I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 577 on Novelsera

Kurumi’s shoulders trembled.
Okay, this is Fuyuki.
But… so eloquent.Ten years ago, Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel directly destroyed the foundation and ended this war.
Kurumi turned her head, and she was looking in the direction of Matou’s house from a distance.
The shoulders dropped suddenly.
So… where are you staying tonight?
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Emiya’s house.
Along with Lizzie, Sakura and Illya have been chasing an entire season of anime together.
The sky outside was gradually darkening.
Lizette and Sera have the same ruby eyes and silver-white hair as Illya.
They were all Homon Kruze of the Einzbern family.
But… different from the little princess-like Illya, they are the maids left behind by Irisviel to take care of Illya and Emiya Shirou.
Sakura could sense the burgeoning magic power from Rizelle, who was different from the housework-type Sera, who lazily watched the anime as a battle-type maid.
“Miss Sakura.” Holding the fruit plate, Sera walked into the living room.
She glared at her sister, who had bare legs and did not do housework at all.
This guy… has no value in life other than big breasts,
But since Sakura was still there, Sera couldn’t say anything.
Sakura put her index finger in front of her lips and said silently. “Illya is asleep.”
“Ahhh…” Sera put down the fruit bowl carefully, and gently placed Illya, who was leaning in Sakura’s arms, on the sofa, and put on a blanket.
“Miss Sakura, are you staying overnight tonight? I have the bathroom and changing clothes ready.” Sakura often came to Illya’s house, and Sera always stocked her change of clothes.
“No need.” Sakura smiled and got up. “Sister Sera, I’ll go first. Illya help me and tell her when she wakes up.”
Sakura’s voice trembled slightly.
“Okay.” Sera watched Sakura leave.
Just after walking out of Illya’s house, Sakura leaned forward against the wall with her legs supported.
Her breathing a little faster.
“It’s almost… I can’t stand it anymore.”
Chapter 9 Huhu——Sister, Sakura endured so hard [plus]
In the dark night, Sakura leaned against the wall outside Illya’s house, and her body slipped along the wall little by little.
“Whoosh-”
Sakura breathed softly, her head drooping, her face wrapped in the shadow of her bangs.
“Whoosh-”
Her legs came together little by little, and Sakura’s right hand was raised, covering her face.
The shoulders trembled involuntarily, and from the cheeks to the earlobes, there was a strange blush on the excessively white plain skin.
“Sister, elder sister…” Under her tender fingers, she squeezed a soft breath from her throat.
Sakura pressed her left hand on the skirt, her legs were tightly together, and her whole body bowed down.
“Ugh…it’s so hard to endure.”
“I almost lost my temper in front of Illya.”
Biting her lips tightly, Sakura raised her head.
His body was trembling, and his purple eyes were staring blankly ahead.
She gasped, her palms already wet with the curling mist.
“elder sister…”
Wrapping her arms around herself, Sakura shouted in a low voice over and over again.
“I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you…”
“Sakura endured it for ten years…”
Her full chest was heaving, Sakura’s face was sullen, and her body stood up somewhat vainly.
“Here…not possible.”
“Not yet…”
“It was so hard to endure…”
“But…you have to go home first.”