After leaving the world of all NPCs

"Mr. Chen, don't think too much, just enjoy it."

The sunlight fell on the Yaksha girl, giving her a soft halo.

Her gentleness, her thoughtfulness, her beauty...

At this moment, everything belongs to him alone.

but.

Ye Zuochen was not very excited in his heart.

Because pink hearts appeared in the cherry-gray pupils.

I should have thought of it earlier, that although Ying looks gentle, she is actually a ruthless person.

He was listening to heavy metal rock music in his headphones that even Alicia was afraid of. The band that could make her excited was just noise to him.

Sakura proved it with her actions——

Foxes are carnivores.

……

St. Freya Academy.

Dormitory area.

Ling stood on the path in the garden, her cherry-colored ponytail gently blown by the breeze, and the ends of her hair dyed with a few strands of bright red, which was particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

She tilted her head, her sapphire eyes full of confusion, and her little canine teeth unconsciously bit her lower lip.

This world... is wrong.

She reached out her hand and touched the rose blooming beside her with her fingertips.

The petals feel soft and real, and you can feel the wetness of the morning dew.

She tried to penetrate with the power of erosion, but found that this world was like a solid fortress and could not be invaded at all.

"Even electronic equipment can only barely interfere..."

Ling frowned and looked around. The girls in the academy were coming and going, chatting and laughing, but there was no real light in their eyes. They seemed like delicate puppets with set programs.

"Is this the special space my sister mentioned?"

The announcement suddenly sounded, and a cold, robotic female voice echoed in the empty corridor: "Ling, please go to Class 3-A immediately."

After hesitating for a moment, she walked towards the teaching building.

Class A, Grade 3.

The corridor outside the door.

The classroom door was ajar, leaving a narrow gap.

As Ling approached, she heard a suppressed gasp coming from inside.

The voice was so familiar that she froze in place.

elder sister?

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt.

Approach the crack of the door carefully.

Ling held her breath and peeked inside secretly.

What caught the eye was a pair of beautiful legs in black silk stockings held high up, the slender curves trembling slightly in the air, and the high heel on the right foot was shaky, barely hanging on the toes.

Ling's mind went blank.

This, what is this?

My eyes moved upwards along the legs and I finally saw the whole picture.

Sakura was pressed on the desk, the shirt of her teacher's uniform was messily open, revealing her snow-white shoulders. Her cheeks were flushed unnaturally, her long cherry-colored hair was scattered on the table, her fox ears drooped limply, her gray eyes were half-closed, and a faint whimper escaped from her lips.

My sister was... forced?!

Ling's pupils suddenly shrank and her anger instantly ignited.

She almost rushed in, but the next second——

The two people's postures suddenly changed.

Ying turned over and stood up, hugging Ye Zuochen with her arms. Her movements were quick and decisive, and she took the initiative with the strength of her waist. The hem of her uniform skirt raised a dangerous arc due to the violent movements.

Ling was stunned.

"……Eh?"

She stared blankly at the scene before her.

There was no resistance in Sakura's eyes, but rather a certain aggression she had never seen before.

The pair of long legs wrapped in black stockings were tightly wrapped around each other's waists. The high heels finally couldn't bear the weight and slipped from the toes with a "click" and hit the floor.

Ling's cheeks instantly burned and her heart began to beat wildly.

I should leave immediately.

But my feet seemed to have taken root and I couldn't move.

at this time.

The boy suddenly lowered his head and whispered something in Sakura's ear.

Sakura's body suddenly stiffened, her fox ears stood up, and then as if she had noticed something, she suddenly turned her head and her eyes met the pair of frightened blue eyes outside the crack of the door.

Boom!

The remaining high-heeled shoe flew out suddenly and hit the door frame hard, making a crisp sound.

"Wow!"

Ling was so scared that she took two steps back and almost fell to the ground. She immediately got up in a hurry and ran away without looking back.

041 Ling: How can I volunteer for that size?

Ling fled to the square panting, her back pressed against the cold stone pillar, trying to calm her pounding heart.

The sunlight filtered through the mist of the fountain, creating a small rainbow at my feet.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

"That bastard... actually did that to my sister!"

Thinking of the exaggerated size before, Ling felt her head buzzing.

She raised her finger tremblingly and gestured a distance.

A cold voice suddenly came from behind:

"Rin? You're here too? You look troubled."

Ling's shoulders trembled, and she quickly lowered her hands and looked in the direction of the sound.

Yaezakura stood quietly beside the fountain, mist swirling around her, her long cherry-colored hair falling like a waterfall, the ends of her hair swaying gently in the wind.

