[Bump World] This girl is a little cowardly

The author has something to say: Happy birthday to Miss Zuma!

Come and use the birthday celebration to join the day-changing prayers and run away with the lid of the pot

Shenghe may be glass slag (fog)

In this chapter, Delia in the Prelude

A little spoiler

Please understand if the person sets ooc

In the memory, the white shadow and the heroic blue dress...

The afternoon sun is always gentle and lazy, and the sticky light and shadow will flow through the corners of the eyes and lips, with a little sleepiness, penetrate into the nose and ears, and finally wrap the brain.

It is true that you can take a good rest on the lawn of the free jungle away from the noise.

Montezuma lay sideways on the lawn, with the couatlas next to him.I saw that she took off the helmet that usually covered her face, her slightly tired eyes were shadowed by eyelashes, and she stroked her forehead with the back of her hand to block the too harsh sunlight.

Sorrow revealed.

Out of tune with the surrounding scenery.

Just looking at the eyes full of green reminded her of what happened when she was eight years old...

Watching the fall of the Inca royal family with her own eyes, she will never forget the scene of blood gnawing on the loess.

Living alone in this world, his weak body shoulders the mission of revitalizing the Inca royal family... so heavy...

help me……

Everyone is good, please help me...

"I'm so tired."

Hunger and cold, no fixed place to live...

How weak and powerless I was at the beginning.

And the one who reached out to me at that time was the beautiful woman in the blue dress.

"elder sister."

The slightly trembling lips, the name that has not been called out of the mouth for a long time.

They are different from her.

After so many years, Montezuma finally understood this truth. In fact, she should have understood it a long time ago, shouldn't she?After following Master Garderos for a long time, don't I realize that he will never grow up.

As if it was destined to be good from the time of birth, there is no growth, no aging, and no death.

They are gods.

Lord Garderos is, and so is my sister.

"Will you go back to Holy Sky Star with me, little Zuma?"

"Green is very beautiful. It is the color of plants, and it can also be said to be the color of life."

"I am Garderos' guardian and his future..."

The long milky white hair floats with the swaying of the body, the corners of the mouth are slightly opened and closed, the hands as white as jade cream are placed on the chest, the skirt is shaking, the woman's figure is too beautiful, and the unique charm of a fully developed woman is fully revealed:

"I am the elf of the sky tree...

It was the sky tree that made me...

My mission is to crown him king...

if i die one day...

Please help me protect him...

Even if he is so strong that he doesn't need protection at all..."

Elegy, song of departure... the praised sky tree elf, the invincible goddess of war... is missing, or has died.

The ethereal voice lingered in my ears across time, and there was nowhere to hide the mature breath.

The voice sounded again, but it seemed much more immature.

"Sister Beauty?"

"Sister..." It seemed that the girl in front of her was overlapping the person in her memory. After seeing the person who came, Montezuma finally came back to her senses. Feeling a little lost, she grabbed the helmet on the side and put it on, her tone was as indifferent as ever, " What can I do for you?"

Delia didn't know that she disturbed the memory of the beautiful sister in front of her. She seemed to be sitting beside her happily, turning her head to look at her.

The transparent green eyes were smiling, and the curve of the corner of the mouth was subtle, but it was well captured by Montezuma, and the pleasant voice uttered from the jelly-like lips, "I can't chat with the beautiful sister if I have nothing to do. "

Montezuma is a cold-tempered person. She doesn't like to be approached by unfamiliar people, and she doesn't like to chat with unfamiliar people. Even with familiar people, she doesn't like to talk too much.

But for the petite girl sitting next to her, she couldn't say anything like let him leave.

It's exactly the same.That's what I felt the first time I saw her.

Maybe my sister is still alive.Then came the words that lingered in her mind.

But no matter how she insinuated, or asked questions about the other party's parents with hints, the other party would only say that she had a father like Gray.

In this regard, Montezuma deliberately avoided Lord Garderos and Red, and went to meet with Gray to interrogate the little girl.

It's just that Gray kept this matter very strict for some reason, and no matter what, he couldn't learn anything about the little girl's mother from him.

Leaving aside the fact that Mrs. Garderos might have been greened by Grey, she also had a daughter, Delia, but faced with the only clue to find her sister, Montezuma would naturally not let it go. After all kinds of harassment, the mutual favorability between the two should have dropped to a negative number.

Regarding this, let’s not consider whether Montezuma has considered following her calculations. Then when her elder sister and Gray had Delia, Gray was only nine years old. This violates the common sense of biological reproduction, but Garderos is inexplicable What the hell is being green!

As for Delia, who had no idea that the beautiful sister beside her had deduced such a frenzied plot from the details she had mastered, she still looked at Montezuma with her eyes full of smiles, her mouth never stopped, vividly Talking about interesting things for her, I can't wait to share them with the beautiful sisters around me.

"When I told you what Jin said at that time, I was really embarrassed to death, and I was too embarrassed to stop him..."

"Papa was really hugged by a princess at that time! He hugged Princess Jin! My little heart really is!"

"That's right, there's Zitang's LEGO figures who can still fit together! As expected of my social Spartan brother...!"

Looking at the girl beside him, Montezuma didn't think about other things, but listened to her tell the trivial things in life with her unique voice, her tone was sometimes calm and sometimes excited, sometimes she even waved her arms, and occasionally gave a crisp smile Voice.

Although it was too noisy, this sound, she thought, she would not get bored after listening to it for a long time.

……

Looking at the back of Delia's departure, Montezuma recalled his strange guess just now, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

Sure enough, I shouldn't be reading those messy romance novels with Red.

Red: This is not a mess!This is love, Zuma, how can you define my fragile love indiscriminately!

Montezuma: Fragile Love...

Just as Montezuma was about to pick up the Feathered Serpent and leave, he suddenly heard a shout from not far away, "Sister Beauty, wait for me, the handsome me!"

"?" Slightly puzzled, he held the feathered snake in his hand and looked sideways at the little girl who was running towards him.I saw that she was running in a hurry, and she didn't notice the stone under her feet at all, so she stumbled and rushed towards Montezuma.

His heartbeat suddenly tightened, and he caught her with unprecedented tension, and hugged her in his arms.

Falling into Montezuma's gentle embrace, although she doesn't have Qiu's childlike face and big breasts, she is still soft and comfortable lying on her stomach. Relatively speaking, Delia looked down at the flat surface of her chest, silently thinking about it. Biting the handkerchief, could it be that her setting can only be poor breasts? Regardless of weight gain or loss, the bust size has not changed.

She completely forgot the fact that she was still a pre-developed child when she was sad.

"It's all right." Montezuma, who was always calm, was anxious for the first time, an anxiety she didn't even notice.

"Ah...it's all right." Delia recovered from her obscene thoughts and raised her head to stare at the beautiful sister who was much taller than herself, scratching her head embarrassedly and laughing.

Suddenly realizing something, Delia stood still in her arms, took out a gift box from her arms, and handed it over with a bright face, "Sister Beauty, here you are."

Seemingly puzzled, Montezuma did not accept the gift.

Delia stuffed the box into her hands, her smile became brighter and brighter, and her immature voice seemed to be able to travel through time and space.

"Happy birthday."

After a long time, whenever she flicked around with the camera in the gift box again, she could always find a few photos of a girl with milky white hair among the photos of the blond boy.

Can't help but look at the blurred tree shadow in the distance, His Highness...he should be here, let's accompany her.

Sadness filled the air.