Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

While walking, the girl chatted with Mori Yuesha, she put the hook quietly, and threw stones for Mitsuo Itang to ask directions in advance.

Thinking of Mori Yuesha's fate for a while, Nakajima Saki suddenly felt sad for the rabbit and the fox.

She glanced sideways at the cheerfully walking girl.

Small soft ears with hair pushed back.Looking sideways, the straight nose draws out a playful arc, and the slightly drooping corners of the eyes are full of charming tears.

gorgeous……

But, it's a pity, Mori Yuesha.

After tonight, I will promote your video well.

Chapter 143 Chapter 17 In the Karaoke Room

The karaoke room is not big.

Speaking of which, the so-called size is only relative to Tokyo people.If a foreign tourist comes here, he will definitely have a feeling of collapse for the so-called local people's concept of size.

Speaking of the high utilization rate, it disproves the cramped answer.

In the room that is worthy of foothold, Sen Yuesha is sitting on the sofa, holding a bag of snacks in her hand, chewing one after another.

The layout here is a semi-'U' shape, the sofa circles around and wraps the table in the middle, and the screen and jukebox are opposite the seats. In short, it is not much different from the karaoke room on the market, with clumsy lights flickering of.

A boring picture was played on the screen. In the small room, the two girls each had their own ideas, and no one touched the jukebox and the microphone placed on the shelf.

Saki Nakajima ordered a lot of food and drinks from the waiter—including some frills from the karaoke room.

For the waiter, he only gave the girl a vague expression. After swiping the card, he still truthfully provided the two underage girls with things that should not be provided.

Mori Yuesha smacked her lips and sank quietly on the sofa. After drinking the soda, she began to lazily lie on her side...

"I said Nakajima, hurry up, I'm so sleepy..."

Just as she was talking, the girl yawned very impolitely. The air in the room was a little bad. In addition, this karaoke room seemed a bit irregular. From the moment she entered, Sen Yuesha smelled a strong Strange smell.

This makes the girl a little irritable.

faster?

Saki Nakajima, who sent the waiter away, was a little puzzled. She stood in front of the door and looked at Mori Yuesha who was lying on the sofa. Her long hair covered her small face, and she couldn't see her expression clearly. She had two white arms with long hair. The long one sticks out, moves up and down left and right, humming extremely boring ravings.

"Abaaaba...Abaaaba, hurry up, hurry up, so slow..."

"Hurry up what?"

"Eh? You don't really want to ask me to sing, do you?" Sen Yuesha sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes: "Hurry up, don't you have someone ready?"

"Or, you deliberately dragged me to the karaoke room to find a place to challenge me one-on-one?"

Mori Yuesha's eyes drooped: "No way, no way?"

"I don't think you can beat me."

There was a sudden silence.

Seeing that he was caught, Saki Nakajima stopped pretending.

"You are so courageous, Sen Yuesha. If you still follow like this, could it be... that you called the police?" The girl stepped back cautiously, and she was quietly opening the phone address book in her hand behind her.

At this time, the distance between her and Mori Yuesha was already the maximum distance allowed in the room.

Mori Yuesha slowly took out her mobile phone from her bag, turned on the screen and shook it at her: "Hey, no. Wouldn't that be boring?"

Hearing what the other party said, Saki Nakajima smiled angrily: "No fun?"

"You'll know in a while, Mori Yuesha!" The curtain on the stage was lifted, and at this moment, all the actors should make their debut.

"You will firmly remember today, the consequences are caused by yourself! Not me!"

Mori Yuesha was fiddling with her emerald green nails, her leisurely posture and the hysterical Nakajima Saki formed two distinct images.

"This typical villain's way of speaking, is he really at the age of sophomore Nakajima?"

"I'm curious, do we have any hatred?"

"No?" After asking and answering herself, Mori Yuesha asked again: "Did I do anything?"

"No?"

She raised her leg, put her foot on the table, and put the other on her ankle: "So it's strange, why are you targeting me?"

Saki Nakajima clenched her fist tightly, her ferocious face destroyed the girl's original beauty.At this point, she had completely fallen into paranoia and rage.

"because of you!"

