Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

Although Fang Mingjing told Su Qing to contact him again when he had something to do, but soon after he left the Matou family, he found him first.
Because taking care of Matou Sakura is troublesome.
Although there is Seshoin Kiara, she is a Servant after all, and she has many inconveniences in order to deal with the Holy Grail War.
So handing it over to Su Qingyi is the best choice for now.
“…Where should I go in the future?”
Matou Sakura’s expression looked a little timid.
Her father gave her to the Matou family, and the Matou family’s grandfather seemed to plan to push her into that terrifying worm pit…
Although she was rescued in the end, Matou Sakura couldn’t help but feel inferior due to the successive experiences: Could it be said that compared to her elder sister, she is someone who must be abandoned?
“Whatever, it doesn’t matter what the water park amusement park is, but now I’m going to the hotel.”
Fang Mingjing answered very casually.
As if he didn’t realize the depression in the young Matou Sakura’s heart, he just took her to the direction of the hotel.
Kiara of the Killing Institute has been transformed into a spiritual body.
So now, on the surface, only the two of them are on their way.
Occasionally walking through the alley, looking at the stalls that are still open in the middle of the night, and walking forward leisurely under the surprised or curious gaze of stray cats and dogs.
Then Fang Mingjing suddenly wanted to eat.
The senior Samsara Eye was actually quite inhumane, so he made him go around as a bait, making him come back to his senses as if he drank a red bean soup.
So Fang Mingjing found a home to eat.
“Is this helping the family out to buy supper? Your parents are really reassured!”
In front of the fried noodle stall, the boss skillfully used a frying spatula to put the fried noodles into the lunch box, while taking advantage of his spare time to look at the two of them.
Before Fang Mingjing and Matou Sakura could answer, the boss couldn’t help but say:
“After you buy it, go back quickly, don’t linger, after all, there is a perverted murderer in this area, and it has been in the newspapers several times.”
Ah, Yusheng Ryunosuke is already dead, if there is still a pervert murderer, I really want to see it again.
However, the mirror above the surface was still politely agreeing to the other party, and after taking the fried noodles, she left with Matou Sakura.
“Is Sakura hungry? Do you want this for you?”
“No need… Brother Ming, Ming Jing.”
Matou Sakura was stunned and then subconsciously refused.
The girl at this time was very sensitive and inferior, but this was not her original character. When Matou Sakura was still at Tohsaka’s house, she was an innocent girl who liked to play like a puppy behind her sister Rin.
Fang Mingjing didn’t have a good solution for the time being, but he couldn’t help muttering, “You are much better than that stinky sister Luo Qimeng.”
“Luo Qimeng…?”
“Forget it, don’t talk about her.”
If you talk too much, the little saint will feel annoyed.
Then the two came to a cheap hotel and took the elevator to the seventh floor.
Su Qingyi opened two rooms here—with the money that Lu Junwu had distributed early in the morning to win over everyone.
And Fang Mingjing had explained the situation to her on the phone before, so she simply took over Matou Sakura.
Little Saint Son also entered the room opposite them.
“Ha~”
He jumped onto the bed at once.
But before Fang Mingjing could relax, a coquettish aroma floated into his nose.
Qihuang in the Slaughterhouse has been released from his spiritual body transformation, and she looked at this side with a smile:
“Master seems to be very concerned about that little girl?”
“It’s okay, just because I feel sorry for her.”
“Is it pitiful…”
Demon Bodhisattva pondered the word.
She didn’t know what she was thinking, she just smiled, but didn’t speak again.
Fang Mingjing observed her for a while.
Then, I suddenly felt very concerned.
Like a naughty kitten, he stretched out his hand and planned to take off her turban while the Slaughterhouse was not paying attention.
Sesshoin Kiara didn’t stop it either.
However, in this regard, the little saint seems to be a bit clumsy, so in the end, the Slaughter Institute solved it by itself…  
The waterfall-like black hair fell down.
Fang Mingjing couldn’t help staring at it.
The Killing Institute who took off his turban was completely different from before. Although his demeanor and demeanor did not change, he somehow felt a sense of coquettishness and sensuality.
The charm of being a woman is almost overflowing.
“Well, the Slaughterhouse,””Ala?”
“Can I hug you? Or you can hug me~”
“Does it mean that you want to act like a spoiled child? Well, yes, please don’t hesitate to lean over.”
He was just a little startled, and then the Bodhisattva opened his heart for him lovingly.
Fang Mingjing happily leaned over.
Being rubbed on his head so tenderly, Little Saint Son meekly felt the warmth and softness in the arms of the Slaughterhouse, and for a while he was so comfortable that he had no thoughts at all.
——After all, he hasn’t been hugged by anyone in the past two days!
“Master…”
“Um?”
“Even though I am a Servant now, before that, I was a priest who listened to confusion and healed fatigue. So, if you need it, please don’t hesitate to tell me about your troubles…? I will comfort you with all my heart.”
“Okay. It’s great to be summoned to the Killing Institute this time!”
Great…isn’t it?
The devilish Bodhisattva smiled compassionately.
Really.
To actually say such naive words…
This cute appearance really makes people want to tarnish it.
Just thinking of the innocent and innocent face in front of him after being soaked in lust, the smile on Kiara’s face became even more intense.
Huhu.
With his own company, what will this child become in the end…?
For the Killing Institute, this is really something worth looking forward to.
As for the battle for the Holy Grail, she didn’t take it to heart at all. After all, the woman named Seshoin Kiara was a demonic Bodhisattva who ran counter to the values ​​of ordinary human beings at the root. .