give it all to miss machima

"Lord Macchima..."

As if anticipating what would happen next, Jieluo's face turned red visibly, she stepped forward and gently hugged Mazima's arm, allowing her to lead her into the house.

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After one night

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The morning sun penetrated the curtains, and Miss Macchima opened her eyes in a daze, rubbed her sore waist, then pushed away Jie Luo who was holding her like an octopus, and grabbed the water glass beside her to replenish water .

"Hmm...Master Makima..."

Jie Luo, who was awakened, also opened his eyes in a daze, then rubbed her hard like a kitten, and then consciously got under the bed to continue.

However, it is estimated that because of taking off too many times last night, Maqima is still in a sage state. She pushed Jieluo away and shook her head:

"Not for the time being, let's go first... Let's take a bath first, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"okay!"

I took Jieluo to the bathroom together, and washed and washed, because the body wash was so comfortable after slipping the skin, Maqima couldn't control it, and accidentally studied it for more than an hour.

After finally washing it thoroughly, Maqima really lost her strength. Panting heavily, rubbing her slightly sore waist, she came to the living room with light steps and sat down slumped.

On the contrary, Jieluo was fine, and even had the strength to give Maqima a waist massage. The latter couldn't help but sigh:

"Are all your monsters physically this powerful?"

Obviously she felt that the two of them "fighted to the prehistoric" last night, and the avenue was almost "worn out", but this guy has nothing to do...

"Actually, there is a limit to physical strength~" Jie Luo said with a smile, "It's just that compared to fighting, with Master Maqima, I feel that no matter how long it can continue..."

So after a long time I was the one who was almost squeezed out...

Makima oh Makima!

You can't be more addicted to this banshee, you still have a lot to do!

Sighing, Maqima made a phone call and asked someone to arrange for some food to be delivered as soon as possible - Jieluo is a monster and hardly needs to eat, but she worked hard last night and was already very hungry.

By the way, ask them to help find a tailor-made clothing store—both she and Jieluo need several tailor-made clothes.

While waiting, Machima also really tested Jieluo's combat effectiveness.

The first is the signature skill of Reversing Hair Knot - Manipulating Hair

Jieluo can manipulate the hair to search for enemies, control, strangle and many other operations from a long distance.

Maqima took a few strands of her own hair to Jieluo. Under the control of Jieluo's demonic power, the ordinary strands of hair had a strength comparable to that of nano-steel wires. Jie Luo's hair was strangled, and instantly broke into several sections.

This power can be said to be amazing, no wonder a powerful half-demon like Inuyasha can hardly deal with it.

When necessary, a large number of hair strands can also be gathered to form a defensive wire mesh, which is strong enough to resist Inuyasha's Soul Scattering Iron Claw and Flying Blade Blood Claw.

But right now, due to the lack of enough raw materials, it is impossible for Maqima to shave off all her hair for Jie Luo, so the current control distance and power of Jie Luo are very limited.

But it's easy to handle, just one phone call, and someone will collect high-quality hair for Machima all over Tokyo.

The second trick is "ghost fire hair"-Jie Luo can use demon power to create flames, which can quickly burn the opponent along the hair, and its temperature is enough to make people's bones disappear.

And more importantly, because dominating demons can gain the power of the dominated, Maqima can now use all of Jieluo's skills.

But for some unknown reason, her ability to copy Jie Luo has been weakened to a certain extent.

Although it can also control the hair, its power, flexibility and strength are a little lower than that of Jieluo, even for moves like ghost fire hair.

Of course, weakness is relative, even if it is a weakened version, such supernatural power is definitely enough for ordinary people - Mazima tried it against the trees in the courtyard, and with her own ability, now she moves her finger It is more than enough for one person to unload eight pieces, or to bake them into charcoal.

More than an hour later, someone delivered a table full of high-end Japanese food.

Machima was enjoying the delicacies of a foreign land, thinking about whether to do some business first in the afternoon, or to continue playing some small games with Jieluo, when the governor of Tokyo called and reported the news to her in fear:

Although people have been repeatedly sent to investigate Maqima's past family background, but...

So far, the personnel in charge of this matter still haven't found anything specific, but the more they investigate, the more bizarre it becomes...

008 The Weird Past

Tokyo Metropolitan Government Office, PM

In the office, as usual, Maqima, who was wearing a white shirt, sat behind the desk, and Jieluo, who also changed into a suit, stood beside her.

The latter's white shirt is paired with a black hip-wrapping skirt, and her slender legs are even more sexy and not tacky under the stockings.

Compared with the ninja uniforms in the past, this OL outfit immediately gave Makima a strong sense of contrast when worn on Jie Luo, giving her a feeling of letting Jie Luo secretly hide under the table to serve herself, while she continued to On the surface, it is a bad idea to listen to the report of the subordinate seriously.

The governor of Tokyo and a few subordinates didn't know what Machima was thinking, so they could only stand below in fear and wait to ask questions.

