Chapter 142: Snatching a Sadako
Sadako Yamamura looked at the man next to her in horror, not knowing what the other party wanted to do!
She went to Nezu Shrine today just to repent of her mistakes, because she couldn't control the other self in her body, so she just killed her own leader.
But who would have thought that she would meet a foreigner who suddenly rushed in at the shrine, which really made her feel inexplicable.
When the man's evil palm pinched his cheek, Sadako Yamamura was really afraid that another self in her body would suddenly appear and kill the other person.
Because unlike the head of the regiment, the man in front of him is an authentic white man!
Thanks to a long period of brainwashing patriotic education, the Japanese people now have a deep reverence for Caucasians, for fear of upsetting them.
I still remember that when World War II was lost, the emperor even taught Japanese women on the radio to take the initiative to stand up and help American GIs solve their personal physiological problems, in official terms, to encourage women to use their bodies to love the country.
Such a ridiculous statement would have been regarded as nonsense in other countries, but in the magical land of Japan, it is considered a matter of course.
The national conditions of this country can really make everyone jaw-dropping.
She could only pray secretly now, hoping that the white man in front of her would not do anything excessive, otherwise if she angered her other self in her body, it would really be over.
Although she doesn't worship Japan as a country like those fanatics, it is a place to raise herself anyway, and Sadako Yamamura doesn't want to bring any disaster to Japan because of herself.
It's just that this idea was quickly shattered!
She watched in amazement as the car she was riding in drove into the Imperial Observatory, and as a native of Japan, Sadako Yamamura certainly knew what the people who could live here represented.
"Lord Duke, you're back!" In the Imperial Observatory, the leader of the maids in charge of hospitality saw Conrad walking in from the courtyard gate, and hurriedly leaned over and saluted.
"Well, take this little girl down to wash and change her clothes by the way!" Conrad pulled out Sadako Yamamura, who was shrunk behind him, and piled it directly in front of the head of the maids.
"Let go of me, I'm forced." Sadako Yamamura finally got a chance to speak, just now she and Conrad didn't understand the language, and neither of them could understand what the other was saying.
It's just that her resistance is completely futile for these maids.
These maids serving here have received authentic **** training, and absolutely take all the requirements of VIPs as the principle of life, even if Conrad asks them to kill, it is estimated that they will not blink an eye, let alone educate a mere civilian woman.
"Hay! Lord Duke, would you like to take a shower and rest first, I'll get ready for you right away. Isuzu, the leader of the maids, hurriedly ordered his subordinates to escort Sadako Yamamura down to wash.
"Well, I'll sleep well, too!" After walking for so long, Conrad really felt a little tired, and walked directly into the bathroom under the guidance of Isuzu, and then closed his eyes and enjoyed it.
And on the other side.
"Let me go, I'm dangerous, you're going to get in big trouble!" Sadako Yamamura clasped her hands around her chest, like a frightened quail, and yelled at the maid beside her.
As the good side, she really doesn't want to hurt anyone, but the good master can't suppress her evil personality at all, these days Sadako Yamamura has been preserving her last sanity, but now, this group of people obviously wants to destroy her last sanity.
Even if there is a language barrier, as a woman's intuition, Sadako Yamamura knows that the white man who brought herself back just now will definitely not be as simple as a dinner invitation.
"Don't talk nonsense, you can be seen by Duke Weiting as your creation, you have to remember that from now on, you are no longer you, you are dedicated to the country and the nation, and you will definitely be blessed by the Buddha." The maid beside her taught, picking at her clothes.
The maids of the Imperial Observatory are all specially trained, and Sadako Yamamura is just a thin and weak girl if she is under a kind personality, where can she be the opponent of these people, and she was plucked out of three times and divided by two, and then she was thrown into the pool and began to be cleaned.
Although she was very frightened of what was going to happen, the service skills of these maids were quite in place, and Sadako Yamamura, who was soaked in warm water, couldn't help but let out a comfortable murmur.
From birth to the present, she has basically lived in the eyes of others, coupled with the current lack of living materials in Japan, taking a hot bath is a very luxurious enjoyment for her, not to mention that there are four people around her!
Especially when she was brought to the restaurant, her eyes widened directly when she looked at the dazzling array of dishes on the table.
Nowadays, the average Japanese family is just enough to fill their stomachs, and if they can eat meat once a month, they can basically be considered elite.
So in her life, Sadako Yamamura never thought that there would be someone who was so extravagant as to set a table of dishes, but there were only two people who ate!
"Well, how long has she been hungry and hasn't eaten?"
When the Duke woke up and slowly wandered to the dining room, he couldn't help but ask in surprise when he looked at the girl sitting at the table and feasted like a cloud.
I can't see it! That chick is only eighty pounds to death, but she can wipe out one-third of the dishes on the table, which is really unseemly.
"Well, I'm sorry, I was a little hungry just now!" Seeing Conrad walk out, Sadako Yamamura hurriedly stood up in embarrassment, bowed and apologized with a red face.
Fortunately, this time, there was finally a maid who was proficient in English to translate, and the two people in the province spoke completely like a duck.
"Withdraw!" Ignoring the pretty girl, Conrad waved his hand and ordered his servants to remove the table.
When Isuzu instructed the chef to bring a new table to the table, Conrad slowly looked at the girl in front of him.
Perhaps because of eating, the current girl has a little more blood on her face than she looked just now, and she has just finished washing, which adds a lot of charm.
If the girl I saw in the shrine in the afternoon can only be regarded as youthful and cute, then now she can really be regarded as glamorous and moving.
"What's your name?" The Duke stretched out his hand and pointed to the slightly restrained girl where she was standing, and asked lightly.
Although he just saw that this chick was a little beautiful and wanted to play the drama of robbing the people's girl, he snatched the other party, but anyway, even if it is a pet, it has to be named, right?
It's just!