Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

After the smell of wet grass, layers of water vapor followed, as if the fog had been lifted, revealing a clear stream, washing the stones, and flowing quietly with the fish.

Like a transparent glass thread, all the singing voices are stored in it.

Anyone who hears it by chance will definitely wind it up and hide it secretly in their pockets.

When I get home, turn it on again, put it in my ear when no one is around, and enjoy this clean whisper again.

The woods became quiet, White Hoof walked around an unopened flower, and the unicorn appeared in Sen Yuesha's singing.It gently rubbed against the girl's palm with its side face, and made the same sound as her.

That is not a human voice.

It is a human fantasy.

The old man closed his eyes, chanted and sang, and the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily.

The tears burst.

Chapter 131 Chapter 5

When Mori Yuesha turned her head, she vaguely saw a few young men and women accompanying their families, putting down their mobile phones and applauding softly not far away.

On the other side, Hiratsuka noticed that the old man seemed to have remembered something, and walked over excitedly, but was almost crushed by the wheelchair to his toes.

"Who are you? Go away! Don't bother me to listen to the song! You are so grown up, don't you know how to respect the elderly?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka: ...I suffer, but not completely.

"Just let them record it, okay?"

Hiratsuka asked Mori Yuesha worriedly, she asked Mori Yuesha to accompany her, but this happened, she was not sure whether the girl would like to be photographed.

"It doesn't matter, it's the back anyway."

Hiratsuka looked up and down at her figure.

"I think people who know you well can recognize you even from your back..."

Mori Yuesha didn't care.

Ding.

The screen lights up.

A verification message pops up.

[I am Xia Shizi, teacher Yueji, hello. 】

Oh?

It seems that the guy Akane Kosaka mentioned it yesterday?

Saying goodbye to Grandma Hiratsuka Shizuka, on the way back, Mori Yuesa passed the verification.

The other party sent a message immediately.

[Xia Shizi: I'm a little excited, is it really Teacher Yueji? 】

[Yueji: Yes. 】

[Xia Shizi: She really is very cold, she is indeed an artist who can draw 'a woman swallowing a wine glass'. 】

【Yueji: No, no (waving hand)】

[Yue Ji: I was singing just now, and even fluttered two butterflies! 】

【Yueji: Hahahahahahaha! 】

Kasumigaoka Shiyu lying on the bed: ...

Personality is a bit different from what I know.

[Xia Shizi: Teacher Yueji, I am your fan. 】

[Yueji: I heard from Akane... Oh, it's Zhuyin Hongsaka, she told me, your novel? 】

[Xia Shizi: That...is it okay?Be sure to take a look at my work! 】

Of course, feel free to send it over.

Mori Yuesha asked her to wait, and when she got home, she took out the key and opened the door——

call out…

Snapped!

A small pink cloth slapped across the face.

At the end of the second floor, Sagiri Izumi hid in the door—still in the state of 'throwing Canshin', his angry little face swelled into a puffer fish.

"It's been too long! It's been too long! Did Yuesha forget to come and see me!"

"How come! Isn't school going to start soon, hey, there are a lot of things to prepare." Mori Yuesha dangled the little pink string on her index finger, bent down to change her shoes, and carried the fruit upstairs.

"Hmm... I haven't seen Yuesha for several days! The village sign has also disappeared!"

"She's been busy with her publishing sprint recently." Mori Yuesa walked into Izumi Sagiri's secret base.

A change of clothes all over the floor, unfinished snacks, half bottles of drinks, brushes, drawing boards, and various manuscripts...

"Oh, how will little Sagiri get married in the future." Like an old mother, Mori Yuesha pouted for Hequan Sagiri to clean up, "Why don't you sell it to me, I can still afford to support you."

"Humph."

Jumping onto the bed with his feet on his feet, Izumi Sagiri still didn't calm down.

"Okay, here, next time I'll bring you the beach version of my sister in the honey-colored swimsuit..."

Mori Yuesha touched Sagiri's head, in order to appease the puffer lady, she betrayed her friend without hesitation.

"Really?!"

The little guy jumped up and gestured excitedly: "And that dimpled Strong Woman!"

"Hey, don't say that about people."

but…

Aoyama Nanami, Machida Mariko, I wish you happiness.

Got the cheap and good-looking Mori Yuesha, and put down the corners of her mouth pretendingly: "Sure enough, Sagiri is a girl who likes the new and dislikes the old. She has said before that she likes to draw me the most..."

Izumi Sagiri doesn't like this at all.

Her eyes were shining brightly, staring closely at Sen Yuesha, her eyes slid down from Sen Yuesha's collarbone, like making a water slide with a great arc.

"Of course I like to draw Sister Yuesha the most, so can I draw you?"

Mori Yuesa replied with a smile: "I will invite Aoyama Nanami and Machida Mariko over as soon as possible."

Cut, unreliable liar sister.

Hequan Sagiri pouted.

"recent……"

Ok?

The girl looked tentatively at Mori Yuesha's expression, and seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, she hesitated and said, "There is an interview with that guy..."

What?That rascal?

"Tojo, Tojo Aoi!"

Mori Yuesha was silent.

"Well, I see. So?"

Mori Yuesha turned her back and continued to tidy up the room.

Although her tone was blunt, Izumi Sagiri could hear a sense of concern from it.

"So, sister Yuesha, do you want to take a look? She mentioned you."

"mentioned me…?"

The computer screen lights up.

The desktop wallpaper is a high-definition 4K photo of Mori Yuesha bending over to wipe the floor, but the shooting angle is not from the front.

Whether this reflects the superb skills of the photographer, Mori Yuesha is not sure, but who else is the culprit?

She flexed her fingers and flicked Sagiri. Then, the other party covered her head and moved the cursor to the video that had been saved earlier.

The black frame is opened, and the sound is extracted from the speaker.

[Interviewer: So, then, Ms. Tojo, what do you have for the future development of the Tojo Group...]

Barbara.

[Interviewer: Yes, so, does Ms. Tojo have any hobbies?I heard that your father...]

Barbara.

coming.

[Interviewer: ...Of course, but, is there anyone you like?In other words, have you ever thought about falling in love? 】

[Tojo Aoi: I have been in love. 】

The reporter asked a few more questions. In the picture, Aoi Tojo frowned and pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

Aoi Tojo couldn't say it.

The lights are very dazzling, and she knows that her makeup and clothes are perfectly matched and will not show any flaws on the screen.

Just this question.

The interviewer on the opposite side was a little puzzled.

Is this question so difficult to answer?

"Miss Tojo?"

He coughed, changed his posture and sat upright again, and asked again: "Do you have any regrets, what about your relationship?"

"After all, we are all people who have come from our youth (laughs), and we all carry all kinds of regrets that are not similar but equally painful."

Actually, just say: 'Of course. '