me and my two queens

This is not human.

Twisted limbs, extraordinary strength and speed, bloodthirsty habits... It is related to humans, but it is not human.

Unexpectedly, there are such creatures in this world.

There are still vague and lively sounds from the main road in the distance, but this small alley is extremely quiet, as if shrouded in a layer of enchantment, or the inner world that appears in those film and television works.

This monster slowly stood up from the driver's body. The alley was dark, so only the dim moonlight could illuminate its appearance. There were actually five eyes on the huge head, and the distribution was uneven, which made people feel uncomfortable. I feel physically uncomfortable just looking at it.

"It's a woman..." The monster turned around and made a distorted voice to me, "Don't move, it won't hurt, you'll die right away..."

"So what are you?"

In the silence, a new voice sounded from the other end of the alley—my Maki finally arrived, and took off the Yijinda knife he was carrying.

The ghost suddenly turned around and saw the person who suddenly appeared on the other side of the street. She looked like a thin and thin teenager, but she smelled like a young girl in her prime, and she was also thin blood, with a tempting fragrance. people.

"The second..." The ghost smiled, "It's lucky, two..."

Before the monster could finish its speech, Maki raised his hand and threw the long knife in his hand!

The blade was heavy, but in her hand it was as light as a thin shuriken. The sound of piercing through the air split the dim moonlight and came straight towards the face of the ghost.

The monster was about to be hit by the vibrating knife, but it dodged it, hissing and laughing: "It's so dangerous... You've already been frightened out of your wits by throwing a knife with a scabbard—"

"Clang!"

A clear sound sounded behind the monster. It turned its head, only to find that the woman standing beside the car and wearing a long western dress had somehow grasped the sheathed knife, and she was slowly pulling it out. The knife is out of its sheath.

The light was dim, and it couldn't see the woman's expression clearly. It only heard her laugh: "Wu Ming, Ding Zi Chaojian—it's really a good knife, it's a bit overkill...it's a pity."

The ghost realized something was wrong belatedly: "You..."

But before it could say anything, the woman in the foreign dress threw away the scabbard. Before the muffled sound of the scabbard hitting the ground could be heard, she pulled up the complicated hem of the skirt with one hand, stepped across the knife, and went straight Come for the ghosts!

At the same moment, the girl on the other side of the street has also pulled out the second vibrating knife tied around her waist, stepping on the ground to borrow strength, holding the knife with both hands, the blade reflects the dim moonlight, she also chose to rush forward, rhythm and speed It's exactly the same as a woman in a foreign skirt!

Two spatulas swayed in the long and narrow street, the muffled sound of the blade piercing into the flesh was intertwined with the vibration of steel, the ghost's body was divided into three sections with the neck and abdomen as nodes, and its head rolled in mid-air, The turbid moonlight shone, and the five eyes just saw the moment that was frozen - the thick scarlet blood splashed to both sides, and two connected blood lines were pulled out under the leadership of the blade, and it slashed vertically. Opening a gloomy street, it is somewhat similar to splashing ink.

On the left side of the blood line is a wavy western skirt, with layers of light yellow stained with red; on the right side of the blood line are straight and cold feathered sleeves, thick and solid black soaked with blood stains.

The girl in the foreign skirt chopped at the neck, while the haori girl aimed at the waist and abdomen. Their movements were symmetrical like mirrors. While cutting the target, they also exchanged positions. The same movement shook the blood off the blade.

The blood spread like ink dots, and the two of them changed hands, aiming the blade at the three-sectioned piece of meat in the center again.

The ghost's head fell to the ground, and the scorching pain spread on its neck. Its eyes fell on the blade of the girl in the dress—it was the one that cut off its neck.

The blue one is a sun wheel knife that I have never seen before.

"Swordsman..."

After uttering this word, the ghost was wiped out.

"Servant Ken..." I subconsciously repeated the monster's last words, becoming more and more confused.

What is it saying?Yanzi?Prosecutor?Strong paper?Swordsman?Canines?Magi?

The most likely one should be a swordsman, and Yanzi is also a possibility, but the moonlight is so dim, it shouldn't be able to see very clearly, and whether this monster has human aesthetics is another matter, so let's take it for now. scholar".

There is still a lot of difference between the word swordsman and samurai, so let someone check it out when you get home.

Speaking of going home... I looked back at the blood-stained car, feeling very sad.

Fortunately, I passed the driver's license test in my previous life. Relying on the experience from the future, I barely managed to transport the car and the driver's body back home.

Of course, Xing's father was almost scared to death.

Now I have probably figured out how the servant of the Saito family died. The cause of her death is probably the same as that of the drivers of the Ganluji family.

I told my father truthfully about what happened to me, but my father obviously didn't believe in the description of "ghosts". He even thought that I was so frightened that I had hallucinations.

No way, I had no choice but to use the second set of plans and asked Shinji to explain the current situation in a different way - I met a gangster carrying a murder weapon, the gangster touched the vehicle, killed the driver when the driver got off the car, and planned to kill everyone. The lady is cheating, so passers-by see the injustice and fight for justice.