Abandoning distracting thoughts, Mazima asked without turning her head while manipulating a few strands of hair to increase her proficiency:

"Tell me, what's going on? I know that the efficiency of Japanese civil servants is very low, but I believe what I have explained. You shouldn't dare to slack off, right?"

"Yes...that's how it is. Because you told me, Mrs. Macchima, this matter should be handled as low-key as possible. Therefore, we did appoint civil servants who were not aware of this matter at the beginning and who were already in charge of such matters. Solved...but..."

"But what?

"

"But...we...found nothing."

"..."

Mazima stopped the hair in her hand, and looked at the other party with a slight frown.

"What do you mean you didn't find anything?"

"We...we went to look for your household registration according to your basic resident registration card, but...in the archives of the local government, we couldn't find any useful information except for the most basic address information... "

"..."

Macchima frowned suddenly.

She knows now—first of all, Japan does not have ID cards, at least not in this era—although Japanese people have various ID cards, they just don’t have a nationally unified and legally valid “ID card.”

Therefore, Japanese generally use driver's license, national health insurance, passport, student ID card, teacher ID card and other documents as identity proof.

The government manages the population, generally relying on the answer is the basic resident registration card, which is kept by the local government. When a resident changes his address, he is obliged to report the change to the local government agency.

It can also be regarded as a "hukou book" in a sense-recording a lot of information about residents in the local area, including parental information, domicile, and residence.

There will be corresponding records for household registration changes such as birth, adoption, adoption, marriage, parental rights, guardianship, acquisition and loss of nationality, name change, death and disappearance.

If nothing, that is...

"You mean, my identity is fake?"

"Uh... no no, we have confirmed it so far, it should not be, it has been in the local archives for a long time, but... there is no information on it, this is... very unreasonable, our investigators still Went to the house and found..."

"Found what?"

"We found...it was a house that was abandoned many years ago, even..."

The Governor of Tokyo wiped his sweat.

"We sent people to ask the nearby residents cautiously, but it seems... no one remembers that you and your parents lived there..."

"Then... what about my national health insurance and student ID?"

Machima asked, rubbing her hair in her hands.

"Following the information, did you find nothing?"

"Yes... yes... technically, it's all true about your papers, but... they just have very little detailed history to investigate."

"Then how did I get to go to school in Tokyo? What about the school and my original residence? Are you going to track down that?"

"This……"

The Governor of Tokyo is sweating even more.

"We... also checked, the school, the transfer procedures are all very reasonable, but... we can't find out the source... the house you rented, the landlord... uh... he has no idea about renting the house to you. It's a kind of... a state of being in a daze and not remembering anything clearly. We have already used the big memory recovery technique on him, but it still has no effect."

"interesting……"

Machima stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the city of Tokyo that she had firmly controlled.

"To sum up, what do you mean to say-my previous past is well-founded, and it doesn't seem to be a complete forgery, but all aspects of experience are blank? It exists, but it cannot withstand scrutiny... just Like... appearing out of nowhere?"

"Don't dare to go down!"

The governor of Tokyo thought Machima was going to blame him, so he shouted in fright.

"I have sent more and more professional people to investigate, and I will definitely find some information!"

Maqima suddenly recalled the phone call she received on the first day of time travel, and asked:

"Where's my cousin? Didn't you check?"

"Cousin...cousin?"

The governor of Tokyo was at a loss.

"We... have not investigated any information about your relatives for the time being..."

"Did you check the phone records of the landline in my house?"

"Uh...we...don't dare to touch your personal belongings..."

"Idiot, let me search carefully immediately!"

"Yes! I'll send someone there right away!"

The matter was finished very quickly—the speed was beyond Maqima's expectations, because in the phone records, only the cousin named Xiao Lin had called.

A few hours later, the governor of Tokyo brought the other party's information—compared to Maqima, her cousin's information was very normal, she was just an ordinary school student.

Jie Luo on the side poked his head curiously, looked at the photo of the other party on the information, and said with emotion: "She and Master Maqima really look alike..."

Mazima couldn't help but nodded—she also had some doubts that the other party was indeed related to her by blood.

The hairstyles and hair colors of the two are almost the same, but this cousin wears a pair of glasses, and she doesn't have the circle eyes that are different from ordinary people like Maqima, and she looks like a dead fish eye when taking pictures, so Temperamentally, he looks completely like an ordinary person.

So here comes the problem, the entire Tokyo officialdom went off in person, and there was no trace of her past existence, but this cousin remembers her and even her non-existent parents?

Miss Marchma decided to find out.

"Prepare the car, I'm going to meet my cousin."

"Yes!"

Seeing the excited look of the Tokyo Metropolitan Governor, Machima hurriedly added:

"Just arrange a low-key car for me to go there. By the way, where should she be now?"

"According to the intelligence, at this time... she should be in college."

"Send me there."

009 False Memories

Under the arrangement of his subordinates, Maqima soon met Xiao Lin who had just finished class.

When they met with their own eyes, Mazima felt more and more that the other party was really similar to herself—except for the pair of dead fish eyes.

Hmm... It seems that Maqima's breasts are bigger.

And the latter was also slightly taken aback when he saw her:

"Marchma?"