Chapter 47: First Time (Don’t Keep It, Please Read It)
In the last second before Sakurazora Kurumi closed her eyes, she seemed to see a pair of familiar big hands touching her face.
She smiled.
Blood flowed out of his mouth.
That's great.
Such an illusion appeared at the last moment of death.
I am so happy to see the people I want to see.
But how nice it would be if it were true.
4-chome, Edogawa-ku, Tokyo.
Congressman Yoshida Onodera stood downstairs of an apartment building, looking at the window on the 21st floor with some surprise.
It was pitch black.
Her wife Nanako is a typical Japanese housewife.
As in the past.
She should have put the child to sleep at this moment.
Then I kept the dinner warm and waited for his return.
Is he going back to his mother's house again? Councillor Onodera Yoshida sighed and took off his tie.
Nanako just left without saying goodbye.
Doesn't she know how tired she is?
In this era, ordinary people simply cannot cross classes.
As someone who came from a common family and worked hard to climb to such a high position, I know how difficult this process is.
Because of this, as a representative of a small party, he works until late at night every day to deal with the demands of the people.
Just as he had sworn, as a member of parliament, he must speak for the people.
When I opened the door, the room was pitch dark.
Yoshida Onodera opened the door and was stunned by what he saw.
A middle-aged man wearing samurai clothes and wearing the now extinct samurai bun was sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for his arrival.
"Congressman Onodera Yoshida, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The middle-aged man said, "I'll get straight to the point. We hope you can withdraw tomorrow's topic about the demon tribe and the Onmyoji family, and don't bring up related topics again in the future, please."
"Baka, it's you." Councilman Onodera Yoshida scolded, "What are you doing? Don't you even care about the law?"
After saying that, he took out his cell phone and was about to call the police.
The middle-aged man glared.
Hiss. A puff of green smoke came out.
The cell phone in Yoshida Onodera's hand caught fire.
"If you don't cooperate, it will be difficult for me to deal with it." The middle-aged man stood up and said, "Private Marseille, then don't blame me for being rude."
Nanako returned home with her child.
After opening the door, he screamed when he saw the blood and two corpses on the floor.
One was her husband and the other was someone she had no idea who he was.
Late at night in Tokyo, all the people who were still awake saw the news interruption.
Civilian lawmaker and New Party representative Yoshida Onodera died after a dispute with a man at his home.
The police initially determined that the two parties had a financial dispute.
Judging from the murder weapon found at the scene, it is very likely that the couple stabbed each other, resulting in excessive blood loss.
The specific case is still under investigation.
So dazzling.
Sakura Kurumi opened her eyes blurry.
Where is this? Is this a dream?
Dreams before death.
Sakura Kurumi jumped up.
It was indeed an illusion.
All the injuries on my body have healed.
I stretched my limbs and found that my skin was still smooth and elastic, without any wounds.
Flawless.
A pair of white, firm, peach-shaped breasts trembled up and down, and only then did she realize that her bra was gone.
How come all the clothes are gone?
Never mind, it's just an illusion anyway.
What is this place? Hmm? The room where I stayed in Xinrong Project? It seems that I still can't forget this place. Is it because of that hateful man?
This was where she and he first opened their hearts to each other.
Yingkong Kurumi turned around and saw Fang Zuo sitting on the sofa, looking at her with a smile.
This illusion is too real. Even if it is an illusion, I will not let you go.
Hateful man.
Damn it.
"Bagayashi." Yingkong Hutao rushed over and punched Fang Zuo like raindrops: "Why didn't you reply to my message? Why didn't you return my call?"
"I, I, I will bite you to death, bite you to death!"
As she spoke, she opened her little mouth, revealing her fangs, and bit Fang Zuo's shoulder hard.
No matter how hard she tried, she could only leave teeth marks and could not break the skin.
Fang Zuo did not resist at all, did not say anything, and kept smiling.
Just touching her hair gently.
This illusion is so boring, why doesn't he feel any pain at all.
I bit it for a long time but there was no reaction at all.
Yingkong Kurumi jumped into Fang Zuo's arms in frustration.
Sure enough, he wasn't a bad guy in the hallucination.
Honestly boring.
Humph, since it’s my hallucination, just let it be.
Yingkong Kurumi chuckled.
"Do you know I'm dead?" Yingkong Kurumi's face flushed and she complained, "You didn't even come to save me."
I felt a little intoxicated by the masculine scent on him.
Why are hallucinations so real?
Does everyone experience this illusion after death? "You know, Master lied to me." Yingsong Kurumi lowered her head sadly, put her face close to the man's chest, and poured out all the words in her heart.
"After I left the family, he taught me everything. In my heart, he is my father."
"But he still lied to me."
Sakura Kurumi was stunned and continued.
"But before I died, I didn't blame him, you know? At that time, there was nothing in my mind. I just wanted to see you again."
"Even though I know you can't come to me, I still want to see if you've texted or called me."
"It's a pity that the phone was broken."
Sakura Kurumi sighed in disappointment.
"You piece of wood should speak."
It's just an illusion, so why be afraid?
Just do something you've never dared to do.
The little face comes close and offers up the little tongue.
"What?" Fang Zuo said hoarsely.
Hmm? Yingkong Kurumi swallowed and raised her head.
Although I have just used the blessing of the Shikigami.
The sensitivity of the whole body has increased several times.
But this is an illusion.
How can it feel so strong?
"Can you speak?"
"Did I ever say I can't speak?"
"Isn't this an illusion?"
"What do you think?"
Ahhhhh.
Sakura Kurumi suddenly reacted and screamed wildly in disbelief.
I actually Fang Zuo blocked her little mouth.
Stopped her screaming.
I don't know how long we kissed.
The two of them slowly left.
Fang Zuo looked at Yingkong Kurumi's flushed little face and smelled the strong scent of female hormones emanating from her.
Every time she smelled this scent, it meant that her emotions had reached their peak.
Sakura Kurumi was breathing rapidly.
"help me."
She pleaded in a trembling voice.
The effect of amplifying the body's senses several times has not yet worn off.
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