I Don't Want to Be a Valkyrie

Hearing the bone girl's voice, Yan Moai looked at her calmly, and also saw the balloon in her hand, slightly stunned on the balloon, and looked away again.

"Miss, here..."

The bone girl held the balloon in her hand and handed it to Yan Moai.

Yan Moai doesn't like many things, and origami balloons are one of them.

"I'm going to relax, you don't have to follow me."

Looking at the balloon in front of her, Yan Moai also didn't pick it up, but her eyes stayed on the balloon for a few seconds.After retracting his gaze, he said to the three of them in that unwavering tone.

"This……"

Hearing Yan Mo'ai's words, Lun Rudao's face did not change at all, and there was still such a harmonious smile.Only Bone Girl and Yimulian hesitated a little.

If it is other times, Yan Mo loves someone and they don't need to worry about anything.Although Yan Moai looks only 13 years old, her actual grade is already hundreds of years old, so there is nothing to worry about.

But now... I'm a little worried that Miss will suddenly become irrational because of impulsiveness.

"Until I find a way to deal with that woman, I won't take the initiative to find her."

Yan Moai also saw the worry of her two subordinates, and added something upset.After finishing speaking... without waiting for other reactions from the three of them, he turned around and walked in one direction.

Only the bone girl and Yimu Lian were left staring at each other.

……

Yan Moai, who had left several subordinates, was walking aimlessly on the street for an unknown amount of time when she suddenly heard a wonderful clarinet sound.

Yan Moai couldn't help but stop. She also practiced the clarinet often, and she liked the clarinet when she was a human.Hearing the clarinet sound suddenly, Yan Moai listened quietly for a while, and felt a lot calmer.

Immediately afterwards, he unknowingly walked towards the place where the clarinet was played, and then saw a young boy performing clarinet on the street.

There are quite a few folk singers or artists in street performing arts in Japan. Some of them do it because of their hobbies, some do it for a living, and some want to go this way but they have no channels and can only sing on the street. , hoping to be caught by someone suddenly, or accidentally become popular on the Internet.In this Internet age, such people are not rare.

The young man played the clarinet very beautifully, but there were some people gathered beside him, and some people would even offer a little reward from time to time.

And Yan Moai stood beside the crowd, without any reaction, just listening quietly, without any intention of paying for it, or whether she has money or not is one thing.

After the song, Yan Moai's mood basically calmed down, and then she was about to turn around and leave.

But just when she was about to leave, a group of people around her, especially young people, surrounded her. These people seemed very surprised and excited, even more than the audience of the teenager who was playing clarinet.

"It's Yan Moai! It's exactly the same!! It's so cute."

"Is there a comic exhibition around? Is she a cosplayer who came to participate in the comic exhibition? The cosplay is too good, it is simply a restoration of God! No, I want to get her autograph... not only the autograph, but also a group photo. If you miss it, you will regret it." of."

A passing-looking high school girl in a sailor suit next to the street looked very excited looking at Yan Moai in the crowd.

Weekly Shonen S originally had as many female readers as male readers, maybe even more.After all, compared with the other two weekly shonen magazines, there are a lot more Otome-oriented manga in Weekly S than the other two major weekly magazines.

And Hell Girl's style is universal for men and women, and there are also many female fans.

Chapter 152 Yan Mo Loves My Wife

Yan Moai looked at the crowd that surrounded her, especially the eyes of most people looking at her, as if seeing an idol star, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She is a hell girl!It's an emissary from hell, the kind of god of death and ghosts... a slapstick existence.

Now these mortals are not afraid of her at all, and even like her very much?

This year's humans can't do it!

……

"Well, hello! Could you please sign for me? Please!"

When Yan Moai frowned slightly, a girl rushed to Yan Moai suddenly, and said please.

"..."

Looking at the excited girl in front of her, Yan Moai stared at her expressionlessly. Just when she was about to say something, the girl suddenly slapped herself on the head.

"You didn't bring a pen, did you? It's okay, I'm ready!"

As he spoke, he took out the pen and a small notebook in his bag, and handed them to Yan Moai expectantly.

Because of the girl's actions, another boy approached Yan Moai with a camera in high spirits.

"Hello! Your cosplayer is Yan Moai, right? It's so similar! Compared with you, those cosplayers in the past are just scumbags. If it's not really impossible, I even felt like you at first glance. It’s as if the real Yan Moai came out of the comics, please take a photo with me! Even if you pay for it.”

The man's tone was quite excited. He originally liked this cosplay circle, but now Hell Girl is on fire... I have also seen some cosplayers who cosplay Yan Moai. Although those people can't say no, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

Comparing it with the girl in front of her, it's like comparing it with the official perfect level boutique.

"..."

Yan Moai stood in the middle of the crowd, and her face darkened again when she heard the man's words.It's all that damned woman, and now everyone knows "her".

And still treat her like some kind of S...

Now she is not herself anymore, so why is she so similar to Yan Moai?

Also... little love?

do we know each other?I don't even know someone calling someone so kindly.

However, this is not the worst...