My Origin is Your Wife

"Sakura's classmate?" Tapping the surface of the stone bench lightly with his fingertips, the two ceremonies hesitated for a while before continuing. "A group of dead disciples has poured into Kyoto recently."

"Dead disciples!?" Asakami Fujino was a little surprised, it was still a group! ?

"En." The two rituals nodded solemnly. "There are already seven people who have been beheaded by me, and five of them are guys who have been dead disciples for many years."

"The most important thing is...they are not scattered, headless chickens."

"They are an organized and disciplined group of Dead Apostles."

Asakami Fujino's expression was also a little strange. "what do you mean..."

"There is a guy at the level of "Zu" who came to Kyoto. "Stopping the movement of tapping on the stone bench, the two ceremonies replied slowly.

part.5 Who is on the other end of the phone?Or rather, what?

The faint twilight of the setting sun covered the earth with a layer of brilliance like a cicada's wings. Sakura looked at the bamboo forest of Liangyi's house in the distance, which was full of golden-red brilliance at dusk, and slowly stuffed her phone back into her bag.

Yumizuka May is fine...that would be great.

Sakura patted her chest lightly, calming down some violent panting.

She trotted all the way from school, the softness of her chest was constantly shaking up and down due to the ups and downs of breathing, swaying out a moving arc.

After taking a short rest, watching the setting sun, Sakura prepared to go back.

Although I really want to go and play with Elder Sister Shi, but now it is the beginning of the month, Elder Sister Shi must go to the dojo to practice swords.

At this point...should be bathing and changing.

Sakura lowered her head in thought while walking towards home.

Yumatsuka Wuyue's voice on the phone just now was a little strange, too hoarse.

Yumizuka Itsuki said she was thirsty...but how could she be so thirsty?

With such a tearing voice, Sakura couldn't help worrying about what happened to the girl.

Intuition tells Sakura that things are not that simple.

What Yumizuka Mayzuki encountered was definitely not a punk who thought with his lower body.

That repressed tone, full of erosive magnetic voice, has almost seductive magic power, but Yumizuka Itsuki is restraining.

Sakura clenched her hands tightly.

"Miss! Miss!" came a panting voice from behind.

Sakura turned her head and found that her maid was hurriedly running towards here from the direction of Liangyi's house.

She has been keeping her right hand lightly pressed on her left hand while trotting with her hands folded at her waist and abdomen.

Very reserved gesture.

Although the steps were small, the slender legs wrapped in matte black silk moved quickly.

The maid gasped and stopped in front of Sakura.

"Sorry! I was thinking about something and didn't hear it." Sakura apologized with her head down in a panic.

"Little...Little...Miss, you don't need to apologize to me." The maid breathed calmly. She owed so much to Qianshen's family, and it would be difficult to repay even if she spent her whole life serving her.

Sakura didn't mention the apology anymore, and Shi Yu would be upset if she did.

"Hey. Speaking of sister Yu being here..." She raised her head.

"Miss is at Liangyi's house right now." The maid replied respectfully. "Miss is going to visit Miss Liangyi?"

"Hmm." Sakura shrank her head cutely. "Forget it... I'll go home first. After running for a long time, my body is sweating. I want to go home and take a shower first."

Listening to Sakura's words, a light flashed in the maid's indigo eyes, and she saluted Sakura.

"Do you need me to see Miss? The car is parked over there." She pointed her straight palm in the direction of the bamboo forest of Liangyi's house.

"No need." Sakura retorted. "Sister Shi Yu just wait here for my sister, my sister is not in good health."

At the same time, Sakura playfully raised her right arm in a pose showing off her biceps. "It's just a little way, it's nothing to me."

Looking at Sakura in front of her, the maid smiled slightly.

Sakura-san...is really cute.

"Please be careful on the road."

"Yeah!" Sakura nodded heavily, and waved goodbye to the maid.

Saying goodbye to Sakura, the maid walked slowly towards the place where the car was parked.

In the field of vision, a graceful figure in a purple kimono was already standing beside the car, raising her hand to hurt the bamboo of the Liangyi family.

The sleeves drooped, revealing a small white jade wrist.The long dark purple hair is simply tied, because the breeze is blowing gently.

"Rain?" Asakami Fujino turned her head to look at the maid whose cheeks were slightly smudged from running.

"Miss just came." The maid explained with her head bowed.

"Is Sakura here?" Asakami Fujino put down the bamboo leaf in his hand.

When something like that happened, it was expected that Sakura would come to Ryoji.