[Yan Ying] What should I do if I dress as Matou Sakura?

Uncle Kariya took me around in different cities, probably to prevent being found by magicians, and in the end, he took me directly to a foreign country.

There is a clock tower in England, which is where magicians gather, so we first went to the United States, and then settled in Italy.

The largest family of the Italian Mafia is called Vongola.

I stayed for a while when I heard the name, and then decided that anyway, my biggest wish now is to live in peace. As Tohsaka Sakura, I am tired enough, and I don’t think I will provoke Peng Lie Chance, then what it's called doesn't matter to me.

So I started to focus on my own affairs. For example, I remembered that the Fourth Holy Grail War should break out in a year.

And although I have already left Yuansaka's house, when I remembered that my cheap father summoned such an old man, he humbly followed his hair all day long, but the other party abducted his disciple, let alone, and finally got into a gangster together to death He, I feel that I can't feel at ease if I don't do anything.

I haven't read FZ's novels, but only watched animations, so I described them in words according to the plots of the animations I watched.

Of course, I didn't write Tohsaka Matou Einzbern directly, but the characteristics of being good at gem magic, artificial human family and insect magic are obvious enough.

It took me several months to finally write the manuscript, and I ran to the post office to send it back to Tohsaka’s home in Japan. I felt like I couldn’t do more than this.

And because Uncle Kariya and I deliberately avoided and didn't get in touch with everything in Fuyuki City, we don't know the outcome of the final Holy Grail War.

I don't know if Father Shichen is vigilant against his follower Jin Glitter and his disciple Kotomine Kirei. I don't know where the Holy Grail found a seventh person after Uncle Kariya stopped participating in the competition.

All in all, I had a great time away from the Holy Grail.

Although I didn't have much money abroad at the beginning, it was a bit difficult, but Kariya never wronged me, we depended on each other and supported each other.

And after Uncle Kariya began to use photography works to contribute to magazines, we gradually gained a firm foothold, and our days became better day by day.

Maybe it's the good days that pass so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, I'm already 14 years old.

Since I started traveling with Uncle Kariya, I have been sleeping with him, because at that time I was very clingy to him, pretending to sleep alone would be too scared to fall asleep, so he had to hug me and coax me to sleep .

Although he always said that I should sleep by myself when I was six years old, but every time I separated, I would curl up in the quilt until one or two in the morning, and then ran to him crying and said that I was afraid of the dark alone, and I felt so scared .

Every time Uncle Kariya sees me crying with tears all over his face, he holds me in his arms and comforts me softly. After all, in his eyes, I am a poor child abandoned by my parents, but every time, he Will be very helpless and say, "Then, when Sakura is seven years old, she must sleep by herself?"

Every time I replied obediently: "Okay!"

But when I was seven years old, I still used the old tricks again, and Uncle Kariya had nothing to do with me, "Sakura," he sighed helplessly, "Didn't we make an appointment to start sleeping when we were seven years old?" ?"

"Ah..." I looked pitiful, "Why did the seven years come so quickly? I thought it would be a long time."

Uncle Kariya watched me grab his clothes and refused to let go, he was amused and pretended to be serious to teach me, "So, Sakura herself, when will she sleep alone? This time, I must abide by it." OK."

I looked at him, desperately endured the feeling of wanting to kiss him, and tried my best to reply with the innocent face of a child: "Eight years old! No... Eight years old is too close... Nine years old! When I was nine years old!"

"Then, when I was nine years old," Kariya-uncle stroked my hair, his dark eyes fainted with a smile, and agreed with me, "Sakura must sleep alone, okay?"

I felt sad, and nodded with a joyful smile, then got into his quilt, heard him sigh helplessly, and then lay down.

I curled up next to Uncle Kariya, at first I didn't dare to move easily, but when his breathing became longer, I became bolder, got into his arms, and hugged him tightly With a thin waist, she pressed her face shyly and boldly against his abdomen.

I like to see Uncle Kariya's beautiful black eyes with a smile, he never knew how attractive he looked to me, and he didn't know that every time I suppressed my desire to kiss him The mood is so tormented.

But...if he finds out, he will definitely be shocked.

A seven-year-old kid whose mind is full of things grown-ups want to do.

Thinking of this, I nestled in Uncle Kariya's arms, feeling his breath all around me, satisfied and greedy, feeling that it wasn't enough, I rubbed against him, and happily fell asleep.

In this way, through subtle cheating and stalking, I still slept in the same bed with Uncle Kariya until I was 12 years old.

But that is already the limit.

When I was 12 years old, I had menarche.

From then on, no matter how much I held on to his bed sheet, I couldn't resist Uncle Kariya who carried me out.

I was depressed and aggrieved and sat on the sofa hugging the pillow without making a sound. Uncle Kariya helped me tidy up the room on his own. I hadn’t used that room since I was a child, but he changed it into a cute one for me. Sheets, a little girl's favorite plush toy, and a soft rug.

He also moved my favorite wind chime that I hung in front of his window to my new room.

He made that room cozy and lovely, but I'm still heartbroken.

The baby is not happy.

Baby glass heart.

The baby is emotional.

This caused Uncle Kariya to tidy up the room, come out with a smile on his face, and when he tried to stir up my anticipation for the new house with a cheerful tone, I "hummed" very unhappy.

"Sakura," but, if Uncle Kariya sat beside me, looked at me with a gentle face, and spoke to me gently, all my resentment would melt away, "You are already a big child, you can't slept with me."

