Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

People are always very clear about a certain node in memory, but vague about the whole memory.

This is normal behavior.

For example, some people never remember who they spent the night with last night, whether the girl has long hair or short hair, double eyelids or single eyelids.

I can't even remember what she was wearing.

But the man who wakes up can definitely remember whether the other party gave him a good experience and whether she was a desert or an Atlantic Ocean.

This is key memory.

Of course, he could be completely wrong.

For example, is it possible that the other party is also a man?

Tojo Aoi's key memories... To be honest, her impression of her mother is really vague.

The only clear thing is that scene.

A mother with no front teeth grinning at herself.

It sounds funny, and it's actually... funny too.

Father was a cruel person, so mother's character naturally became more and more submissive. Many times, she would rather step back as if she could take a step forward.

Then, there are those chaotic voices.

Father was 'fortunate' to hear the whispers long before the mysterious recovery.

He was frantically recording and experimenting—you can’t say he’s crazy, because it’s absolutely impossible for a crazy person to deal with various company affairs calmly, so that he skillfully hides those experiments in the huge iceberg of the Tojo Group. below.

This is Tojo Aoi's view of chaos all the time.It won't drive you crazy, but it will lure you insane.

People always have obsessions.

Aoi Tojo doesn't know what her father's obsession is, anyway, it's not her, nor her mother.

Later, blood relatives were sacrificed.

The mother firmly opposed her father putting herself on the altar. During the quarrel, she knocked out all her teeth with a hammer, smashed an eyeball, and cut off her nose with a dagger.

In the end, he used a sharp and short blade to cut across the arteries in his neck, and the blood sprayed far away.

——Just like the old house I lived in at that time, not only did it have many servants, but the fountain in the garden that was almost open all year round was also very popular with young girls.

——Of course, since Tojo Aoi saw the real cut-throat, she never went to the garden to see the fountain.After a few years, she moved out.

'Chenzhu, look, I'm about to die. '

'[Blood relative after sadism], just use me, okay? '

'Promise me, let Aoi go! '

'She is so young! '

With red eyes, the crazy father dragged his mother onto the sacrificial altar.The long trail of blood started just in front of his toes and went to the end of his sight.

In the next few years, my father occasionally showed a little guilty look, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

But Tojo Aoi didn't care about these.

And then, it's... Mori Yuesha.

That crazy, yet charming woman.

For some reason, every time Aoi Tojo thinks of her former lover, she feels a sense of hunger and insatiable nostalgia.

She didn't tell anyone: if she frankly talked to any man with a little relationship experience, the girl could easily solve her doubts and find the answer.

——The so-called "hunger feeling" and "unsatisfied nostalgia" and various literary modifications can be clearly described in one word or words.

thirsty.

Well.

Anyway, Reiko Usami...

Can you give me the answer after the mist?

The poisoned apple smiled like a hardcover puppet.

…………

Sen Yuesha, with her thighs bare, was welcoming the morning and stretched her waist in the sunlight.My wife Yuno, who got up earlier, made breakfast early, and put plates on the dining table.

School started, and the two of them gradually returned to normal routines. My wife Yuno, who had been away for a few days, came back with a dissatisfied look. She squeezed Morizuki's waist and touched her arm.

The eyes are strange.

"How does Yuesha eat when I'm not around?"

Mori Yuesha opened the chair with bare feet, and sat while drinking milk: "Of course I made it myself, otherwise? Yuno will never forget that I am a small cooking expert, but I am not as good as Yuno."

My wife Yuno spread out the bread, buttered it slowly, and gently placed it on the plate in front of Mori Yuesha. Seeing that the dishonest girl could drink a sip of milk, she took out two paper towels and handed them over.

After everything was done, my wife Yuno answered the call.

"Is that so...? Ms. Hiratsuka hasn't been here?"

Who?

Hiratsuka Shizuo?

Mori Yuesha was puzzled: "Why do you ask that?"

My wife Yuno's light pink eyes stared at the bowl of soup noodles in her hand, reflecting her indifferent face.

