My Origin is Your Wife

Aozaki Orange's expression remained unchanged.

Stretching out his hand to cover Asakami Fujino's eyes, after putting on the glasses, Aozaki Touko moved softly.

Asakami Fujino sniffed it, and besides the aroma of the hand cream, she seemed to be able to smell something else... a sweet and soft smell that could appease her.

"It's better for you to use things like magic eyes less." Aozaki Chengzi said to Asakami Fujino.

Asakami Fujino said nothing.

Use less?How is that possible...

Asakami Fujino would go crazy with anxiety as long as he couldn't see Sakura.

"A magician has the fundamental elements that define magic, and that is the attribute of the magician itself." There were no outsiders in the room, Aozaki Touko explained to Sakura.

"Generally speaking, the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, plus the fifth element called "emptiness", these are the five attributes that are more common for magicians. "

"For example, my attribute is wind. And my characteristic is precision." Aozaki orange smiled confidently, and vortex rolled up at the fingertips.

Although the scale of the magic circuit is mediocre.

But with the overwhelming precision, coupled with the fit of its own attributes, the innate magic eyes and keenness, the monster named Aozaki Orange was created.

Even monsters that are "designated by seal".

"Of course, there are also some special attributes, such as the "virtual" and "nothing" of the overhead attributes. Aozaki Chengzi looked at Sakura and continued.

Sakura seemed to understand. "Sister Chengzi means..."

"Sakura's attribute is "virtual". "Aoqi Chengzi adjusted his glasses." One of the supernatural magical attributes, it is a forbidden spell that can expose deep consciousness and turn negativity into sharp blades. "

But vaguely, recalling the color that bloomed in Sakura's hands before, Aozaki Orange felt that there seemed to be something different.

"Little girl, don't think so much all day long." Aoqi Chengzi stretched her waist, showing her beautiful curves, and then stretched out her hand to rub Sakura's face vigorously.

"That fellow Shi said, at the beginning of the month, he asked you to go to her to practice swords?"

"Yeah." Sakura nodded her head.

"Tsk...what's in that guy's head." Aozaki Chengzi complained, and suddenly found that Sakura was looking at herself with a vicious look.

She stretched out her hand to scratch Sakura's little nose and smiled. "You will understand later what I mean."

"Then... from next month, come to Jialan Hall to learn magic with me during the week in the middle of the month."

"Chengzi." Asakami Fujino looked up at Aozaki Orange.

"Well...I said Fujino." Aozaki orange tilted his head and smiled, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and picked up the black umbrella and coat with the other hand and draped it behind his shoulders.

"Sakura is no longer young. If you want to live an ordinary life, you must let those who covet you not have the guts to offend."

"I will protect her." Asakami Fujino hugged Sakura.

"Then... Elte Lucki, can you stop it?" Aozaki Touko leaned down and got very close to Asakami Fujino.

"If she wants to give Sakura eternal life and let Sakura become one of the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles, what will you do?"

"Take your life to stop it? Can you stop it?" Aoqi Chengzi looked at Qiangami Fujino's stubborn look, knowing that she actually understood.

"And that Barthamello."

"If she wants to pick Sakura up to the clock tower, what can you do?"

Asakami Fujino stood there silently, he could only caress Sakura's hair in his arms.

"I will protect my sister." Sakura propped herself up in Asakami Fujino's arms, and looked at her.

"I understand." Asakami Fujino held Sakura's soft body tightly. "I just...I just want Sakura to live a normal life and be happy."

"From the very beginning...you should have known." Canozaki Touko and Asakami Fujino looked at each other, turned and left.

"That is impossible."

Aozaki Chengzi's cold voice fell.

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Dinner as usual, shower as usual, and as usual... attacked by my sister.

Because of the steam and embarrassment, she was about to lose consciousness, Sakura was hugged by Asakami Fujinoyoko, and she was really washed for nothing and thrown onto her sister's big bed.

The girl was only wearing a slightly larger loose T-shirt, which looked like a mini dress that only reached the thighs. Her straight and slender legs were close together, and the skin on her snow-white thighs was soft and delicate, charming and charming.

"Good night." Sakura said softly.

"Good night." Asakami Fujino kissed the girl's forehead lightly.

She saw that there were still traces of wet ink-colored hair hanging on Sakura's T-shirt, and a little bit of water stained on the snow-white fabric.

She looked at those clear blue eyes with shame, blinked and then closed, her long and thick eyelashes fluttering slightly.

The two were very close, and Asakami Fujino could clearly feel the girl's soft and weak body.

Because of Sakura's slightly curled up posture, her knees were resting on her thighs.

Under the moonlight, the girl's figure seemed to be shining with thin light.

What Aozaki Chengzi said was right, from the day she held Sakura's hand, she knew that ordinary days would end one day.