My Origin is Your Wife

Look at those eyes.

bang-

The black umbrella fell to the ground.

Holding the girl's slender waist, the maid did not dare to move.

All she knew was that her breathing was getting heavier.

Sakura slowly raised her head, her eyes blank.

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Sakura's childish and soft voice completely broke down the maid's psychological defense.

"call--"

"Everything about Shiyu belongs to you."

"My little lady." The maid wrapped her arms around Sakura's waist, lowered her head, and whispered in Sakura's ear.

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But she suppressed it, suppressing all thoughts that shouldn't exist.

The maid smiled.

Obviously there was a madness in her heart that would tear the little lady apart, but she suppressed everything.

Originally... thought it would be difficult.

Originally... I thought that the "reversal impulse" could only be released through drugs or similar impulses.

But this time...

The ring was around the waist of the young lady, but the maid suddenly felt that it was nothing more than to calm herself down.

what is the reason?

Probably... because I am the maid of the little lady, this is enough.

I just think the girl is so adorable.

The maid hugged Sakura.

The indigo eyes are full of tenderness and pampering.

At the door, the girl leaning against the wall.

Her eyes were wide and her head was blank.

The girl's mind seemed to have received a huge shock in an instant, and she even wanted to draw a book to suppress her shock.

she was thinking...

If it was me who hugged Asakami-san... how good would it be?

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The sharp sound outside, like the sound of a blade scraping glass, never stops.

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The girl wobbled.

It fell as if the thread was broken, and was hugged by the maid.

Sakura fell into a coma.

The maid grabbed Sakura's hand and hugged her horizontally.

Sakura was in a trance.

If my sister knew...

You must be angry.

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My sister will definitely beat herself.

If Asakami Fujino saw it, he would definitely be angry.

only...