The purple eyes were as deep as an ancient well, yet with a hint of alienation that seemed to be out of this world.

A pair of slender fox ears on top of the head trembled slightly, and the fur on the tips of the ears glowed a faint pink in the sunlight.

She was wearing a white off-shoulder shrine maiden costume, revealing her snow-white skin on both sides. A shimenaro rope was wrapped around her waist, and a ferocious Inari god mask was hung on the knot, adding a bit of weirdness.

A pair of slender legs wrapped in white silk.

The socks fit tightly to the curve of the legs, and the edge of the socks slightly sinks into the skin, creating a shallow depression.

Her plaid skirt swayed gently with her movements.

The absolute area vaguely visible under the skirt is very imaginative.

The sound of long boots stepping on the ground was crisp and cold.

"You're the eldest sister?" Ling's eyes widened. "Why do you have self-awareness?"

Yaezakura tilted her head slightly, her fox ears swaying slightly with the movement. "I'm confused too... Logically, I should have completely dissipated."

She was a shrine maiden at Yaemura Shrine during the Bunsho period. Because her younger sister was sacrificed as a child, she hated the villagers very much.

After Kallen brought the black box to Yae Village, she was possessed by the twelfth Herrscher of the previous civilization era, Scarlet Herrscher (Rin), who was sealed in the black box. Yae Sakura herself was also infected and turned into a pseudo-Herscher. After massacring the village, she was sealed by Kallen.

Higyokumaru and Yaezakura confronted each other in the Stigmata space for five hundred years.

Due to the collapse of Changkong City, Kallen's seal loosened, and Sakura broke out of the seal and wandered in Changkong City until Sakura, who was resurrected yesterday, found Yae Sakura, entered the stigmata space, killed the remaining Herrscher consciousness, and rescued Ling's consciousness.

Yaezakura should also disappear.

But now it appears here.

Water droplets splashed from the fountain, soaking the tips of Yae Sakura's toes. She looked down at her palms, her fingertips gently stroking the spiritual sword Sakura Fubuki at her waist. "When I came to my senses, I was standing here. This place is very strange."

Ling bit her lip and suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Listen, I heard from my sister that this is the [NPC Space]..."

She quickly explained the truth about the world.

It has the same material composition as reality, but has no real "mind".

Only beings like them who have fallen into deep sleep or died can come online with complete consciousness and enter the physical body of this world.

After hearing this, Yaezakura narrowed her purple eyes slightly: "I see, no wonder there are only girls here, it's like the Chinese emperor's harem."

"Harem!?"

Ling was struck by lightning, and the image of the black-haired boy pressing on her sister, as well as her sister's expression and her protruding belly flashed through her mind.

"I see!"

She clenched her fists suddenly, and her fox ears and nine flaming tails exploded with a "bang".

"That bastard must have taken advantage of my sister's inactivity to play with her body here!"

Before Yaezakura could respond, Ling turned around and rushed out with murderous intent.

wow——

The fox tail dragged a fiery trail in the air, like a burning fire.

"You're really impatient."

With her purple eyes slightly narrowed, Yaezakura raised her hand to hold the katana at her waist, and followed slowly with her seductive long legs wrapped in white stockings.

boom--!

With a deafening explosion, the walls of the classroom shattered.

Ling's figure rushed in like a burning meteor, and her clogs rubbed against the tiles, creating dazzling sparks.

His body was wrapped in blazing fox fire, nine flaming tails were dancing wildly behind him, and his folding fan opened with a "swish" and pointed directly at Ye Zuochen.

“You bastard—!”

The girl's angry shout exploded in the classroom.

His eyes swept across the room like a knife, but the moment he saw his sister's appearance clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Ying leaned against the desk, her teacher's uniform was already in a mess, and several buttons of her shirt were broken, revealing her snow-white collarbone and heaving chest.

The black stockings were torn into several pieces, and an unnatural blush could be vaguely seen on the inner thighs.

Her legs were trembling slightly, and her knees were pressed together, but she still couldn't stop the glistening sweat from sliding down her knees and forming a small puddle at her feet.

Her cheeks were unusually flushed, her lips were moist and slightly swollen, and her gray eyes were unfocused, as if even focusing had become difficult.

The fox's ears drooped limply, and the fur at the tips of the ears was disheveled, as if they had been kneaded repeatedly.

My sister was...

Ling's breathing hitched, and her heart was beating like a drum.

This was definitely not the awe-inspiring sister she knew.

The sister who was always gentle and strong and who always protected others, now looked like a petal blown off by a rainstorm, her whole body soaked in a strange smell.