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"Master...Master, get up...get up."

In the soft morning light and the melodious chirping of birds, Luo Jie opened his eyes and leaned on the bedside to look at the tall figure with embarrassment at the door with interest, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

"Well, I don't comment on clothes, but black stockings really suit you very well... always wearing loose kendo uniforms is really a waste of the long legs God has given you."

"You...you pervert!" "Motoko Aoyama" blushed. She didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or annoyance, but she subconsciously made a move to draw her sword.

However, she then remembered that "Shisui" was no longer there, and it was this hateful man in front of her who had been cut off with a single blow.

The momentum that she had just accumulated suddenly slumped, "Motoko Aoyama" weakly lowered her hands, and two tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

So what if "Shisui" is still there? This man's power has exceeded the scope of human beings. He is just like the evil ghosts and demons that were defeated by all the strength of the dojo back then. Even if he practices for another hundred years, he cannot be his opponent...

Suddenly, a slightly rough finger gently wiped the corner of her eye. "Motoko Aoyama" subconsciously wanted to thank her, but suddenly realized something, she screamed and took a few steps back like a frightened deer, her whole body pressed tightly against her. on the wall.

"You...what do you want to do to me?"

Although it was stated in the bet, the relationship between the two parties was only an employment relationship during the work period, and the employer was prohibited from physically harassing and assaulting the maid.

But to put it bluntly, the bet was just a thin piece of paper, and it was not a policeman with live ammunition. A man and a woman were alone in the same room. If the other party really wanted to do something to her, given the strength gap between the two parties, she would not resist at all. of power.

As for calling for help...

Don't be kidding, just "Naruzegawa Naru" and the other four weaklings are just giving away their lives for free. Maybe the other party's bestiality will show up and kill the five of them in one spoonful.

No, a true swordsman must never involve his friends!

"You... if you have any animalistic desires, just come to me! Don't hurt Naru and the others! Especially Shinobu-chan, she is only twelve years old and is still a child!"

"Motoko Aoyama" closed her eyes tightly, with a tragic look on her face like that of an anti-Japanese hero who died generously.

However, she waited for a long time with determination and saw no movement. When she opened her eyes, she found that Luo Jie had already taken off her pajamas and put on casual clothes.

"Let's go, come with me to a place after breakfast." Luo Jie walked past her, opened his big hand and pressed her head and rubbed it gently a few times. He smiled slightly and said, "Remember, girls are the most powerful. Your weapon is tears instead of a sword, and you look much cuter now than when you are fierce and slashing around with a sword."

"Motoko Aoyama" touched the top of her head where Yu Wen was still there, and stared blankly at Luo Jie's back as she opened the door and walked away, feeling inexplicably mixed emotions in her heart.

She unfolded the hem of her skirt with both hands, looked down at her straight and slender black legs, and subconsciously shrank her feet back.

"I'm very cute?"

"So -" Luo Jie's voice suddenly floated from the corridor again, "If you had knelt down and cried and begged me, maybe I would have agreed to you as soon as my heart softened. Facts have proved that the method is wrong, no matter how hard you try, you can't It’s useless…”

The wooden door frame was instantly crushed by a delicate hand, causing sawdust to fly everywhere.

Bastard! Give me back the emotion I just felt!

…

Hinaganso, back mountain shrine.

Warm sunlight shines through the gaps in the canopy of the trees and falls on the moss-covered steps, leaving a golden shadow of the trees.

Standing in the overgrown square, Luo Jie slowly raised his head and looked at the dilapidated shrine building in front of him.

"Hey, you haven't answered me yet, what are we doing here?"

"Motoko Aoyama" walked up from behind holding up her skirt with an unhappy look on her face.

As expected of a martial arts practitioner, after climbing hundreds of steps, his breath was just a little uneven.

"It's working time now, shouldn't you pay attention to what you call me?" Luo Jie gave her a sideways look, "Or you want me to print a thousand copies of your photo in maid outfit and go to your school to distribute them for free. ?”

"Motoko Aoyama" immediately turned pale, bit her lips angrily, and reluctantly squeezed out the word "Master" from between her teeth.

Luo Jie nodded with satisfaction, showing a "cowardly" expression.

"Motoko, do you know anything about this shrine?"

"Motoko Aoyama" subconsciously wanted to put on a cold face, but suddenly remembered that the shameful photo of herself in a maid outfit was still in the opponent's hand, so she could only grit her teeth unwillingly and replied: "I don't know, the former administrator never mentioned it Let’s learn about the origin of this back mountain shrine..."

"Then tell me your guess?"

"Motoko Aoyama" didn't understand why Luo Jie was so interested in such a dilapidated small shrine, but talking about it was better than the other party's verbal harassment of her. She thought for a while and said: "Most shrines have inheritance, like Abandoned shrines like this are really rare...maybe it’s because the gods enshrined here are relatively unpopular?”

Luo Jie smiled noncommittally and reached out to push open the shaky old wooden door of the shrine.

The layout inside is not much different from that of an ordinary shrine, except that due to no one cleaning it for a long time, thick dust and cobwebs are accumulated everywhere.

In the center of the room is an altar, with a white imperial sword without a blade placed on it, surrounded by a rope tied with a white paper ribbon.

"Is this... a seal?"

"Motoko Aoyama", who comes from a family of exorcists, immediately noticed something unusual in this shrine.

The placement of this divine sword was obviously not an offering, but a sealing technique.

"Oh? Are you sure?" Luo Jie asked.

"Motoko Aoyama" nodded, then shook his head and said: "But without spiritual power, it seems to be just a decoration."

Luo Jie tore off the rotten ropes around him, threw the wooden knife that couldn't even be pulled out of the scabbard on the ground, searched around carefully, and finally found a hidden compartment under the altar.

The hidden compartment is a long wooden box that looks quite old.

"What is this?" "Motoko Aoyama" also came up curiously. UU reading www. uukanshu.netｔ

"Perhaps it's the pornographic book that guy "Urashima Keitaro" hid? "

Luo Jie made a casual joke. He had actually guessed what was inside the wooden box.

Remove the seal and lift the lid.

A black samurai sword lay quietly in the wooden box.

Seeing the knife, a smile appeared on Luo Jie's lips.

Finally found.

[Demon Sword Hinata].

In the original work of "The Innocent Landlady", "Motoko Aoyama"'s sword "Shisui" was severed in the battle with her sister "Tsuruko Aoyama". In order to help "Motoko Aoyama" regain her confidence, "Keitaro Urashima" ” A sword said to be passed down from generation to generation of the Urashima family was unearthed from the warehouse.

This sword is the [Demon Sword Hinata], a real demon sword that can control people's hearts.