My Origin is Your Wife

"Why didn't you send Sakura back?" Asakami Fujino then asked.

"Miss is considerate of your body, let me stay and wait for you." There was a smile on the corner of the maid's mouth, and she couldn't help but smile when she saw her eldest lady's face.

Things related to Ms. Sakura are the things that make the young lady happy the most.

"Send Sakura back next time. I... just wait a little longer." Asakami Fujino's tone rose.

"Yes." The maid promised and opened the door.

The eldest miss said that every time, but when Miss Sakura cared about her, anyone with a discerning eye could see that kind of smile.

"Let's go, let's go back quickly." Asakami Fujino urged, she couldn't wait to go home and hug her lovely sister.

"I suggest that the young lady should go shopping in the city first." The corner of the maid's mouth raised. "This is the spot where you can buy the freshest taiyaki in Edo Maeya."

Asakami Fujino frowned slightly.

Sakura likes the sweets and sake at Edo Maeya very much, but Shigure usually doesn't take the initiative to speak up.

"rain?"

"Miss said she wanted to go home and take a shower first." The maid narrowed her indigo eyes. "With the footsteps of the little lady, the eldest lady went to buy a taiyaki, and the time to go home is just right."

"I guess... you want to take a shower too, don't you?"

Snapped--

Qian Shen Teng puts his hands together. "That's right, that's it."

The maid slowly started the car and turned around in the direction of the city.

···

Sitting alone on a small bench in the bathroom, Sakura was wiping her jet-black hair.

Sakura's skin is very fair, but after a little steam drying, a bit of an alluring drunken color emerges from the bottom.

The delicate and soft snow muscles and soft and round curves look charming, looming in the hazy mist, and finally only the sound of rushing water remains.

She was still thinking about Yumizuka May.

click-

The bathroom door was suddenly opened.

"What's wrong?" Sakura asked.

I thought it was my sister who came back, so the maid came over to let me know.

But unexpectedly, what came into view was a pair of red eyes and Sakura's most familiar pretty face.

"Sister...Sister!?" Holding her chest a little shyly, Ying started to get a blush from her neck, her eyes were all red, and her ears were even hotter.

"I'll be fine soon, please wait for me a moment." Sakura lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

The girl who grew up slowly was no longer the little girl who let herself be hugged and held high, and Asakami Fujino was a little disappointed.

"It's okay." With Shuwan's voice, Asakami Fujino slowly approached.

Sakura wanted to get up, but she saw that delicate body slipped and almost fell, she hurried up to help.

But when she put her arms around the smooth shoulders, Sakura saw a pair of teasing eyes with a smile on her face.

"Sister!" the girl muttered.

"Obviously Sakura has been avoiding my sister recently."

"I'm not young anymore." Sakura sat on a small stool with her head bowed.Asakami Fujino sat behind Sakura familiarly and began to help her with her hair.

"Yeah. Sakura is not young~" Asakami Fujino promised, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sakura, who realized what Asakami Fujino meant, the blood rushed to her face, and the blush became darker and more charming.

The two slowly took care of the homework, enjoying the time of embracing each other.

But suddenly, after Sakura mentioned Yumizuka May and called her in the afternoon, Asakami Fujino was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Sakura asked with her eyes closed, worried that the shampoo might get into her eyes.

"Nothing, just the towel fell off."

Asakami Fujino's delicate and sharp eyes aroused.

Last night, she clearly smelled the smell of blood.And there is no living person in Yuzuka Wuyue's house.

So...

Who is it that called Sakura?

Or, what is it?

part.6 Desire named Sakura

Nestled in Asakami Fujino's arms, Sakura looked a little cramped.

A touch of camellia-like charm was dotted on the cheeks like blush, and the spring water in the eyes was bright and shy.

Sakura's hand was carefully placed on Asakami Fujino's chest, and the faint fragrance that kept lingering made her dizzy and dizzy.