Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

There is also a small card with the price on it.

The price is hardly affordable.

After all, this area is very expensive, and all the shops opened serve certain types of people.

Price is not the point they care about.

Of course, it's not what Mori Yuesa cares about.

Just as my wife Yuno was putting some cucumbers into the cart, a familiar figure appeared in Mori Yuesha's sight.

——Golden ponytail, and a rare pair of black stockings under the skirt.

The girl was lowering her head with a solemn expression, and in her hand was a huge eggplant.

The whole person looks like the air pressure is very low.

The customers shopping around all quietly looked at this beautiful girl with sideways eyes.

however…

The master of the incident is still in a daze without knowing it.

Mori Yuesha looked around.

Oh, I didn't see Sayuri...?

Did you come out by yourself?

She patted my wife, Yuno, and pointed at Eri.

"Sawamura?"

"I don't know, let me go and say hello. If you don't call her, she will be photographed soon."

Mori Yuesha walked over in two or three steps, and snatched the eggplant from Yinglili's hand.

"Hey! Ms. Shining Liang, come to the supermarket to gather folk songs?"

Eh, eh? !

"Sen, Sen Yuesha!" Ying Lili stared, startled.

What's the matter with your captured expression?

"I...I passed by...you passed by too, hahaha."

Yeah what a coincidence(???)...

Seeing the other party waving his hands incoherently, Mori Yuesha grinned and shook the eggplant in his hand: "Do you want to buy ingredients?"

"No!" Ying Lili denied decisively, "Passing by! I'm passing by! I'm curious about this eggplant..."

Racking her brains, the girl thought of a reason: "Why is it...so purple...?"

Who are you asking...?

Ying Lili nodded, with an expression of 'it's all the eggplant's fault', and said to Mori Yuesha: "I passed by the supermarket, so I went in to have a look. In the end, I found that the eggplant... was very purple, so I picked it up out of curiosity. have a look."

Gone.

"Finished the explanation?" Mori Yuesha smiled.

Ying Lili was at a loss for words.

Sen Yuesha approached her slightly, looked at her bright blue eyes like cornflowers, and slightly parted her thin lips: "Let me guess, Miss Shining Liang, did you come here specially to buy ingredients?"

"No, no!" Ying Lili lowered her head, and at some point, her cheeks were dyed a light layer of crimson.

She glanced at Sen Yuesha secretly, then quickly lowered her head.

"Hey, what can't be said about this?" Mori Yuesha was holding the winning ticket, and the faces of the two were getting closer and closer: "It's so obvious, you can tell it at a glance, oh, Yinglili has grown up!"

Feeling relieved, Sen Yuesha looked at the blond cub, "I want to make a meal for myself..."

You're getting better, Yinglili.

Visible to the naked eye, Ying Lili became more and more nervous, and twisted her hands on her lower abdomen: "You know? Then, then you..."

"An Yilun is also that guy, there's nothing good or bad about eating, just do whatever you want!"

Sen Yuesha picked out an eggplant from the other party's strange look and put it in her shopping cart.

"Come on, Miss Shining Liang."

Yingli pear: ...(???)

Chapter 139 Chapter 13 Masquerade

Even though it was spring and summer, the fire here was burning.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a vast expanse of white and thick snow.

The crackling sound of firewood, the warm heat, and the roasted carpet are warm. If you step on it with bare feet, the soft warmth will start to spread along the soles of your feet.

On the glossy lacquered wooden table, the spout of the teapot was steaming.There is still unfinished tea in the old-fashioned teacup.

The snow outside is very thick, so thick that the world is quiet. Under the night, the moonlight gently sprinkles on the treetops, gently flowing down from the branches, for fear of melting the quiet snow layer.

Stepping in from the world of reinforced concrete, you only need to open a door.

The man hidden in the shadows waited quietly.

After knocking on the door from time to time, masked men and women walked in quietly, bowed to him, and sat down quietly.

