If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

"You found a group of beautiful girls to do this?!!!"

Ye Jian directly sprayed the saliva secreted by Artoria's salivary glands into the mouth of this little girl who wasted food.

"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble, it's here."

Walter's devilish deep voice cut off the two people's serious imagination.Kirino, who was dressed delicately and seductively, pinched it with his fingertips and straightened his feminine collar.The fragile beauty on her body, which is obviously different from the usual, is like a delicate and fragile vase, which makes people want to smash her heavily to hear the gorgeous crisp sound.

Ye Jian withdrew from the scent of perfume that reminded him of rustling flower gardens.This close-to-natural scent made it easier for him to accept it.

He looked forward again, and this time he didn't need to look far away. The fork of the highway was like a tributary being brought into the gate of the vast manor.It was only then that Yejian realized that the branch of the expressway, which had parted ways from the main road a few kilometers away, was entirely built for the Takasaka family.

The speed of the car was gradually slowing down. Rather, it could be said that Walter had already let go of the accelerator to allow the car to naturally slow down due to air resistance and numerous friction forces.

Finally, it stopped in front of the open gate of the metal fence.Inside the gate is a straight avenue lined with square bricks.

On the left side of the main road of this manor is a beautiful maid standing bowed, while on the right side is a whole row of handsome male servants in the same posture.

Young men and women who are not weaker than idols in appearance are like iron piers standing one after another on the outside of the mountain road, extending along the main road to the position near the end of the building.

Yemi lifted up his eyes that fell on them, and looked at the entire building complex of Takasaka Honka.This small town-like manor with many houses has a highly unified style.

Ye Jian looked at it and asked casually: "Are these buildings... all made of bricks?"

Walter shook his head, probably because he hadn't been back for a while, and his gray-blue eyes were also staring at this private town: "It's not made of bricks. It's concrete."

"This is to imitate the style of Western architecture hundreds of years ago. I thought it would be Japanese."

"It's just a personal preference of the previous owner. The slender towers, the roof that rises to the sky, the thin columns and arches. It doesn't feel like Japan at all."

"Gothic?"

"I understand, see you at night~" Walter's pale face showed a buddy-like smile.So is the muffled voice.

"To write a novel, you need to know a little bit about everything." Ye Jian said something that was not the first time.From the corner of the eye, Xiao Nizi in the back seat was also listening to the words of the two of them, observing those architectural complexes that were well-proportioned, mellow in style, and strong enough to make people think that time and space were disordered.

"click"

The door on Walter's side was pulled open.The moment the door was opened, her gaze changed back to the one she saw at the cold weapons exhibition for the first time, as sharp as a string of cold electric wires.

She adjusted the vest that looked like a dark weave casually, and said to the two at the same time: "Just get out of the car when the door is opened for you later."

"En." Tong Nai responded, and Ye Jian nodded.

Walter, who was wearing a century-old butler uniform, stepped out of the car neatly into the harsh sunlight, and the leather soles landed on the gray-white square bricks, making a "da" sound.

Her straight back and the restless ponytail in the shadows behind her head are not like a young girl in her prime at all. Anyone will be conquered by the condensed arrogance on this butler's clothes that have messed up the times, and will regard her as a girl with a cold heart. A boy as dark as the moon.

She nodded slightly towards the side of the car door.

The one who opened the car door was an old man with silver hair. He was tall, but not burly. He seemed to be poking on the hard stone floor tiles like a spear. sharp breath.

This is a butler.

Ye Jian in the car quietly made such a judgment.And what told him this was the old man's well-fitting butler uniform.

It's not the history repeating itself after tens of thousands of turns of the clock on Walter's body, but it's more inclined to the style of modern suits.

The old man's voice was mellow and elegant, diluting the sharpness of his body: "Miss, you are back."

This was originally a greeting without any substantive content, so it was impossible to deviate from it, but it sounded a bit inconsistent when I saw it at night.

The main reason is that the slender and delicate title of "Miss" is incompatible with the steaming coldness of Walter's lit cigarettes all over his body.

Then I heard her voice rolling in hell: "Call me young master!"

Ye Jian's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

...You always play like this at home?

The old man calmly said, "Master, you are back."

Walter nodded in satisfaction.

The driver's door was closed with just the right amount of force, and the door next to Kirino in the back seat was pulled open.

What came into Ye Jian's ears was the words he had just heard once: "Miss, you are back."

That's right, if Walter became the young master, wouldn't Kirino be promoted from the second lady to the eldest lady on the spot.

Author's message:

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Attention, attention, no update tomorrow.

I won't issue an extra leave note.

I'm really too busy, not only do I have no time, but I'm also extremely tired, so I can't write anything.

Alas, by the way, even if I don't count writing and just count that job, I work harder than most office workers, but the combined income of my work and writing novels is close to the per capita income of this city .

Am I just unlucky or am I just too useless?Maybe it's a little bit of both.

437 Bringing Modern Times Back to the Age of Mythology ([-])

The turbulent sunlight streamed onto Kirino from the open car door, making the white of her bare arms whiter, and the black of her long hair blacker.

After meeting Yemi with his bright black eyes, Kirino moved his slender legs out of the car, landed lightly towards the sunlight, and proudly stood up straight with his slender body under makeup.