My Origin is Your Wife

Otherwise, why can you notice the abnormality in your own home?

Why can you arrive at the critical moment?

The girl held her hands on the skirt, and lowered her head shyly.

Yumizuka-san is... also awesome.

But sure enough, Asakami is also awesome!

However... Yuko Onodera lowered her head dejectedly when she thought of the beautiful scenery that appeared in front of her before.

As far as the current situation is concerned...I probably think too much.

She quickened her pace and followed.

It takes about an hour to walk from the apartment building of "Xinchuan" to Asakami's house. In addition, I also brought a bottle of oil, and the time will be extended.

The night sky took on a gloomy color, and the maid walked ahead with Sakura on her back.

The night view of Kyoto unfolds in front of you, and the vending machines placed on the side of the street stand there quietly, like dividing lines dividing streets or towns.

She glanced at the girl following behind her.

The girl pursed her lips tightly, her face was pale, and her hands and feet almost lost all color.

It's still the end of February.

Although it looked warm during the day, it was still very cold at night, and her thin dress really couldn't bear it.

The maid lady didn't say anything, she just carried Sakura carefully, and lifted Sakura up again.

The girl's body was so soft that she leaned on her back.

···

The little lady's gentle, subtle breath blew between her neck.

The tips of the soft hair fell down, making the maid a little itchy.

The maid smiled.

The distance between her and the little lady is so close.

The corner of the maid's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Stopping in front of the vending machine, she turned and looked at Yuko Onodera.

The girl was shivering from the cold, but kept silent.

The maid admired her a little bit.

"Buy some warm stuff to warm your body." She spoke softly to outsiders, which is rare.

Yuko Onodera gritted her teeth and nodded.

There is nothing strange such as "Strawberry Oden", just ordinary hot milk tea, and Yuko Onodera bought three cans.

Wanting to hand it to the maid, the maid shook her head and refused, gesturing to Sakura behind her.

Yuko Onodera watched enviously, lowered her head and sipped.

"Let's go after drinking, there is still half of the way." The maid looked at the roadside buildings and said softly.

"Ah."

Suddenly, the maid seemed to feel something, and she tilted her head to look at the end of the street. "Don't worry, someone is coming to pick us up."

A black car that was identical to the one that was crushed before came from the end of the street and slowly stopped in front of the maid.

Opening the car door, Asakami Fujino sat in the back seat with a tired face.

Signaling Yuko Onodera to sit in the co-pilot seat, the maid lady carefully handed Sakura into Asakami Fujino's arms, and she suddenly didn't dare to look directly into Missy's eyes.

Fortunately... the eldest lady is now focusing on the young lady, and the maid secretly rejoices.

"That guy... ran away." Asakami Fujino whispered.

"Ran?"

"Well, run away."

Listening to the following conversation, Onodera Yuko's heart was about to twitch, after all, the target of that monster was herself.

"And..." Asakami Fujino's voice suddenly sank. "I've seen it all."

Suddenly, the maid's heart skipped a beat.

"You kiss Sakura..."

thumping—

The maid's heart was beating wildly.

"You kiss Sakura's forehead." Asakami Fujino lowered his head, stroking Sakura's hair. "What are you talking about, can you tell me?"

"Your wish runs through my will." The maid looked at Asakami Fujino nervously.

"That's good." Asakami Fujino hugged Sakura in his arms, and buried his head in Sakura's neck. "Continue to protect Sakura."