My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"Sister...you must become...a shrine maiden who can protect everyone..."

……

"no no……"

In his sleep, Yae Sakura was struggling anxiously on the bed, her eyes were still closed, but her brows were wrinkled, her face was pale, and beads of sweat kept beading out on his forehead, turning the forehead His bangs were wet.

She kept turning around on the bed, as if she was trying her best to resist something.

"No... no... Rin! Don't!"

Finally, as if breaking free from something, she sat up suddenly from the bed, woke up from her sleep, panting heavily.

The moment she woke up, the shadow that had lingered in her room before suddenly disappeared.

"Huh...huh..."

She sat on the bed, hugged her shoulders silently, and curled up into a ball.The beautiful face revealed deep sorrow and pain in the darkness.

What she didn't even notice was that besides the sadness and pain in her eyes, there was a hidden deep anger and ferocity in her eyes.

"..."

She sat on the bed, and after a period of silence, she lifted the quilt.Standing up with the slender and tight long legs exposed, she walked to the front of the closet and untied the belt around her waist.

In the dimness, her sweat-soaked pajamas slipped off her body, and the extremely subtle, dense moonlight was able to shine on the smooth and fair skin on her body that had always been hidden under the clothes , in the contours of the body, the anti-light is drawn, outlining the most delicate and perfect curves.

Like the finest white porcelain.

She opened the closet and took out one in silence.

At first when she took it out, she didn't think about taking it out. It wasn't until after she took it out, with the help of the dim light, that she could see which piece of clothing it was in her hand.

It was a light white bathrobe, which was made of extremely silky and delicate fabric.It was painted with a deep red flower that Yaezakura did not recognize.

This dress was the last time Karen proposed to go to the hot spring, and Gong Ming specially made it for several people, and everyone had one.The material is the silk produced in China that Gong Ming bought there on a trip to Kyoto. It is said that it was a gift from that generation of Chinese emperors to the king of the Far East.Even Gong Ming was full of praise for the quality of these silks.

As for how he bought it, Gong Ming didn't elaborate.

It's just that the trip to the hot springs of the few people did not take place.This dress didn't come in handy either,

Even though Gong Ming told them several times that you go and it's fine, Yae Sakura refused to leave him alone to guard the castle tower and the four of them went out to play.

Just like in the most ordinary family.After discussing to go on a trip together, if you meet someone who really can't leave, then in the end, it can only be nothing.

Yae Sakura looked at the clothes in her hand and fell silent for a while.But I didn't put it back in the closet after all.

She unfolded the dress and put it on herself.When the cold silk came into contact with her skin, she couldn't help but shivered, and her drowsy head became more awake.

Taking out the bright red corset that Gong Ming gave her at the time, she put it on her waist, closed the closet door, and walked out.

The night wind blew on her face, giving her a slight coolness.

With her bare feet, she put on clogs and walked outside the shrine, wanting to go out and relax.In the end, I unexpectedly saw a figure sitting there at the gate of the shrine.

The bright red long hair clearly exposed the identity of the comer.Gong Ming, who used to sit quietly in the castle tower every night and watch the devil in the box, couldn't help but sit quietly at the gate of the shrine alone, with the soft red Chang'an draped from his back, swaying slightly in the evening wind .

So Yae Sakura gave up the idea of ​​going out, walked to his side, and sat side by side with him.

And Gong Ming seemed to have expected her arrival a long time ago, he didn't show even the slightest surprise, he just smiled at her calmly, and looked at the sadness that hadn't faded from her face with some pity.He raised his hand and stroked her head.

Gong Ming liked this movement very much, it seemed like the sequelae left by some little girl who didn't grow up, and it seemed like something branded in his bones.It's just that in the early years, whenever he did this action, he would have the illusion that the person whose head he touched would jump up and hit him on the head.Later, with the passage of time, this habit gradually remained, but the illusion gradually disappeared.

It seems that something left a long time ago, and it will not reappear when it dissipates.

Yae Sakura felt the hand gently touching her head, without any struggle.

Unlike the descriptions in many anime and manga in later generations, in fact, for anyone, including girls, touching the head itself is not a very comfortable action.

The head is one of the most important parts of a human being. The instinct that humans have evolved over tens of thousands of years will subconsciously resist the invasion of this part by other things. Touching the head is actually a very unpleasant stimulus for humans. .

The reason why this movement creates a sense of security is because the person who performed this movement will give her a sense of security.

"Having a nightmare?" Gong Ming looked at the girl beside him and asked with a light smile.

It's not hard to guess what happened when she came out at this time.

"Hmm..." Yae Sakura nodded, and let out a soft hum from her nasal cavity.

What she didn't see as she lowered her head was that an extremely imperceptible haze flashed in Gong Ming's eyes, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What did you dream about, would you mind telling me?" Gong Ming asked softly.

"If it touches on something sad, it's okay not to say it."

"..." Yae Sakura was silent for a while, she bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, shook her head, and leaned closer to her side.Leaning on the shoulder of the man next to him.

Gong Ming blinked, a little surprised.

"Teacher, do you know?" Yae Sakura leaned on Gong Ming's shoulder and looked at the night sky.

"Actually, there was a big sacrifice in the village before."

Gong Ming's attention was immediately attracted by Yae Sakura's words.

"When I was young, I heard from my father Yae Zouken that in the early years, it was common to hold a big festival in the village, and every household took turns to hold it."

"When I was very young, it took turns to come to my house..."