Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

In front of you, there are verdant greens and fragrant grasses everywhere.

The sun was shining brightly and warmly, mist crawled among the lush branches, and the moist air, like a censer being lit, was filled with the smell of plants.

The small tombstones are neatly arranged horizontally and vertically, and the secluded stone road has been swept clean, only occasional soft sobs and murmurs, which penetrate into the ears of passers-by with the refreshing wind.

Mori Yuesha and my wife walked up the stairs from Nai.

Beside a giant tree with luxuriant branches, two tombstones close together were silently sleeping under the shade of the tree.

Mori Yuesha stood there, and the photo on the tombstone came into view.

The man was about forty years old, and he was smiling happily.

He has short hair, eyes that know a lot about the world, wears a neat suit, and is grinning at the camera.

Among the serious monuments, it appears that the man is both cheerful and energetic.

The name is written on the monument.

【Moritoda】

Below, a paragraph is engraved.

【He is a good husband and a good father. 】

【He gave everything he had to his wife and daughter.His passionate love will forever flow in the hearts of the living and will not end with death. 】

Immediately on the other side is the tombstone of Mori Yuesha's mother.

The photo of the woman is very young, with black hair coiled behind her head, which is different from Sen Yuesha's slightly lowered charming eyes——

The woman has big round eyes with a young face, cute and cute, full of age reduction.

The photo of two people seems to be having a conversation.

【Noya Keiko】

[In the end, I decided. 】

[Return her to the long and bright seasons. 】

[Let her build a flower manor with her lover in another world. 】

[May the gods bless your immortal love. 】

Sen Yuesha took out the clear water and silk cloth that she had prepared earlier from the bag, bent down, and gently wiped the two tombstones, cleaning up the fallen leaves that accidentally fell on them, then lifted the water in the bucket and filled it with half of the water , Slowly poured on the tombstone.

My wife Yuno was there to help.

She took out the joss stick and lit it, and inserted the yellow and white chrysanthemums that were not too long or too short on both sides of the tombstone.

After finishing her work, my wife Yuno quietly retreated not far away holding a parasol, standing on the stone pavement, looking at the silent figures one by one, leaving room for Mori Yuesha to be alone.

"Recently, the weather has turned hot."

"Have your flowers been planted?"

Sen Yuesha curled her legs and squatted in front of the tombstone, her delicate palms slowly stroking the rough stone platform.

The men and women in the photo didn't change their smiles, and they were staring ahead as usual.

"Dad doesn't have to worry about helping me find my parents anymore. It's also interesting to say, don't you know?"

Sen Yuesha frowned playfully at the photo, raised her palms, and said softly, "I'm not human!"

"Is it amazing? When I first found out, I was also shocked!"

"Grandma Aliya has been taken care of very well by me. Now, her biggest headache all day is those children."

"We moved to a big house, the big one that Dad left behind."

The girl muttered about daily chores, troubled and happy.

It seems that only at this time can she express the secrets and hesitation in her heart to her heart's content - no need to explain, no need to guide, her voice permeates the slightly warm air, like a cold spring water sprinkled on a stone tablet, the truth is true. It is only here that one's own self can be unscrupulously swayed.

The sun is deflected and the temperature rises.

My wife Yuno is gradually beginning to enter a state of trance.

Sen Yuesha patted her shoulder lightly.

Turn around, bright smile.

"Let's go." Mori Yuesha took the umbrella from Yuno and propped it up for her, "Thank you for coming with me today."

My wife Yuno smiled, took advantage of the situation and took Mori Yuesa's arm, and re-displayed the true nature of her pendant.

"Isn't it great? I can see a different side of Yuesha." As he said, Yuno's nimble fingers pinched Mori Yuesha's arm: "Is Yuesha okay? Will she still be sad?"

Moriyuesha shook her head.

"I will regret it." Mori Yuesha suddenly remembered something, and looked at my wife Yuno: "By the way, Yuno's parents..."

My wife Yuno grinned: "Of course they are still 'disappeared'. I don't need to spend money to buy a cemetery and erect a tombstone for them. Donating is better than this."