"It's all because of you!"

"Since I was a child, no one can surpass me! Why do you?" Her sharp voice was like a carving knife scraping on the blackboard, broken and manic.

"I've lost so much face, and you still pretend to know nothing?"

"Sen Yuesha, did you do it on purpose?!"

"The teacher likes you, and the boys and girls are all on your side!"

"I have paid so much, but in the end I still can't compare to you?!"

Mori Yuesha blinked: "You are no match for Ying Lili."

Saki Nakajima: ...

I have to say, this sentence is considered lore.Saki Nakajima choked on his chest for a long time, his face flushed red.

Mori Yuesha's fluffy black hair is curled, and she pressed the corner of her mouth: "Actually, you are also very good~ I found that there are a few boys who are always staring at you."

These words angered Nakajima Shahi even more: "Don't talk to me in that condescending tone of a winner!!"

She stomped her feet and approached, "Do you think you won? Sooner or later, these belong to me!"

Nakajima Shahi didn't understand Mori Yuesha's thoughts at all, she thought that this innocent girl was mocking her failure.

In fact, Mori Yuesha did the same.

"It's strange what you care about."

"I'm just a little richer than you..."

The girl squeezed her index finger and thumb together, forming a very small gap.

"A little prettier than you..."

The gap widens slightly.

"A little better than your figure..."

Continue to grow.

"A little better than your grades..."

getting bigger.

Saki Nakajima seemed to see the vast universe from the mocking eyes of the other party and the extremely ironic fingers.

"Senyuesha!!"

Nakajima Saki was panting violently, her chest was heaving and unsteady, her ferocious expression slowly faded away in Morizuki's innocent eyes, and turned into a smile that was not a smile.

"Maybe, you may be better than me in every aspect, but before today..."

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

Mori Yuesha moved her arms back and forth, lying on the sofa coquettishly like swimming.

The girl raised her head and curled up her calves: "I'm hungry, I'm hungry! Nakajima-san, I don't want to listen to Prajna's complaints..."

Nakajima Saki calmed down the anger in her heart, and finally, she pressed a button on the screen.

"Sen Yuesha, I hope you can maintain your current expression for a while."

The girl glared viciously at Sen Yuesha, who was slumped, and opened the door: "I'll make a wonderful video for you. [High school girls and three society boys' karaoke room fight!] How about it?"

Sen Yuesha ignored her, and rubbed her head against the cushion of the leather sofa. After playing for a while, she sat up and tore off the package of snacks, and stuffed them into her mouth.

The girl with bulging cheeks didn't pay any attention to the anger gradually building up on the other's face.

Nakajima Saki's face had a cruelty that didn't match her age.

She is also a woman, but she can easily walk to the edge of the cliff, stretch out her index finger, and push another young girl off.

Chapter 144 Chapter 18 So It's You, Basketball Monster!

Mitsuo Itou waited for a long time, and finally waited until he made his debut.

The man who broke in with two gangsters, still holding a half bottle of beer in his hand, looked unruly, and indeed had the end of breaking into society.

"That's her?"

The man's nostrils were open, and in his sight, there was a girl lying on the sofa, her fluffy hair hanging down, covering her face, her graceful curves undulating.

The three men looked at Shahi Nakajima, confused.

What is this scenario……?

Nakajima Shahi didn't return to her previous appearance, she lowered her head and raised her arms: "Brother Mitsuo..."

The man snatched the girl's cell phone, switched it to recording mode, and grinned excitedly: "In a moment, everything——record it, understand?"

Nakajima Shahi hesitated to speak: "Is this...is this okay?"

Hesitating, she tugged at Mitsuo Itou's cuff: "Forget it, she didn't mean to—"

"Hey! That woman, sit up for me!"

Mitsuo Itou took a few steps forward, loosened the collar of his shirt, and was about to unbutton his shirt.

The girl looked up.

She knelt lazily on the sofa, rubbed the corners of her sleepy eyes, and brushed her hair——

Slightly drooping eyes and slender black eyeliner, tear mole, curly hair, pouty lips, basketball-like features, slender waist...

Mitsuo Itou: ...No way?

No way? !

She is?