Chapter 224

When Maka heard someone talking to him, he didn't even turn his head and guessed what the woman he was going to meet was dressed like.

"Sister... How much is your perfume?"

His remark was so embarrassing that he said it. However, he didn't say it to drive away the other party.

"If my sister doesn't mind, I'd like to pay 100 pounds for my sister's perfume."

In the magic world, it's just 20 gold galleons. What can 20 Garon do for Maka? A new mid-range crucible?

But in London, this 100 pounds is enough to cover one tenth of the monthly income of the middle class, not to mention the man who makes a living at night

Maka looked back, but found that things didn't seem so simple. He immediately pressed the idea of asking for some gossip from each other.

"Oh - my little brother is so generous! But my sister has used half a bottle. Does my brother want it?"

A warm body suddenly leaned towards Maka, but he reached out and gently touched each other's shoulder, which failed to make her do what she wanted.

"Of course, it's not used by my sister. How could I want it!"

Until then, Maka was able to look up and down.

This is the type of girl Marca used to see in topoint in previous years:

The long gray and slightly messy hair was lazily tied to one side of the shoulder, and the body was wrapped with a thin coat that had been washed many times at a glance. A pair of old women's leather shoes had already worn down the heels.

In fact, she looks a year or two older than Maka, but there is something everywhere - this girl, like her coat, has been washed away by the bleak life.

It is worth mentioning that under her heavily makeup face, the correct and beautiful facial features are still vaguely visible.

"The younger brother's mouth is so sweet... It's better to come to my sister's room and discuss the price of the perfume carefully." the girl with heavy makeup smiled and smiled at Marca, reaching out to the dilapidated apartment behind a shop.

However, the apartment building is not the destination. When Maka followed the girl through several apartment buildings and walked towards an alley, it gradually became dark.

"Sister, where are you going?" Marca asked appropriately, pretending to be nervous and looking forward.

However, his inquiry was not answered.

"Can't help it?" thought Marca.

Just the moment he had the idea, the girl suddenly turned around and pressed him against the brick wall on the side of the alley.

The strength was so strong that Maka coughed a few times.

"Sister, don't break the new toy you just got..."

It was obviously not Maka who said this. He raised his neck and looked in the direction of the voice.

The speaker was a girl. Her voice sounded very young, but her tone was full of fun. From Marca's point of view, you can barely see a skirt corner and a pair of polished small leather shoes.

The opposite side is standing on the second floor of the apartment building next to Maka. It seems to be a balcony that has not been taken care of for a long time.

"Very strong."

The girl who pressed Maka's neck was not as vulgar as before. Her tone of voice was quite cold and the content was more concise.

"Don't say that..."

The girl standing on the balcony on the second floor suddenly fell next to Maka.

"Human beings are very fragile. If they drop some meat, they will cry like Mandela grass just pulled out of the ground. It's really... Pleasant..."

Maka felt as if she had been teased by a little girl.

At this moment, the girl was stretching out a finger and gently picking up Maka's chin.

The girl looks much smaller than the girl who is pressing Marca's neck, and her height is up to Marca's chest. But in her words, there was no childish shyness peculiar to girls of this age.

Wearing a delicate light blue dress, white silk stockings and bright leather shoes, she still stands out in the dark lane. She looks like a little princess of a rich family.

Only her long hair with full falling feeling is the same light gray as the girl she calls "sister".

Maka pretended to struggle for a while, then looked at the sisters in front of her with a frightened face, and made a hum in her nasal cavity that was high because of fear.

"You... Who the hell are you?"

To tell the truth, the girl's strength is really great. Although Marca's physique is certainly not strong, she usually pays attention to exercise, but she can only shake her slender arm a few times.

The younger looking girl, with her white and tender index finger across Maka's cheek, had a meaningful smile on her delicate and lovely face.

"Us?" her voice was clear and beautiful, and her words made people fantasize. "Of course we are going to eat our little brother!"

