1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"Die, trash!"

"Hey you Griffin scum!"

"Look outside, those scrap metals are all your former subordinates. Now you are almost there too."

"When the doll was smashed, it was your name that was called out. This will allow you to be reunited."

The agent then looks like this:

"Commander, please watch your step;"

"I am your property, please give me your orders!"

"There was a small stone on the roadside just now, and I have cleared it away for you;"

"My body has been adjusted... It's okay to cum inside me, I can clean it up myself."

(This one was crossed out by a mysterious force again)

Hehehe...Agent...Hehehehe...Agent...

Having her means I can have some fun in this world...

"Commander, I appreciate your caution, but are you finished with your testing?"

"Hmm... it'll be done soon. Just do it. Stick out your tongue, preferably with some drool. Look left with your left eye, look right with your right eye, half-roll your eyes, raise your hands to your ears, and make the "yeah" sign..."

"Oh right, Agent, you should have that ability, right? Can you add some blush to your face? That way you'll look more like Ah Hei..."

"...commander."

"Ok?"

"Although I can't kill you, I can still beat you up."

"I'm sorry I was wrong."

As a sunny, cheerful and fun-loving person, Mark is quick to give in.

What a joke! Watching others get beaten is fun, but getting beaten yourself is a tragedy.

Moreover, at present, it seems that the agent should be his future golden thigh, the most powerful plug-in;

You can tease them, but you can't really offend them.

So, when the agent showed a vicious look that seemed to want to beat him, Ma immediately knelt down and began to change the subject as if unintentionally:

"...Agent, I still can't believe you. Are you really a character from that Girls' Frontline game I play?"

"..."

This guy's brainwave signals are 100% matched, so why is his personality completely different from the commander in my memory...

No, the Commander has always been so shameless and thick-skinned;

It was just that, in that miserable world, he had to restrain his skinny side a lot;

If the Commander lived in a more peaceful country, his personality would probably change a lot...

The agent looked at Mark deeply and replied:

"...According to our research, a folding projection phenomenon occurs between worlds. What you think of as a game is actually a projection of another world."

"You mean to say that Yunmu and his group created you as a game, but you actually exist in another world?"

Matter creates consciousness?

Consciousness creates matter?

Interesting.

"I'm already standing in front of you, don't you believe it?"

"I can't believe it. Anyone can pull off this kind of outfit! I can dress like a woman, too."

Mark curled his lips:

"Unless you show me how thick and hard your crotch is. I didn't see it clearly when you stepped on me just now."

"Ok."

As he spoke, the agent raised his leg and stepped Mark back into the quilt again, lifting up the black and white maid's long skirt without any shyness;

While revealing her tender white thighs, over-the-knee leather boots, and suspender black silk panties, she also revealed the four large machine guns under her crotch that were almost identical to those in the game...

gun.

"Do you believe it this time?"

"..."

With four guns flashing a dangerous yellow light pointed at his head, Mark was speechless:

"...You can talk, you can show me the stick, but can you please stop stepping on me?"

"Oh sorry, I thought you enjoyed being stepped on."

"..."

The woman seemed to be mocking me.

"Are you serious, or are you doing this on purpose?"

"seriously."

Okay, you're just being sarcastic.

"...Anyway, let me go first."

"Yes."

The agent released her feet, and the four exposed machine guns quickly shrank and retracted, reducing their volume by at least 90%. They were then attached to her thighs to become armored, and then completely covered by the hem of her skirt.

Mark looked at this scene with a faint look in his eyes.

This kind of weapon, this kind of material, and this kind of technology are definitely not something that can be produced in this era.

It seems that this woman did not lie.

She really is from another world.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"There are so many problems, such as logistics and supply, body maintenance, and what kind of bullets your four machine guns use..."

Mark tilted his head and yawned loudly:

"But never mind. I'm tired and sleepy. I'm going to sleep."

there is always a solution to a problem.

Anyway, there is nothing worth staying in that world for me.

They come, the security.

"...I see. Before you rest, I have one last question."

"You said."

"What should I call you after this?"

"Call me? You didn't call me..."

At this point, Mark suddenly remembered that in this world, his original body was called "Fujiwara Kanezane";

Mark by his original name?

No.

This is Japan.

However, it seems a bit strange that the agent calls himself "Commander".

"Normally, I'm just Fujiwara Kanezane."

"I can't say your name."

"Then, Agent, from now on, when we're alone, you'll call me Commander. When there are other people around, you'll call me..."

Mark showed a wicked smile:

"Just call me Gou Xiu Jin Sama!"

This sentence was said in a Chinese tone, but the agent immediately understood the meaning and replied in standard later Japanese:

"Okay, master."

“…Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!”

The dream came true!

"Shout again, scream again!"

"Owner."

The agent called out softly and respectfully, then lifted her skirt again and saluted Mark.

"Agent, from Iron and Blood Works."

"Master, from this day forward, I will serve you for eternity."

005 The new maid of the Fujiwara family wants to seize power 1

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When Fujiwara Ranko woke up, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

She opened her eyes and found herself lying in the bedding with a slight pain in her neck.

What happened yesterday?

and many more!

Where is my son!

Kanezane!!

Fujiwara Ranko looked around in panic, but soon froze.

It wasn't just that he saw several maids lying around him in disarray;

It wasn't just seeing his injured son standing at the door doing some strange movements;

She even saw a strange Western-style maid beside her son turn her head and meet her eyes.

What a nice view!

What a noble Yamato Nadeshiko!

Could she be the legendary Princess Kaguya?

This was the first thought that came to Fujiwara Ranko's mind.

It's not her fault that she's a nympho.

Anyone who sees the agent will be amazed by her.

After all, this is one of the top products in the humanoid industry 150 years later;

Not only the core indicators such as internal combat power, but also the aesthetics have reached the peak of humanity;

Whether it's the icy skin that seems fragile but is actually extremely tough;

It was still that face, meticulously carved, clear and distinct, yet majestic and elegant;

Or the curvy curves that even a maid outfit can't hide...

Even among humans who are used to seeing humanoids in the mid-to-late 21st century, a considerable number would rather choose to live with humanoids than marry human women;

What’s more, the 20th century humans have not yet seen the cutting-edge industrial products?

Putting aside her identity, in Fujiwara Ranko's opinion, this woman is definitely the most outstanding future head wife of the Fujiwara family!

However, maternal love soon overwhelmed her love for beauty, and Fujiwara Ranko spoke cautiously: