Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

"That child..." Xia Zhiqiu's mature voice carried a little teasing: "I am very dependent on you."

Mori Yuesha ate with her head buried in her mouth, but didn't answer.

Kasumigaoka Shiwa stared at Mori Yuesha's ears, and changed her position - next to the girl's body, and when she spoke and looked at her, her breath fell on the other's cheek.

"Shachan, after you saved me, you haven't repaid you yet."

"Hey, senior sister, don't say it so seriously." Mori Yuesha rolled up the wrapping paper and held it in her hand, and said casually, "Buy a bottle of yogurt and let me lick the lid."

"Like a puppy drinking water?"

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu looked at Mori Yuesha inexplicably, in his sight, the other party's raised lips were bright red - Mori Yuesha like a puppy drinking water...it should be very interesting, right? ?

The reserve writer fantasized about that scene, and suddenly blushed a little.

"Is there anything other than a yogurt cap?"

Mori Yuesha cast a slanted glance at Kasumigaoka Shiyu, and saw through it in a second: "Why do I feel that you are talking yellow, senior sister, the smell of seafood is overflowing from the words..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu squinted her eyes and smiled, half of her face was covered by the book.

Sure enough, one year older, the speed of the car is different when talking.

Mori Yuesha took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and then rolled into a ball again: "Senior sister is here every day at noon?"

The topic changed, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu stretched out boredly, the faint light outlined the girl's good figure: "I am here every day, Yuesha can come to me anytime and anywhere."

"By the way, Teacher Xia Shizi's novel will be published soon."

Mori Yuesha was surprised: "So fast?"

Someone who procrastinates doesn't know that most events in this world advance at this speed.

"Quick?" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu shook his head: "Thanks to your help, Xia Shizi said, the editor is very optimistic about this book."

"No way, Xia Shizi is a very talented writer."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu doesn't think so, but there is no need to be entangled in this kind of issue.

——It is very pleasant to be praised.

She actually wanted to talk to Mori Yuesha about the "ceremonial person" today. After 'purchasing' the detailed information, the girl immediately thought of Mori Yuesha.

Does she know this?

I could tell her all, all of it.

But then I thought that the opponent should be on the side of order, but I joined a chaos association that sells blue-eyed white dragon cards...

Said, will be hated, right?

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu stared at the other party.

The long black hair spread out on the girl's back like a fan of black satin, and the hanging strands were wrapped behind the ears.Light-colored short-sleeved shirts and short skirts were blown by the breeze.

Her waist and back were straight, and she stared at the clouds in the sky in a daze.

Like an elf that does not belong to this world, sometimes it is ethereal and elegant, exuding a faint fragrance of fir; sometimes it is lively and vivid, revealing a strong and coquettish dahlia flavor.

For a long time, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was very sure of her orientation. Although she did not reject it, she was also convinced that she was definitely not 'Shiyu Ji'.

But after meeting Sen Yuesha, this solid stone of confidence began to be full of cracks...

There is always something faintly attracting a young girl.

Just like the mythical creatures in some kind of fantasy story, dragons and elves are born to attract those mortals around them like moths to the flame, and then do nothing——

Just accompany the god I longed for, quietly waiting for the body to grow old.

And the eternally young creatures will only have one more memory called 'once'.

This feeling is amazing.

"Cough." Xiazhiqiu Shiyu lost his composure rarely.

"Yuesha, about the ritualist..."

"The ritualist?"

Mori Yuesha blinked, and the moment the other party exited, the purple curtain unfolded——

[Energy Level: Lv0 · "Contact"]

no problem...

"How did the senior know the name 'ceremonialist'?"

"Eh?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu replied in surprise: "Didn't Yuesha say it that day?"

"What did I say?" Mori Yuesha thought for a while, but couldn't remember clearly.

"Yuesha said it herself." Xiazhiqiu Shiyu repeated strangely: "What order did Yuesha say...don't remember?"

Mori Yuesha pushed her wind-blown hair behind her ears: "Hey, order?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's eyes were full of curiosity.

"It's order and chaos." Mori Yuesha nodded her chin: "The ritualist was divided into two, probably... hostile."

"Where is the moon yarn?" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu asked cautiously: "Is the moon yarn an order?"

Mori Yuesha turned her head, a little confused.

"Probably count?"

"perhaps?"

Mori Yuesha chuckled: "I'm probably in the middle. For the two, I tend to be in the middle."

balanced…

sect?

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu nodded thoughtfully: "What does Yuesha think of Chaos?"

Asking cautiously, she didn't notice the tension in her words.

"Chaos."

Sen Yuesha rolled the wrapping paper ball in her hand, and said casually, "Just don't disturb my life."

Is that so?

"That day…"

"That day it was because they were buzzing around in front of me like flies. Besides, didn't they save Senior Sister?"

As if seeing Kasumigaoka Shiwa's doubts, Mori Yuesha grinned with a weird expression.

"As long as it doesn't disturb the people and life I care about, I don't want to bother. Whether it's order or chaos, it's boring."

Although she said indifferent words, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu was not surprised at all. She even thought that the other party's shallow mention was a reward and reward for those who performed the ceremony.

It's not a problem for creatures that don't belong to the world to take a cold-eyed attitude towards good and evil.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu quietly raised the finger that had been hidden in the book for a long time, and stuck it to... her lips.

Sen Yuesha...

Chapter 201 Chapter 75 Scrap Mother

Landmark, the lakeside of Wabi-sabi Garden.

A group of goblins hid in the leaves, whispering to each other while looking at the queen not far away.

The girl is surrounded by star-like colors, and the palm-sized oil paint squirms in the air in a trance—the profiler of Sen Yuesha.

finally…

Here's a chance to ask a question.

Facing the reflected dazzling lake light, Sen Yuesha stood in place.

"Well... first of all, who are you?"

Before the words were finished, the curtain was rolled out, and the dark magnifying glass gradually disappeared. Then, the lines began to be written slowly in some elegant font:

【child……】

[The day you were born,]

[The bright stars of the entire multiverse are whispering your name. 】

Moriyukisha:  …

? ?

WTF?

Blah blah, blah blah, long paragraphs of words seem to have been copied... from somewhere.

[My life will not reach the end!And you, will...]

— stay here.

Gone.

The other party seemed to want Mori Yuesha to ask first, and used the ellipsis to make a fool of it.

'And you, will...' After that, there was no more movement on the veil.

What will happen?

Sen Yuesha watched it silently, and took out a cream biscuit from the small basket and bit it in small bites.

A paragraph of words and a girl confronted each other silently.

By the lakeside, there was a full minute of silence.

After a while, brushing aside her curly hair, the girl sighed, a little disappointed: "I almost won."

[…Honey, we are not competing. 】

Ignoring what was written on the curtain at all, the girl shook her wrists and sat upright on her knees, eager to try again.

The little mouth was tightly pursed.

【Do not…】