Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

Who knows if there is a secret door leading to the underground ruins or some other mechanical device in the exhibition hall...

The straight-line distance on the map is 500 kilometers. If something really happens, she will have no chance to get there.

Raphael scratched his head, messing up his hair so much that it looked like a chicken coop;

The puppet figure silently took out a small comb from his shoulder bag, stood behind the girl and slowly combed her hair; another puppet figure stood behind them, looking left and right, observing the situation in the surrounding streets.

Occasionally, when pedestrians pass by and see how the three of them get along, they can't help but say to those around them, "These three sisters have such a good relationship."

Chapter 111: Rebellious Puppet Girls

Raphael only felt that his whole body was breaking apart, and his soul was floating up all of a sudden, as if he was about to ascend to that carefree paradise, escape all the sufferings of the world, and achieve great freedom and ease.

The girl's eyes were empty, and she had a happy yet fake smile.

Yes, she was blocked at her doorstep by counselors wearing armbands.

Why does Japan have such a weird profession?

"Student, why don't you go to school?"

"Where are your parents?"

The academic counselor pushed his square-frame glasses with his index finger, and the two lenses actually coupled with the sunlight from the sky, emitting a dazzling white light in the girl's eyes.

Raphael was stunned for a moment, then walked back home with dead eyes. After a while, he changed into the JK high school uniform which was mainly white with some blue stripes.

"Where's your schoolbag?" The counselor's dull and indifferent voice somehow carried a natural authority.

After some time, the old man who was about to retire looked at the newly-appointed "good" students with satisfaction. However, he was still worried, so he sent the girl who had tried to skip school to the municipal high school.

Raphael was in a difficult position, but he could only deal with those real brats who were curious about the transfer students;

While monitoring the normal work of the two puppet figures, the puppet "Raphael" can only perform some basic public information and network information collection and processing work due to the distance limitation of the host;

Finally, she had to deal with the high school teachers' on-the-spot checks when they saw new unfamiliar faces, but she insisted on not disturbing them, and used her knowledge reserves far beyond that of high school to solve the waves of random checks from the teachers.

I finally made it to lunch break. Even though I exuded a strong aura that told people to stay away from me, there were still girls who came over and exchanged names and contact information with me.

A little after three in the afternoon, Raphael left the school amidst the surprised gazes of his classmates.

Club activities that involve sweat and youth? Sorry, this thing has nothing to do with her.

She is the kind of person who cannot sweat. After all, it is too much to ask a robot to secrete sweat naturally like humans.

Besides, she didn't come to Japan to enjoy herself.

"How's the surveillance of the Anti-Relic Organization going?" Raphael leaned down behind the puppet girl, put his hand on "her" shoulder and asked.

"We used the signal monitoring tools of the CIA and the Japanese Ministry of Public Security to capture nearly 200 phone calls in a few hours. The destinations of these calls are very strange, and some even point to TEPCO..."

Puppet Girl No. 1 turned her head and pushed her plain glasses with her fingers in a serious manner, as if to make herself appear authoritative.

Her actions reminded Raphael of the student counselor he ran into at his doorstep a little after eight in the morning. Their expressions and actions were exactly the same.

"Don't imitate that counselor!" Raphael tapped the puppet girl's head.

"oops."

She tilted her head and stuck out her tongue, then continued:

"The initial analysis concluded that the sources of support for this anti-relic movement are very complex. Not only are there cults, financial groups, and large companies involved, but also ordinary people whose living costs and pressures have risen sharply due to the economic recession."

The other puppet girl lay on her back on the sofa and continued in a half-dead voice:

"We also found traces of the activities of the CIA and the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service..."

She turned over and lay on her side, posing in a seductive manner and said to Raphael: "Oh, I didn't notice this morning, host, you look so cute today... Wuhu, thank you for the treat."

Raphael's temples seemed to twitch when she heard this. Was her puppet a little too "autonomous"?

The navy blue skirt was knee-length, and her fair legs popped out from under the skirt. The girl generously exposed her young and delicate skin without caring, and her chestnut hair was draped over her shoulders, which was very suitable for wearing a sailor suit.

She is both a girl and a high school student. Her thin lips and delicate temperament make Puppet Girl No. 2 want to use the classic title of "schoolgirl" to call the host.

Looking closely, Raphael has a pair of big eyes that do not match the overall calm atmosphere. Only this part can not be called calm, giving people a very lively impression.

Wow, I can hardly recognize this as the host.

Puppet Girl No. 2 was twisting like a maggot on the sofa, looking just like a otaku who had fallen in love with her favorite character.

Raphael ignored her, but she still looked at him with a creepy smile on her face.

"…Hentai."

"Let's find out the cult first. They are an unstable factor." Raphael instructed.

"Attack them first?"

"It depends."

"DARPA won't allow a gun war."

"So do you listen to me or DARP?" Raphael asked bluntly.

"Of course it's yours."

"Give me the mission target file."

Raphael requested: "Weapons... Prepare me an AREX Delta 2 tactical pistol. The pistol grip of this gun is very suitable for small hands. Well, give me two magazines of subsonic bullets, and don't forget the silencer."

"No, we don't have permission."

The glasses "Raphael" stopped what he was doing and turned to stare at the host who was full of murderous intent:

"This is Japan. What you want is a niche among the niche. Even if we overthrow the entire Kyoto mafia, we may not be able to find what you need."

