My Origin is Your Wife

Yumizuka Wuzuki clasped her hands a little awkwardly, her slender knees bumped lightly.

"A glass of water is fine."

The maid walked to the next door with ease, and after the maid left, the brows of the two ceremonies eased a little.

Not that I hate it, but——

The head maid of Qianshen's house is very much like the future in his own eyes.

A future without Sakura...a future of murderers.

"How is Sakura?" Frowning slightly, Ryoji looked at Aozaki Orange.

Aozaki Chengzi didn't speak, but took off her glasses silently.

The moment she took off her glasses, Aozaki Touko seemed to be a different person in the eyes of Yumizuka Wuyue, and her soft and beautiful figure seemed to have become cold and alienated in an instant.

She looked down at Sakura, and blue lines bloomed in her eyes little by little.

Layers upon layers of blue lines filled the eyes in an instant, Aozaki Touko grabbed Sakura's hand, and his gaze swept over like an instrument.

"How?" The two rituals asked again.

"It's nothing serious. No...it should be said, it's very good." Aoqi Chengzi's voice was cold, but the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

Ryoichi watched Aozaki Touko silently, waiting for her answer.

"Does Shiki know magic circuits?" Aozaki Touko sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed.

The slender legs hanging from the edge of the bed showed a seductive curve full of temptation, and they swayed slightly with her movements.

The two ceremonies frowned.

She knew that it was the innate aptitude of a magician.

"Sakura's aptitude is very good." Aozaki Touko caressed Sakura's forehead. "No... Maybe it should be described as monster."

"This heterogeneous magic circuit is the second largest and most sophisticated I have ever seen."

Aozaki Touko remembered that witch.

Speaking of which... that guy hasn't seen Sakura for a long time.

Ryoichi stared at Aozaki Touko. Once this guy fell into the magician's world, he would always say troublesome and incomprehensible things.

"Well." Aozaki Chengzi looked at him.

"Let's put it this way, if the magic circuit is roughly regarded as qualifications, I have nearly thirty, and Sakura has... more than seventy."

Aozaki Touko happily shook her legs.

The best thing is to let Shi understand that Sakura's aptitude for becoming a magician is excellent, and then come to this Jialan Hall to learn magic with her, instead of practicing some kind of sword with a knife.

"At the same time, the scale and precision of that heterogeneous circuit are beyond the comprehension of ordinary magicians."

"If the clock tower discovers Sakura's aptitude, maybe it will take Sakura back to refine the descendants' bloodlines for those monarchs under the name of "seal designation". "

"They dare." A fierce aura suddenly burst out from Liang Yi's body, so frightened that Gong Zhong Wuyue's legs almost gave way and fell.

Aozaki Chengzi smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth. "Indeed...they dare not."

"What's wrong with Sakura, the ordinary body can't supply the power that the heterogeneous soul needs." Aozaki Chengzi explained to the two rituals. "In order to replenish strength—"

"The switch of the magic circuit has been turned on."

"Relax, this level of fever is absolutely normal for a magician who has opened the magic circuit."

"Sakura just needs to sleep well and replenish her strength."

Yumizuka Wuzuki didn't understand why, but when he heard it sounded very powerful, he always felt that something was wrong.

You magicians... are all hand warmers?

but...

Looking at Aozaki Touko's eyes with a strange blue light, she understood two things.

After Asakami Fujino, Sakura, Ryoichi, and Mrs. Erte Luqi, another person who can hang himself and beat him appeared.

Yumizuka May began to despair about this unknown back world.

Also, Sakura is stronger.

Perhaps as the two rituals said, the strategic significance for Sakura is to act as a durable sandbag.

Aozaki Touko grabbed Shiki's immobilized left hand and unwrapped the bandage.

The long, flesh-and-blood wound made people palpitate, and a bloody rose-like curse was branded on the edge of the wound.

Aozaki Touko frowned.

"Dead Apostle?"

"Well, that black Ji Jun." Two Rites explained briefly.

Cang Qi Chengzi's frown became deeper and deeper, why do you feel that there are more and more people who are greedy for Sakura?

"It's a very troublesome curse, but she should save it." Aoqi Chengzi opened the medicine cabinet familiarly, and helped the two rituals treat the wound.