My Sister is Arturia

The girl brushed her brown hair. Her thin face had exquisite features, but her face was expressionless, like icy sea water.She pressed her skirt and squatted down, her dark green eyes staring at the dead fish or crab in front of her, just like a crab staring at a dead fish or a girl in front of her.

The boy quietly stood behind the girl, looking at the underpants exposed because the girl squatted down, turned his head a little blushing, and involuntarily touched the girl's underpants with his right hand.

It was a pair of simple and plain cotton underwear that was as fair as the skin on her inner thighs. How about the material?The boy intends to verify it himself.

"what are you doing?"

But the girl seemed to have eyes behind her, and when the boy just stretched out his hand, she asked in a voice.

The boy's hand touched his face in an instant, his face was slightly red, and his eyes were fixed on the cold night sky:

"It's nothing, just an itchy face, just scratching."

"I was asking what you were looking at."

The girl frowned.

"Pants, ah no, I mean the moon, the pronunciation of the two words is very similar, right?"

The boy looked a little flustered.

This time, the girl put one hand behind her, covering her full skirt, then stood up and walked straight ahead.

"I think our relationship has improved a bit. Have you heard the news that I spread rumors about a haunted house and let those children go there? You're welcome. Although my name is Arthur, I prefer to be called Lei Feng. "

Arthur followed the girl's back and patted his chest, but the girl didn't answer him, which made Arthur, who was talking alone, feel a little embarrassed, looking at the beautiful girl like this.

The girl stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and glanced at Arthur with an unknown meaning in her eyes.

"Why... I want to thank you for those guys going to the haunted house? I don't understand..."

"Hey, hey, I thought you were of the three-none cold type, why did you suddenly show the attributes of the stupid type?" Arthur was stunned for a moment, and then covered his head with some helplessness: "You just add attributes casually like this, my The strategy plan has to be revised from the beginning to the end. Do you know how many works I have recalled in the strategy of the three heroines in the strategy strategy before I adjusted the strategy plan? Fujimura Shizumi, Nishizono Miyu, Bai Ye Linyin, Morishita Misan, Kiyoura Setsuna, Sumaji Yukio, etc., do you know how many brain cells need to die to recall such things?"

"Idiot?" The girl in front of her raised her fist, which seemed to be threatening. Although she couldn't understand what Arthur was saying, she could still hear the word "idiot" very well. .

"Ah, we need to add violence." Arthur ignored the girl's threat and continued: "But I feel that we have made great progress, right, at least now you can say a few words instead of hitting me when you see me In other words, I feel very relieved, getting a good relationship with my first knight is a solid first step, right, Lancelot."

Lancelot in front of him didn't answer Arthur. Arthur waited for a few seconds to make sure that Lancelot would not answer himself, and returned to the state of coldness and nothingness before continuing to ask:

"What were you looking at just now? That dead fish?"

When he heard this question, Lancelot in front of him showed puzzled eyes, looked carefully at Arthur in front of him, and then lowered his head:

"It's just that the dead fish looks familiar. I originally wanted to take it home and bake it. Think about it."

"Ha...should I thank you?" Arthur raised the corner of his mouth, showing a helpless expression: "Although I know you definitely didn't mean to say that, because you probably don't understand what sarcasm is, but because That way, I'm not happy at all."

"Why do you always say these things that people can't understand? Also, don't talk to me anymore, it won't do you any good." Lancelot turned around, and the brown hair flicked away, fragrant Just like jasmine.

But this time, the boy named Arthur did not continue to follow, but stood still and raised his volume slightly.

"Although I don't really understand why you have such an attitude of rejecting others, but thinking of you being called a witch, and asking my father and mother, you are all tight-lipped. It must be a sad story? In the distant There is a famous saying in the East, that is, painful things will only continue to ferment if you hold them in your heart, but if you put them in the sun, they will suddenly become enlightened."

Lancelot in front of him just paused for a moment, and then continued to take steps. Seeing Lancelot's fading figure, Arthur put his hands on the back of his head.

