Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

It can't be the same as dealing with chaos.

But... it should be very interesting to do this, after all, human beings are very fragile creatures.

Eh?

How could I have such an idea.

Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Graduation and Hiratsuka

The graduation ceremony was held as scheduled.

The students happily stepped on the petals of cherry blossoms and ran out of the school gate with their schoolbags in their hands, and the holiday came as scheduled.

However, An Yilun's complacent look still caused some people's dissatisfaction.

"What. I've passed it, haven't I? Finally! I can work legally! Hahahahaha! I'll do the math, I'll do the math, what should I buy first... Figures, Figures! And,' Is that manga coming out too? By the way, Your Highness Tsukihime, I can finally support you!!"

English Pear:  …

Moriyukisha:  …

Is that why you fly low?

If it weren't for the fact that the high school has reduced the test score line for students who are directly admitted to the junior high school, you can really go to the construction site to work at this time.

Ying Lili snorted, and looked at An Yilun who was jumping up and down excitedly: "It's a skill to stay at this level."

"Aren't you too?"

An Yilun also complained about the short golden-haired painter through his glasses: "To draw those strange things, I even went to Mori Yuesha's house to draw them. Fortunately, His Royal Highness Yue Ji has an excellent two-dimensional soul! So I was not caught. You are crooked! Ah! Sure enough, the setting of fighting and exploding clothes in Dragon Ball is learned from you... right?"

An Yilun also had an expression of "I found Huadian" - the next moment, two long ponytails directly covered his face...

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up! It's because of who, every time I come to your house, I get pushed and blocked!"

"How can you go to a boy's house and paint something like that? You're really going to cause trouble!"

Sen Yuesha covered her face.

The two agreed to ignore each other, and then they would always quarrel over a certain issue when chatting with themselves.

Ding--

A message pops up on the phone.

——— Iron Fist Invincible ———

In the noodle shop next to the SomeSing bar.

Hiratsuka leaned back in the chair, staring blankly at the girl who was sipping noodles, subconsciously rubbing her face with her right hand.

He was punched there by the weak-looking girl in front of him, and it still hurts.

The heel of the high-heeled shoes was also broken.

Really, don't you wait for someone to finish talking?

Shizuka Hiratsuka looked helplessly at the girl who looked like a little fox.

A big black wave set off the palm-sized face.Eyes as bright as jewels, and a nose with a special sense of western classical beauty, and a tear mole charmingly dotted under the corner of the eye.

Mouth—I don’t mention my mouth anymore, I’m snoring and eating noodles.

"You mean, you didn't come to stand up for those little bastards?"

Mori Yuesha wiped her mouth with a paper towel, put her hands together on the table, and said, "What do you want to ask me? You probably know everything, right?"

"Don't use honorifics, my name is Shizuka Hiratsuka." The woman in front of Mori Yuesha had long hair.A dark suit, high heels and black stockings.

When she is static, she has the smell of a mature woman - if you haven't seen her standing crookedly on the side of the street with a cigarette in her mouth.

Hiratsuka quietly ordered a cup of black tea, blowing away the rising mist, and narrated his own affairs.

"...So, when my father passed away, he left behind a company."

"My mother took me and took care of my sick grandmother. We were not short of money, but the shareholders in the company took advantage of the opportunity. At that time, it was my uncle who helped my mother."

Later, Hiratsuka learned that the "enterprise" run by my uncle was of a special nature.

He himself is also the group leader of the Pine Valley Club.

"The money earned over the years has been recorded one by one, and all of it has been returned to him. And in order to repay the kindness, the annual dividends will be much higher."

"I want my mother and grandma to live without sin." Hiratsuka said calmly: "I have seen those who were forced to sign contracts and ended up bankrupt; I have also seen those who were deceived and sold into Huajie. Old man Homeless, kids on the streets."

"They were relatives, but they helped me and my mother during difficult times." Shizuka Hiratsuka seemed a little excited, and clenched her fists tightly: "But I really can't accept this kind of person. It's okay to say I'm ungrateful .In short, I can't accept what my uncle has done."

Mori Yuesha nodded, and asked another question: "So Miss Hiratsuka asked me to come out today?"

"My uncle's men and I... those guys are pretty familiar. It's really worthy of my conscience to attack an orphanage."

The woman who gritted her teeth said, "It can be regarded as accumulating blessings for my mother and grandmother. It would be great if I could help you and the orphanage. I want to talk to him in front of you."

After Hiratsuka Shizuka finished speaking, she turned to look at the glass window.

There seems to be an invisible dividing line between the foggy house and the dark street outside.

She stared at the glass window for a long time, her eyes as dark as the abyss disappeared, and the moon silently proclaimed the ridiculous innocence of the woman on the glass.

Maybe.

Mori Yuesha said: "Many people can't do this, thinking 'Anyway, I benefit myself, let others die?' There are many people who have this kind of thinking."

Man does not hate rights, man only hates that he has no rights.

Once he had power, his face immediately became more hateful than the one he hated.

So Mori Yuesa can understand the pressure in Shizuka Hiratsuka's heart, and why she confided in her, who seemed to be a stranger.She has nothing to say.