The monster tore open the driver's neck with its long nails, so the wound looked similar to a knife wound. The monster also left bite marks on the driver's arm, but this could also be confused with the two fighting.

Everything seems reasonable, and the police of this era easily accepted Maki's statement, which shows that such monsters are not common, because most ordinary people don't even know they exist.

Is it a good thing?This shows that compared with ordinary people, the number of such monsters is very small.

I just don't know if this abnormality will affect my study.

... I don't know how long I can stay in this world this time, I hope I won't encounter this kind of thing again.

While I was thinking about my future study plan, my father had already sent the police away, and he came back to me. He was not in a hurry to comfort my Xing, but grabbed Maki's hand.

"Mr., I heard that your surname is 'Saito'. Could it be that you are a retainer of the Tokugawa family, a descendant of the famous Saito family in Yidao, Kanto!"

It was only then that I realized that my Maki was still wearing the illusion of a boy's shell, so of course Maki was "Mr." in the eyes of my father.

However, the surname and source are correct, so Maki nodded: "Exactly... But in recent years, the family has already declined, and I am the only one left in my family."

"Falling!" My father was trying very hard to control his expression, I saw him pretending to wipe away tears that didn't exist, "Heaven has no eyes! Heroes drink hatred——"

"Why don't your benefactors stay at our house first! Sophia——no, I mean, please give the little girl a chance to repay her kindness!"

I suddenly realized something, so I carefully observed my father's expression, as I expected, when he turned his back to Maki, he finally couldn't help it, and couldn't help showing a somewhat wretched smile .

I seem to be able to read the word "planning pass" from his face.

No matter how bizarre this era is, I still started to move and study among several big factories in the Ganlusi family.

There are many industries involved in light industry. Compared with heavy industry, light industry is closer to daily life, and what my father said is true, the industries of Ganlusi family are very promising. Not only that, the commodities involved in these industries are so many that even I was a little surprised.

There are two flour mills and a canning factory related to food. These three factories are considered the largest among all manufacturers. There are also factories for daily necessities such as soap, radios, light bulbs, clocks and oil lamps, but these factories are not large. Large, and there are different products mixed together, and even share the same production line.

As for the products produced, there are no more than three kinds of commodities under each category, and there is no subdivision - thanks to this era that has just entered the modern era, a single category of commodities can also be welcomed.

Such a wide range of factories does not necessarily mean that the industry is prosperous, but it is of great help to my study. It is very convenient to learn the process in my own factory. Even though I am a woman, the people in charge are patient. Thoughtful, know everything.

My father and I discussed the issue of product types. The answer given by my father was to invest as much as possible, and then focus on operating the factories with the best profits. For our family, the most profitable factories are food factories, so The next direction is to develop a new canning production line.

As expected of a half-self-made father, he has been educated.

But my father is not the only one who sees business opportunities, the competition is getting more and more fierce, I now understand why my father wants to get involved with a noble relative, even if it is a descendant of the Wu family-this is our stepping stone. A stepping stone into the real upper class.

Compared with those big families involved in heavy industry, transportation, shipping, finance, etc., Ganlu Temple is only a small family.

But generally speaking, in this era when one yen can buy two liters of rice, Ganlusi Xing's monthly pocket money can reach as high as thousands of yen, she is really a lady.

There is no doubt that Ganlu Temple Xing's father is interested in Maki's background, and I also think this is a good way, after all, I really don't have time to go on blind dates or attend those receptions and dances, I need to spend all my time All squeezed to contribute to learning.

After studying my own business, I still have to visit other people's factories and other industries as much as possible. I will never have enough time.

In order to cooperate with my father, I went to deal with the genealogy of Maki's neighbors and Saito. From Saito Maki to Saito Shinichi, the age remained the same, and the gender was switched.

At this time, I am even thankful that the Saito family is scattered and the in-laws are estranged, otherwise it would not be easy to change the gender and name.

After changing the name and gender, Maki will be able to follow Xing openly. When Xing is visiting the factory or talking with her father about business, Maki will recite the books at home or sneak into other large facilities and factories Learn from.

With such cooperation, I even think that it is not bad to get married.

After a long time, my father also acquiesced in the relationship between Xing and Maki. After all, "Saito Shinichi" has repeatedly stated "to protect Miss Xing with his life", and even gave away the family's treasured sword twice. , is simply true love.

I think my father should be very satisfied with his fake son-in-law. Although "Shinichi" has an ordinary appearance, he has high martial arts skills, a noble background, and he is quiet and studious.

Hiss, I was almost moved when I heard that.

This was a very ordinary afternoon, my Maki and Xing were enjoying double capitalist afternoon tea, because my father was not at home, and Mr. Butler had to come to me because of a sudden visitor.

"It's a cousin of the Ganlusi family, the eldest daughter of the master's cousin, and also the cousin of the young lady."

From the Ganlu Temple family?I recalled the last time I visited relatives, and then recalled the family tree at home.

I remembered, this cousin I remember complained to my father when he was drunk. It seems that she ran away from home in search of true love?

Her name is... ah, it's Amroji Mitsuri!