Late at night, Kujo's house.

Among the quilts spread directly on the tatami, the black-haired and black-winged witch is sleeping peacefully, but it can be seen from the continuous curve of the corners of her mouth that she is having a sweet dream.

However, suddenly, the witch who was smiling just now suddenly became distorted.

"No, Mr. President, I will never dare to write about you and the eldest lady again."

The witch with a face full of fear woke up from her dream, and there was still obvious fear in her eyes.

Fortunately, after breathing heavily, Wen Wen gradually calmed down. She turned around and looked around. After seeing this familiar room, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was scared to death. Fortunately it was just a dream. Did you think you were really caught red-handed by the president?"

The black-winged witch wearing loose pajamas said this while gently patting her chest to soothe her heartbeat that had not yet returned to normal.

Although it was strange to be alone in the room talking to herself, she had no choice but to do it. The dream just now was too scary and she needed to vent her emotions.

"Water water water"

Perhaps due to excessive fright, Wen Wen suddenly felt a little thirsty. Of course, this should be a psychological reaction. After all, the witch cannot be really thirsty, but this does not prevent the black-winged witch from getting up and pouring herself a drink.

water.

"Give you water."

However, before she even left the bed, a glass of water was handed to her in one hand.

"Okay, thank you."

Wen Wen thanked him politely, then took the glass of water and drank it in one gulp.

"Okay, I feel great. I'm alive. I almost pissed myself just now."

The black-winged witch drank the water gurglingly, and then made a satisfied sound.

It's great. If you're thirsty, someone will bring you water.

Deliver water?

Wen Wen belatedly realized something was wrong. Wasn't she sleeping in the bedroom? There was no maid in the bedroom. Who had handed her the water just now?

hiss.

The feathers on the six wings behind the frightened black-winged witch exploded. She stepped back to the corner of the room, and then saw the uninvited guest who was kneeling and sitting beside her bed in a formal manner.

It was a witch who looked very handsome, but there was a cross scar on her originally handsome cheek. If it were someone else, this scar might have disfigured her, but on this person, it not only did not damage her beauty.

, on the contrary, he looks more heroic.

At this time, the moonlight in the sky shines on the outsider along the open door of the room, just like a spotlight on the stage. The coldness of the moonlight, the mysterious scar, the long sword on the waist, and the cold eyes of the other party

, that cold temperament

"Wow, what a cool sister."

Wen Wen said this, and then blinked a few times subconsciously, keeping this scene in his heart.

emmmm, okay, now seems like it’s not the time to take photos, but I can’t help it, I’m used to it because of my career.

"Who are you?"

After carefully storing the photographed scene in the "Night Use" folder of her memory database, the Black-Winged Witch frowned and asked with some vigilance.

However, after hearing her inquiry, the uninvited guest raised his sharp eyebrows.

"you do not know me?"

She asked rhetorically.

Wen Wen: "."

Crazy, why should I know you? Are you famous?

The black-winged witch was a little speechless, but she didn't dare to speak her mind directly.

After all, grandma lives at home now, and now this cold female swordsman can even sneak into her room without anyone noticing. This means one thing, that is, this person's strength is not as good as grandma's.

Under adults.

But grandma is at the pinnacle of strength.

Wen Wen is now recalling his experiences during this period, thinking about when he had offended such a big boss, or why he was touched by someone near the bed in the middle of the night.

But she really has no enemies on Japan Island. During this period of time, she was too busy taking pictures of the eldest lady and had no time to investigate the customs and customs of Japan Island. She would not offend anyone.

The black-winged witch felt very aggrieved. She wondered whether this person was her grandmother's enemy or something.

"Sir, have you mistakenly recognized the person? My grandma and I don't look alike."

Wen Wen asked cautiously.

When the cold female swordsman heard this, she actually nodded.

"Well, you're not as good-looking as your grandma."

She said so.

Wen Wen: "."

The word "well" suddenly appeared on the black-winged witch's forehead, and she shivered for a while.

Although this is indeed the truth, can you be more tactful? What girl can listen to this?

Damn it, don’t think that just because you are strong

Well, if you are strong you can do whatever you want.

Even though Wen Wen's fists were clenched in anger, he still didn't dare to show any anger on his face.

"Sir, you are joking. My strength is not comparable to that of my grandmother."

The black-winged witch said humbly.

The beauty of a witch is generally proportional to her strength. How can a young man like Wen Wen, who has only just touched the side of the great witch, compare with those elders? Not to mention that his grandmother was also the most beautiful woman in Youkai Mountain when she was young. That Yamato Fu

The temperament of a child is very attractive. (Refer to the dead or born female Tengu.)

In this regard, my mother has perfectly inherited my grandmother's beauty and temperament. The two of them are at least 80% similar, with the difference that my grandmother is more heroic and my mother is more gentle, but Wen Wen's own words

Well, if you just look at her pure appearance, she is actually a little more beautiful than her grandmother and mother when they were young, but this beauty can only be effective if others don't know her.

Otherwise, probably no one would care about her beauty or not. After all, old acquaintances are usually more concerned about how to defeat her than how to defeat her.

Well, such a beautiful big-billed crow, if you punch it, will it make a sound?

Alas, you are a beautiful lady, but you deserve a beating.

And just when Wen Wen carefully touched the life-saving crow feather on her body and was about to think of a way to escape, something happened that stunned her.

The ruthless female swordsman under the moonlight reached out and touched her face, and after brushing the broad sleeves of Yuori's clothes, the face of this uninvited guest had changed.

"Hahaha, since I can even fool the eyes of a big-mouthed crow like you, it seems that my acting skills are indeed perfect."

Dorothy, a local girl with braids and glasses who has restored her original original skin, is smiling proudly.

Although she has decided to film the Phantom, Dorothy is not planning to show her true face. She is planning to open another vest.

However, this time it is not that she is afraid of being famous. After all, the identity of the eldest lady is almost gone. After she killed Sophilia in the Cathedral of the God King, her popularity has long been lost.

The reason why she disguised herself again this time was simply because she didn't want to scare the tough people she was going to meet later.

After all, she had previously slashed Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was known as the best samurai in Japan, and killed Izanagi. With such a record, those samurai who caused trouble with normal IQs would not be able to defeat her.

He was even arrogant in front of me.

This is no longer fun.

If they were not arrogant and pretended to be good people, it would be very difficult for Dorothy to kill people with a knife.

Therefore, this time I had to change my identity and conduct a private visit incognito, so that I could witness the true face of those samurai grandfathers.

For this reason, she spent several minutes reshaping herself.

Different from the previous image of the rustic girl with glasses or the hot girl with killer Matt, the appearance of this cold swordsman was carefully created by her. It was only the first time she put on makeup so seriously, and Dorothy felt a little unsure. I don’t know why.

Whether the effect was good or not, I decided to ask Wen Wen to test it.

So far, her skills seem to be pretty good.

What, this is how you put on makeup, even if you don’t have hands, it’s just so so.

The otaku witch who cheated with magic thought so in her heart.

On the opposite side, Wen Wen was really frightened.

"Miss, it's really you."

The black-winged witch shivered.

She would rather face the attack of a terrifying peak than see this. This would be a nightmare come true.

Recalling everything in the nightmare just now, Wen Wen's face turned pale with fright, and probably because of the water he had just drank, the watery Big-billed Crow couldn't help but tighten his legs.

Oh my god, I almost couldn't hold it in. Toilet, I need to go to the toilet.
To be continued...