Shizuka Hiratsuka agreed with a wry smile, and she told her mentality pointingly: "I was really happy when I was young, even proud."

"Boys and girls in the school are very envious of me, 'Is that guy the eldest lady of the Matsutani Association?' I never reply to these guesses. Whoever offends me, there will always be my uncle's men to help me."

"I didn't understand until I entered the society. Who doesn't like 'privilege'? It's just that this kind of 'privilege' is based on the exploitation of the weak. Maybe I'm too weak. There's no way to watch them cheat , use violence and tricks to destroy other people’s lives. The Matsutani Society—a collection of all kinds of dark sides, should not exist.”

"However, what should I do for my uncle who helped me and this relative?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka asked a question, but didn't want an answer.

She slowly sipped the black tea in her hand, curled up in the chair dejectedly.I hoped that the sun would shine through the glass windows, but the evening had been here for a while.

"Whether you accept it or not, doesn't it all depend on who you are?"

Sen Yuesha squeezed a small candy and stuffed it into her mouth with a happy face: "Some people can use everyone without changing their faces. Some people die stupidly to save others. In the final analysis, there is no right or wrong, it's just human It's different. I think Ms. Hiratsuka already has the answer in her heart."

Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't show any expression, she just nodded calmly.

Chapter 33 Chapter 33 Fujimoto Matsu's Stupidity

Five minutes later, Fujimoto Matsu pushed the door open and entered.

He was wearing a rumpled black suit, and a silver necklace the size of a finger hung around his neck.After the door was pushed open by him vigorously, it bounced against the wall and made a loud noise.

There was a moment of silence in the noodle shop.

"I said what's going on, so it's like this?"

When Fujimoto Matsu saw Mori Yuesha, his expression changed.

He walked up to her provocatively, pulled out the chair, and then, with his legs spread apart, sat down opposite Sen Yuesha.

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Fujimoto Matsu indifferently.

"This year's dividend will be increased by [-]%. From now on, don't bother my mother and grandma. Also, I know about this girl and the orphanage, so don't go."

Mori Yuesha put her hands in front of her chest, crossed her legs and said nothing.

Fujimoto Matsu's face gradually turned black.

"What bastard talk!" He slammed the table.

The few scattered customers in the store looked this way one after another. The waiter hesitated, seeing Fujimoto Matsu's attire, and didn't know whether to come over, and finally lowered his head and ran to the back kitchen.

"With this little money, do you want to leave the Pine Valley Club?"

Fujimoto Matsu stretched his neck, and looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka with a smile that was not a smile: "Ms. Hiratsuka? Do you really think you are a lady? You have received a lot of help from the Matsutani Society these years, right?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka said indifferently: "Do you mean that the boy who chased me was beaten for no reason when I was in school, or that no matter where my mother and I moved, someone would come to 'visit' the next day?"

"Am I underage? Fujimoto 'little brother'?"

"For the shareholders, of course I have to thank my uncle, but other than that, there is nothing else, right?"

"Or, Uncle has already made a decision and wants to turn against me?"

Fujimoto Matsu waved his hands to fan the air with a grin, and that indifferent look was on his face.

He smiled and said: "This is the request of the team leader, to 'take care' of your mother and daughter. However, I still have to say that the team leader has a vision. You have paid off a lot in these years. Look at my clothes."

He tugged at the collar of his black suit and shirt: "It's all thanks to the eldest lady that we can have this kind of subsidy."

Mori Yuesha turned around and waved to the store manager who was standing in the distance looking over, signaling him not to worry.

Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at Fujimoto Matsu with disgust: "The money these years is enough. As a reward for helping his mother when he was a child - even you trash, don't you have food and clothing, life is good? Fujimoto Matsu Sir, this is the end of our relationship."

"Is that the end?" Fujimoto Matsu said with a smile: "The team leader will not give up. Let the eldest lady tell the team leader herself. Also, what I said about the orphanage is not... ah! Speaking of which, Missy's friends are also intervening in this matter."

He said a name silently.

"I see." She raised her eyebrows, turned her head and said to Sen Yuesha: "I know who is in charge of this part, although it was just a guess before."

"Have you heard of Yukinoshita's House?"

Mori Yuesha shook her head in doubt: "...it seems?"

"It's a family engaged in the real estate industry, and the man in their family is also a county councilor. It seems that my friend is responsible for this matter. She is not such a person. There must be some misunderstanding."

Shizuka Hiratsuka promised Mori Yuesha: "Let me go and explain to her, aren't you going to move out soon? During this time, no one will disturb the children."

"Ah, Yukinoshita. I remembered! However, it's not a big family. Is it an exaggeration to call it 'family'..." Mori Yuesha vaguely remembered the name.

"Ha, you really dare to say it?" Fujimoto Matsu looked at Mori Yuesha with an expression of "Are you serious?"

The girl on the opposite side folded her hands on her chest and looked back blankly.

Fujimoto Song suddenly recalled the violent side of this crazy woman at the entrance of the orphanage.So, stepping on the ground without a trace, he pushed himself back for a while.

Hiratsuka interrupted the two of them: "That's it. I will make it clear to my uncle. Don't go to the orphanage anymore. Can you?"