The back of the chair is very high, the armrests are carved with patterns, and there is a thick layer of gilt on the outside of the wooden chair body. At the highest point, there are two transparent crystals on the left and right.

The round table formed a circle, and when it was full, it was reminiscent of the round table meeting of the eternal king in the fairy tale.

——Akane Minagawa's mask is covered with dark pink hearts, they are twisted and entangled, and the pattern that should embody happiness and love looks a bit permeable.

She tightly closed her lips, wearing a mask that could cover her face, and followed Prajna every step of the way as she pushed the door open.

All eyes in the room swept her back and forth vaguely.

"Newbie?"

Wearing a mask, Hannya nodded, and after taking her seat, introduced Akane Minagawa to everyone at the round table.

"She is 'Peach Heart', my recommendation."

Akane Minagawa could only sit under Hannya—that is, a small chair with a not-so-great-looking back that was not high enough.

When the seats are full, the door will naturally not open again.Those who were seated began to whisper to each other. Although they were all wearing thick masks, it was obvious that seniors would have a wider social circle.

"This is the masquerade."

Hannya turned around slightly, and said in Akane Minagawa's ear, "We almost don't know each other's identities, unless the referrer and the recommended will know each other's identities. So, don't ask me, I don't know them either."

"Also, remember, all speeches can only be made after the 'host' has spoken."

Organizer?

Hannya moved her hand under the table, pointing her fingertips in a certain direction.

Minagawa Akane looked along.

That's a man hiding in the shadows...

human?

Unlike all the people who came to the ball, he didn't have a thick mask, and his entire face and body were covered by a layer of continuously distorting shadows.

Shadows, darkness, infected germs, fire, sewage...

Really...beautiful?

"You'd better not stare at the host."

The words next to her ear suddenly woke up Akane Minagawa!

The woman was covered in cold sweat, and she quickly lowered her head, that terrifying and charming feeling kept hammering her fragile heart.

boom.boom.boom.

"You are the only newcomer here." Hannya said with a smile and teasing, his fingers gently rubbed the back of Akane Minagawa's hand, while chatting, he also teased the woman.

Slowly, the disturbing voice fell silent, as if a switch had been pulled off.

A muffled sound passed through the table.

"The dance begins."

Akane Minagawa looked down at the tabletop. At some point, thick mist gathered in the room early on. They contracted inwards in a vortex shape, spinning on the tabletop like a harmless small tornado.

A phonograph in the corner began to play strange off-key jazz.

The participants around me seemed to be familiar with it.

"My efforts were rewarded and 'The Mist'... responded."

Except for a few surprise inhalation sounds, Akane Minagawa noticed that more than half of the people seemed to have no reaction, and kept a respectful distance from the so-called 'fog'.

The mist was sucked into the center of the tornado in pieces - there, a small transparent egg remained motionless, and the storm was dense inside.

"It is the eye of the 'fog'." The voice in the shadow said: "This time, the hard work will be rewarded with great rewards..."

"The mist... will reward its kin."

After all, the uniform voices spoke in unison:

"Praise Chaos."

The pious voice is very consistent, without the slightest ups and downs of the group, accompanied by the ticking and trembling clock in the house, it seems that Akane Minagawa has returned to a certain medieval era.They are a cult that is preparing to hold a ceremony, and those who wear armor are about to break in...

"This time, is anyone willing to take over?"

After the interrogative sentence, Shadow paused: "Mr. Huojianshe?"

As soon as the words fell, Hannya in front of Akane Minagawa raised her head decisively: "I don't think Huojianshe is suitable."

No one has any doubts.

Banruo said confidently: "This time we need not only strength, but also penetration. We don't know the current movements of the official ritualists, and a lot of the bait released has been eaten."

"The failed operation like Huojianshe's is enough to prove that his ability is not good enough to complete your task."

This reason is very convincing, even Huojianshe himself sat there without saying a word, quietly like a sculpture.