More importantly, many societies have cleaned up their business and started running businesses such as pubs, hotels, and brothels.

What era is this? Who still wants to fight and kill?

"Where are the CIA's assets?" Raphael asked.

"What do you say, host?"

"Tsk." Raphael was unhappy. "Then why do they want me to come to Japan? Just to be a girl who goes to school obediently?"

"Host, judging from your current appearance, you are an out-and-out 16-year-old JK."

The Otaku Puppet Girl No. 2 was crunching potato chips in her mouth, and she also picked up her mobile phone to take a few photos.

"By the way, the school uniforms are really cute. The high school students in sailor uniforms are awesome. Thanks for the treat!"

"How about you go to school for me tomorrow?" Raphael suggested seriously, "Since you said so, sailor uniforms are cute."

"No, no, no, I prefer seeing you wearing it than wearing it myself."

No. 2 was the one who spoke so arrogantly and made a strange hissing sound.

"Don't stare."

Feeling the gazes staring at him, Raphael covered his chest and turned away.

If it weren't for the fact that the mind of Puppet No. 2 came from her, Raphael would have definitely dismantled this obviously abnormal puppet.

"Okay, I won't watch it anymore." Puppet Girl No. 2 smacked her lips. "Host, what are you going to do next?"

"What else can we do?" Raphael threw the question back.

The answer was right in front of her. She didn't have a large-scale networking device like the MPU-5, nor did she have a puppet doll, so they couldn't conduct long-distance networking.

Even if there is such a radio station that supports individual networking and uses the puppet humanoid as a humanoid relay, the ideal activity distance is only about two hundred kilometers.

There is more than one mountain between Kyoto and Fukushima City, not to mention the distance restrictions.

Raphael then fell silent, as if to ask "Is there any other feasible solution?", but the two puppet girls shook their heads tacitly.

In order to tie the girl's hands and feet, or to curb her murderous intentions, DARPA monitors her activities every day. Since it is surveillance, it can only be surveillance, not active attack.

"Oh, host, we want a name." said Puppet No. 2, who has an uncle-like temperament.

"Yeah, okay."

Raphael took out his residence card, on which his last name was Fushimi, and his first name was Raphael written in a pseudonym.

"Will you continue to use Fushimi as your last name?" she asked.

"Of course, we are all your sisters! And it's strange that three sisters in the same family have different surnames."

"No, I don't have such a perverted sister, definitely not."

Raphael rolled his eyes and fanned his hands in front of his face quickly a few times.

"But……"

"I won't listen." She covered her ears and turned to walk towards the bathroom. "I'll go run some hot water first."

"A change of clothes is ready."

"Tsk, you didn't do anything?" Raphael expressed serious doubt.

"No."

With a skeptical mood, she walked into the laundry room outside the bathroom door, where the clothes for changing were already prepared.

Very regular home clothes, and the underwear is also quite decent. Puppet No. 2 seems to have some bottom line, Raphael thought to himself.

The bathtub was filled with hot water, and Raphael slowly took off his uniform.

The slightly swaying white rabbit made the puppet girl who was peeping outside the laundry room swallow her saliva.

"If you want to take a bath, come in and take a bath. Don't be sneaky..."

How could Raphael not know the puppet girl's actions? Everyone's hearts are connected.

Although as the host, she rarely takes the initiative to pry into their thoughts, but some of them involve bottom line and innocence... As long as they dare to think, Raphael will know it at the first time.

"Hmph, I'll be right there."

Lingyin (Puppet Unit 2) was overjoyed and went back to find some clothes to change. When she opened the door and went into the shower room, Raphael was already washing himself.

The water from the shower head did not create any mist, and Raphael's fair skin with a hint of redness was clearly visible to Lingyin.

Because you are sitting on a small stool, the curves of those parts are more prominent.

Although humanoids don't need to drink too much water, Lingyin now feels a little dry in the mouth.

But before long, Lingyin was brought back to her senses by the water sprayed from the shower.

"…Pervert, wash quickly."

"Ah."

Lingyin, who was caught in the act, blushed slightly and sat down in the shower next to her.

"Host, how about I be called Lingyin from now on?" asked Puppet No. 2.

"sure."

After rinsing her body, Raphael first put her foot in to test the water temperature of the bathtub. She felt that the temperature was a little high but she still accepted it. Then she walked into the pool and bent down to sit in the pool.

The green water in the pool slowly covered my body, reaching above my chest.

The annoyance caused by not being able to do this or that gradually faded away as the warmth spread all over my body, and what followed was a warmth and comfort that seemed to melt my whole body.

“It’s bliss.”

Raphael took a long breath, put her hands on the pool wall, and spread her legs freely. She completely relaxed her body, closed her eyes and began to enjoy it.

Lingyin finished washing herself, holding the towel in front of her. She carefully tested the temperature, then slowly sat down.

"Tsk, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Raphael saw Lingyin's action and immediately smiled bitterly. Crickets are paper tigers, they have the desire to steal but not the courage to do so.

Lingyin only let the water reach above her waist. She tilted her head back and poured some water over her body, feeling the warm and slightly cool water on her skin.

Comfortable and cozy, she wanted to blend in with it, Lingyin thought.

Looking into the distance at the quiet and beautiful sky and the houses with flickering lights at night, and looking up at the sky full of twinkling stars, it is hard not to enjoy such a scenery.