"Ha, it's really difficult to get her to talk by talking about it. I originally wanted to talk about it and play house with Lancelot. Now it seems that it's far away. I'd better find Merlin to play first. Let’s just play house…”

In front of Arthur, Lancelot, who had gone far away, lowered his head and said to himself:

"What is talkative? What is play house?"

The young Lancelot obviously couldn't understand some of the words Arthur said.

"It's just a game!"

Just when Lancelot was wondering to himself, Arthur, who hadn't followed up, suddenly appeared beside Lancelot, and put a hand on Lancelot's shoulder:

"By the way, let me explain to you why I want to spread rumors about the haunted house, okay? You see, it must be a big deal for those brats to beat me, and it's not very useful to beat them. Only more interesting things can attract them Is your attention right? I made a hut that no one lives in so horrible that I scared the kids to pee. Now I go to explore every day so that they won’t come to harass you. Of course, it’s not me The credit of one person, and the credit of my little friends, my sister Artoria, and my childhood sweetheart Meilin, they helped me transform the haunted house together, and I will introduce you to each other next time, so don’t thank me. "

Arthur was talking to himself, but Lancelot had already raised his fist, and the two children, who were about the same size, wrestled together on the beach...

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Lancelot stood in front of the gloomy hut in front of him, with vines covering the walls, as if a big hand protruding from the ground grabbed the hut in front of him. There were gaps in the walls, large or small, like It looks like a wound pinched by vines, withered and yellow leaves are spread on the steps of the hut. Although it is daytime, the half-closed wooden door looks like the slightly opened mouth of a monster, and the air seems to be sucked into the hut in front of me. , making a sucking sound, like the sobbing sound of a weird child, there are many handprints on the wooden door with the words "Don't come close!" written in red paint, and at first glance it looks like a pair of hands. As if his hand was stained with blood and pressed against the door, the dead plants were placed in wooden flowerpots and placed in front of the gray window sill, adding a sense of horror.

The hut in front of me, just looking at such a shape, can already make people think of leaving here quickly, but Lancelot walked to the door of the hut, reached out to touch the handprint on the door, and put He sniffed it under his nose, and after confirming that there was no special smell, he planned to walk in again.

But just as Lancelot was about to go in, a voice came from behind her.

"If I were you, I wouldn't choose to go in at this time. Although it is daytime, the devil in this room is performing a terrible ceremony, and anyone who breaks in will be killed as a sacrifice~"

Behind Lancelot, Arthur was carrying a small bucket of paint that he didn't know what it was made of, and said in a trembling tone with a strange voice, but the smile on his face completely betrayed Arthur.

But soon, as if for a demonstration, Lancelot stepped into the hut with both feet.

"Ha, your retaliatory behavior is really like a child..." Arthur smiled awkwardly, but soon he found something wrong with what he said: "Sorry, I forgot, you It was a child."

However, Lancelot, who has always had an attitude towards everyone and is quite violent, even took revenge on himself for brushing his temper. This made Arthur smile a little relieved. The effort of time is still somewhat rewarding, isn't it?

Arthur carried the keg and walked into the gloomy hut on his own.

"I thought only those brats would be interested in this place, and I didn't expect you to be interested too, but Xia Tian told you that you only came to see it in autumn. Is the reflex arc a bit too long? Or...you have come here earlier ?”

Lancelot turned his body sideways, and the thin dress touched the door frame behind him, and the green moss stood on the clothes that were not very clean.

"I was just passing by by chance!"

"Ha! It turns out that he still has the tsundere attribute!" Arthur gestured a strange finger, but soon he put the keg on the ground, took out a small comb and put the brush into the keg in the paint, and then looked at the wall next to it: "Would you like to help me, I plan to paint this wall a color, don't look at the gloomy cabin, but it is warm in winter and cool in summer, the most important thing is that there is no one Stay, this will be my secret base from now on, I want to hold a round table meeting here!"