He looked up, put on a smiling expression and said softly: "No, I just asked. I don't want Ms. Hiratsuka to always trouble my Yuesha. Hey, I thought she would come here often."

"How could it be?" Mori Yuesa chewed the bread: "Actually, Ms. Hiratsuka is pretty good after getting in touch with her. Oh, I'm going to call the teacher soon."

"Not bad..." my wife Yuno repeated.

"Hmm, her grandma, didn't I tell you.

If Yuno, would you think they are pitiful? "

ha?

No, I don't think so.

Sen Yuesha continued without hesitation: "Occasionally I will visit her grandma. It's interesting. Take her to flutter butterflies and sing to her."

The girl paused: "She reminds me of Alia."

My wife Yuno was very smart and didn't comment further, because once Alia and the orphanage were mentioned, it was already a forbidden area for Mori Yuesa.

——The eyes of this important person these days are becoming more and more indifferent.Although her mouth was silly, she always looked at those strangers with a feeling of neither sadness nor joy, from top to bottom.

My wife Yuno doesn't know if this is a common problem of "ceremonial people", or Mori Yuesa is hiding other secrets or something, but as long as Alia and the orphanage are mentioned, that warm girl will come back...

Therefore, my wife Yuno never touches her restricted area, even if this girl is so warm to herself.

Ugh……

That is, doing the same to other people makes my wife Yuno a little angry.

The golden retriever Tsundere dog, the working poor seiyuu, and the mentally handicapped child from the Izumi family.

Every time she saw Sen Yuesha speak softly to them——

She just wanted to sew Sen Yuesha's lips with a needle, or...

Or kill them.

No one is by Mori Yuesha's side, so she can only face herself, hehe.

The girl who was smiling foolishly greeted Mori Yuesha's doubtful question.

"What's wrong, Yuno?"

Ok?

My wife Yuno raised her face and found that Mori Yuesha had finished eating. While wiping her mouth, she was still concerned about herself in a daze.

"What are you laughing at? Did something good happen so early?"

My wife Yuno raised the spoon and licked it with the tip of her tongue: "No, it hasn't happened yet."

"I'll clean it up first." Mori Yuesha stood up and walked into the bathroom with a flutter of voices: "Then I will make a wish for Yuno, and hope that the good things in her wish will happen soon!"

In the bathroom, Mori Yuesha was combing her hair in the mirror.

"Oh, that's right. Yuno, how is the way of the sword recently?"

"I don't plan to study anymore."

"Ha! I knew it!" The girl's voice passed through the water, muttering: "It's been so hard, I want to see if Yuno's hands have calluses!"

My wife Yuno sat on the chair and raised her hand, facing herself with her palm, looking over and over again.

There was no trace of holding a sword in the red and tender palm.

Also, I am about to leave the ranks of mortals.

"Of course not, because the training is lazy..." My wife Yuno said softly: "In order to give Miss Mori Yuesa a tender Yuno, so I consciously lazy!"

"How tender."

My wife Yuno didn't answer, her eyes were dim, and her hands were stroking her face.

Chapter 135 Chapter 9 New Class

Although it was a freshman year in high school, it was actually just a change of building.

Sen Yuesha looked at the similar buildings with ease, and after changing her shoes on the first floor, she went up the stairs to the second floor.

As soon as he entered the class, he saw An Yilun laying lifelessly on the table, with obvious dark circles under his eyes.

In the row beside him, Ying Lili was concentrating on filling out the information card, with her back straight.Also, this unreliable lady always looks like a girl in school.

Seeing Sen Yuesha enter the door, the class was silent for a moment, a few gazes swept across, An Yilun also sat up 'teng', Ying Lili also raised her head and waved to her.

"As expected, fate brought us to meet, Your Highness Yueji!" When Sen Yuesha passed by, he whispered hello.

"School has started, Lunya. Has your soul returned yet..." Mori Yuesha rolled her eyes, turned around and walked to Ying Lili's table, pointing to another table.

"I'll sit next to you, Miss Shining Liang~"