The Witch Who Feeds Crows

"The Pitch-Black Wings have carved Their mark upon my body, granting me the right to rear Their kin. From this day forth, the flock of crows shall remain ever at my side; as their power grows with each passing day, so too shall I rise higher and higher." —From "To the Keeper of Hours Who Bears the Black Feathers," anonymous …… Transmigrated to late nineteenth-century Britain, and it seems I've also gained the ability to command crows—the stronger my crows, the mightier I become! Wait a moment, this isn't Great Britain? Magic? What is this unscientific nonsense? Vampires, werewolves? What kind of fantasy stuff is this? Oh well, oh well—does that stop me from opening a detective agency? ...