kurumi let go of his hand and spread his arms, revealing a large area of ​​his snow-white skin.

Then, the shadow behind her wriggled like a living thing, and the black and red shadow spread like a cloak, covering Kurumi's delicate body.

Snapped--

Kurumi snapped his fingers, the shadow faded like a tide, and the swimsuit on the girl had turned into a black and red gothic dress.

[Shenwei Lingzhuang·Sanfan].

Bazette is really about to cry now.

"Then...then I..."

"Sister Bazette just needs to watch the 'I' performance." Kurumi held Bazette's hand, and the pale pink surgery was fully unfolded under his feet.

Mirror Realm Corridor?

Bazette stared at his feet.

But... just watching Kuangsan's performance, how is that possible.

herself, but her knight.

In an instant, the mirror flipped, as if the world had been distorted.

It's just that this time the process was extraordinarily long, and Bazette held the warm and soft hand tightly and began to lift the state.

It doesn't matter if there is no executor's attire, and it doesn't matter if you don't have a backlight sword.

Your body is the best weapon.