"Why!" I replied fiercely, "I don't want to! I want to be with Kariya!"

He smiled awkwardly, "If others find out, Sakura will be laughed at by her friends."

"would not!"

——My friends all know that I have ulterior motives for you, okay!

"... You will really be laughed at. Sakura's friends sleep alone at this age, right? No girl in her teens still sleeps with her parents."

"But! But Kariya is not my parents!"

Kariya didn't speak, he just reached out and stroked my hair lightly, "But, to me, Sakura is like my daughter."

A heart attack! !

I was so violently attacked that I was unconscious and almost collapsed on the sofa.

Seeing that Kariya would never give in on this matter, I had no choice but to hold back my tears and live in a new room aggrieved.

Fortunately, my friend enlightened me and said that we should think about problems from different angles. For example, although I can no longer sleep with Uncle Kariya, ah!After the separation, it is also a good opportunity for him to realize that I have grown up and am a woman, not a daughter!

This woke me up like a dream, and I immediately changed tactics and tried to show the charm of being a woman at home.

You must know that Matou Sakura's facial features and appearance are very outstanding. She was a famous beauty in school back then, and I completely inherited her beauty.

What's more... I haven't been transformed by the Matou family now, and the color of my hair is still black. After it grows out, it is very similar to my mother Aoi Tohsaka.

… Uncle Kariya loves my mother deeply, so I love and hate this feature of his appearance.

I don't want Uncle Kariya to treat me as a substitute for my mother, but... I also feel that it doesn't matter if I can let his eyes rest on me for a while.

Yang Buhui, please bless me! !

With this in mind, I grew up to 15 years old.

The era of dry stir-frying with breasts without breasts and buttocks is finally over.

15 years old, exactly the age of a flower.

The girl's soft and graceful curves began to reveal their beauty, but...but ah! ! !

I don’t know if it’s because we’ve lived together for too long. After taking a shower, I wore a nightdress with suspenders, and I failed in the battle with loose ties on purpose!He deliberately raised his hands and tiptoes while blowing his hair, raised the upper limit of the skirt to fight, and failed!In the morning, he rushed into Uncle Kariya's room with disheveled clothes, and deliberately fought ambiguously in the name of waking him up, but failed!

In short, it is a failure!fail!fail!

Every time, Uncle Kariya helped me tidy up my suspenders in a ignorant way, put a bath towel on me, frowned and said that my nightdress was too short, it was time to buy a new one, and deliberately lay on his bed in the morning. After wearing it once, I learned to lock the door.

hum.

oh oh oh.

The baby is not happy.

Baby glass heart.

The baby is emotional.

This time and time again, year after year, I have noticed the feelings in my heart, I can hardly suppress it, it is like a wild beast, as I grow up, it becomes more and more restless, neighing in my heart Roaring, clamoring to rush out of the cage and devour that extremely cute person in my eyes.

Can't stand it.

Can't take it, can't take it, can't take it! ! !

Even if I don't look at Kariya, just realizing that he is in the same room as me already makes me unable to calm down.

I decided that on my 16th birthday, I must come up with a result.

That day I carefully put on a layer of nude makeup, which made my already beautiful and soft appearance even more beautiful. I curled my bangs, blow-dried my hair, and put on a skirt. The appearance was perfect!

And in order to have a silly excuse, before Uncle Kariya came back, I took out all the beer he put in the refrigerator. Although I took a sip, the weird sour taste made me choke, but I still worked hard Drank three bottles of beer.

... Except that her face became more rosy, there was no reaction.

No dizziness, no slurred speech of any kind - I'm sure I'm a good drinker.

But what's the use of drinking so much at this time! !Any functions! ! ! !

I'm furious! !

But no matter what, I already knew that Uncle Kariya would come back later from work that day, so when he came back, it was enough for me to arrange all the venues.

Sure enough, as soon as Uncle Kariya came back, he smiled at me very guiltyly, "Sorry, Sakura, have you been waiting for a long time?"

He put the cake in his hand on the table, because he was in a hurry to get back, his breathing was still rough and short.

Shortness of breath and heavy breathing...

I followed behind him silently, just to hear more of this shameful voice.

Uncle Kariya didn't see through my obscene thoughts, he smiled happily to celebrate my 16th birthday, but even if I coaxed him to be happier, he would immediately sober up as soon as he said he wanted to drink Come over, and refuse with no room for change, "No."

"But I'm curious!" I looked at him coquettishly, "I heard that the wine is delicious, and you will be very energetic after drinking it!"

"It doesn't taste good at all, Sakura," Uncle Kariya always feels helpless at my whimsical ideas, "You are underage, drinking alcohol is absolutely not allowed."

He doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, I know that very well, so I said, "Then... Uncle Kariya, can you drink a little? Just treat it as a taste for me, I'm really super curious!"

From childhood to adulthood, it was always difficult for him to refuse my request. Obviously I wanted to drink, but I don’t know why, but in the end he had to taste it.

After a can of beer went down, Uncle Kariya's eyes began to go blank.

His fair skin began to flush, and his black eyes sparkled with water. He looked at me blankly, and then said to me with a dazed face that would fall to the ground almost in a second, "Sakura, I'm... I'm going to rest..."

I stood up with extraordinary calmness, and showed him a very beautiful smile, "Yes... Uncle Kariya, let's go to rest."