But her next words were a little creepy.

The little girl's face suddenly darkened, the corners of her mouth tilted slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes. The strange sneer, accompanied by her sweet voice, became more and more cold.

"... my sister likes to eat ribs and fry them to eat crispy and fragrant; but I prefer to eat the heart... Well... The fresher it is, the better. It's best to bite it when it's still popping..."

As she spoke, she really swallowed her saliva, and her eyes became more fierce and sharp.

"Little brother, you know what? The heart still growing on people is the most delicious... The burst plasma... Well... Lenny can't help it..."

She said, sliding her fingers down Marca's cheek. All the way through the neck artery and raised clavicle, and finally accurately against Maka's heart.

"No... you, you..."

Maka was still struggling, her face full of panic, just like an ordinary boy attacked by unknown and powerful forces, she was almost full of drama.

He's not in a hurry, not at all!

Since these two girls are willing to spend their time on attracting people in the street, they probably don't dare to do it here at all. Even if it's quite remote here, they must change places for stability.

What's more, no matter how twisted you are, you will never eat in such a dirty place?

"Hum!" the little girl looked at Maka, who had been tossing all the time, and suddenly seemed to lose interest. "These stupid humans are the same. Can't they calm down like the woman in white last time? At least you can let Lenny play more for a while!"

"I'm hungry."

The girl holding Maka is not interested in playing with food, but she seems to take care of her "sister" needs.

"... but not in a hurry," she added with a cold face.

"Lenny knows... My sister loves Lenny the most!" the little girl smiled sweetly, which attracted Marca's attention. "Today I'll only play for a while... Uncle Logan will tell Lenny a story today!"

Logan?

Makaton was happy. It seems that he was really lucky this time. As soon as he got to the local clue, he bumped into it. It didn't waste his whole set of wonderful performances.

"Come on, sister!"

"Yes."

As soon as the voice fell, the cold girl immediately carried Maka on her shoulder, and then ran at a very fast speed. The hard shoulder blade made Maka feel a pain in his chest and abdomen, which made him grin uncontrollably.

He looked up and found that the little girl Lenny was not slow, and she was closely following not far behind.

With the rapid retrogression of the surrounding scenery, they soon took Maka to a slightly better building complex.

Maka was easily carried by a girl just a little taller than him to a room on the third floor of an apartment.

Then he was thrown heavily on the carpeted floor.

This time, he at least propped up with his hand to avoid being too heavy, and he had to heal himself later.

"You play first and I'll take a bath."

The girl didn't even have an interest in looking at Maka. She just said something to her sister without expression, and then went to the bathroom near the porch.

"HMM... little brother, why don't you cry?" Lenny blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Maka like a clever way. "Did you scare you? It's okay. Lenny and her sister will treat you well... We will pray for you before dinner!"

To whom? The Cronus in Greek mythology who eats his children when he has nothing to do?

"Er... Don't you like calmer food?" Marca looked at her innocently. "I'm actually a quiet and beautiful boy. What you saw just now are hallucinations."

Lenny was stunned when she heard it, and then giggled.

"Little brother, you are so funny! Lenny likes to play with interesting toys..." she looked around for a while and patted Maka's head, just like praising a lovely pet dog.

However, the next second, Maka suddenly moved her leg to the side. For nothing else, it was because Lenny's arm suddenly hit down and hit the floor hard, making a heavy dull noise.

If Marca didn't avoid it, his knee would have been smashed now, because Lenny's slap obviously ran there.

"Little sister Lenny, you are so strong..." Maka looked at the slightly sunken carpet. He was sure that a shallow hole had been hit on the wooden floor below.

"Eh?" Lenny looked at Maka suspiciously and blinked her big eyes. "Little brother's reaction speed is very fast!"

But Maka looked at her with strange eyes and said, "I used to be a rough child like you until I got a sword in my knee..."