"Besides, after buying the cemetery, I'll visit the grave?" She tossed her light pink hair and inadvertently rubbed them together with Sen Yuesha's black hair: "It's impossible to visit the grave."

"That was a day of universal celebration."

Mori Yuesha smiled.

She can't say much about my wife Yuno's parents who are still 'missing'.After all, Yuno's previous experience far exceeds the pain of most people, and no one is qualified to persuade her.

"Don't mention them, Yuesha, what do you want to eat today?"

Eh, speaking of eating...

"Cough, my wife, classmate Yuno." Mori Yuesha raised her umbrella and turned her head solemnly.

"I have a very serious question and I want to ask you."

Yuno blinked in confusion, "Oh, okay?"

Mori Yuesha frowned: "Tell me, if there is a girl who has gained weight recently..."

"But she's cute and kind..."

"So……"

"Then can she have hot pot tonight?"

ヽ(?×??)ゞ

puff.

My wife Yuno covered her mouth and gave Mori Yuesha a sweet look: "It depends on the breeder's mood."

Mori Yuesha raised her eyes timidly, bent her knees, and looked at the girl cautiously from bottom to top: "Then...how is the breeder's mood today?"

My wife Yuna raised her head and put on an arrogant expression: "It's not that good."

Looking at the delicate girl under her, my wife Yuno played with her strange tone slowly: "If~if there is a love~kiss, maybe, maybe she will think about it..."

Boo!

Like a little rocket, the girl quickly slapped my wife Yuno in the face with her mouth!

hehehe...

"Hey, is it okay?" Mori Yuesha pouted, and shook her pendant with her arms - the other party hung on her in a more sticky posture, her whole body was limp, as if she had no bones.

"Well……"

Subconsciously covering her blurred eyes, my wife Yuno lowered her head and pursed her lips, gently stroking the cheek that was kissed just now with her fingers.

"Hot pot! Hot pot! Hot pot! Oh oh oh!"

"Hee hee! Let's go! Eat hot pot today!"

Raising her hands, the bouncing girl ran down the slope, followed by a pink figure like cherry blossoms.

Chapter 151 Chapter 25 Do you think you are very humorous

Akane Minagawa gracefully raised her feet.

Yota Komuro knelt on the ground as a stool to support her supreme god.

Perhaps because she really couldn't accept this style of painting, Banruo sat far away with a cigarette between her hands, hiding herself in the shadow of the corner.

Only the gray-white smoke slowly circled like a snake, permeating the small room.

"So, there are a lot of people?"

The man exhaled smoke and looked at Akane Minagawa approvingly.

This woman really brought him many surprises.

"More than 30." Akane Minagawa pinched the ear of the other party with her toes, Yota Komuro immediately stabilized her shoulders, and handed the short teacup on the table to Akane Minagawa.

"The misty body has been found, do you need me to contact her now?" After taking a sip of tea, he handed it to Komuro Yota. While talking, Akane Minagawa played with the light hair beside her ear boredly: "Sure enough, I still like the current one." Young man..."

Banruo let out a 'tsk', and there was a hint of disdain in the ridicule between his brows: "More than 30..."

"Otherwise?" Akane Minagawa licked her bright red lips, "Let mortals feel the greatness of the mist..."

"I don't think you are all for the mist."

The movement of the woman playing with her hair made Banruo's earlobe itchy, and he pinched his mask-shaped earrings involuntarily.

Cold and sharp.

During the conversation between the two, the sound of rustling insect wings in the room was endless.

"Wonderful voice... get ready, Taoxin." Banruo crushed out the cigarette butt: "After the fog ritual is successful, I may be able to ask the organizer for a ritual item for you."

"In this way, the infection of the mist is nothing."

Although Hannya thinks that Akane Minagawa doesn't care much about the so-called infection at all, she really enjoys it.

The woman listened indifferently, her attention seemed to be entirely on her left foot.

Painted with red oil paint, he plucked the hair of the boy kneeling at his feet one by one.

Banruo pouted, stood up from the seat, picked up the suit jacket and put it on hastily.

Minagawa Akane suddenly spoke.

"See Zhenli early. That girl is always accompanied by a girl. Do you want to advance..."