Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

Moriyuesha: Cub, are you crazy?

Chapter 39 My Wife

"We still don't know what happened when we slept that day." Chishoumura Sei, who woke up, apologized to Moriyukisa very guiltily, and said that he had a dream about a confrontation with a monster.

Moriyukisha strongly expressed...I don't want to hear it.

"Don't listen, don't listen. Really, I want to tell her about my epic battle with Slime..."

Until the night at home busy with publishing matters, Qianshou Village Sei couldn't understand the strange expression on Moriyuesha's face when she left.

However, Mori Yuesha didn't want to mention it anymore, she was worried about another thing now.

"You mean, disappeared?"

Moriyuesha pondered, and Qingshan Qihai nodded anxiously in front of her: "Yuno still has a period of salary that has not been settled, and should have come to pick it up earlier, but it has been three days and no one has answered the phone."

"I deliberately didn't transfer money, I just wanted to see her. But..."

Mori Yuesha guessed: "Will you travel abroad during the holiday?"

Qingshan Qihai shook his head: "Impossible, I went to visit yesterday on purpose."

Speaking of this, Qingshan Qihai's expression is even more strange: "The lights are on in the room, but when I knock on the door, the lights are all off. Strange, like..."

"Like pretending not to be home?"

Moriyuesa and Aoyama Nanami looked at each other, and the strong girl Machida Mariko said, "Did Ms. Yuesa visit last time?"

"I just sent it to the door." Mori Yuesha tapped her temples: "I always feel that Yuno's mother has a problem here."

"Should I call the police?" Mariko asked worriedly.

Qingshan Qihai: "Maybe we made a mistake?"

Moriyuesha's pink nails ran across the counters of the convenience store, she thought about it, turned around and looked at the two worried people: "If you make a mistake, at least it's better than being hurt. That's it. , I'll go visit first and find a way to see Yuno's situation."

"If you can't find it, call the police."

Qingshan Qihai hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mori Yuesha's hand, the ponytail dangling behind her head: "No! Isn't this even more dangerous? If something really happened, wouldn't Xiaosha be injured by one more person? "

Mariko also agreed.

Sen Yuesha gently broke away Qingshan Qihai's hand, grabbed it, and patted the back of her hand twice with her own hand: "Don't worry, Qihai, I can do it! I'm just like a wolf walking alone in the dark night! "

Moriyukisha's dashing actions and explosive words made the faces of Aoyama Nankai and Machida Mariko hard to say.

What are you working on...

The two stared at the girl silently, and saw that she quietly pulled out a microphone-style pink lollipop from the box on the counter and put it in her pocket, and then ran out like the wind without waiting for a reply.

"Let's go!"

And when Qingshan Qihai returned to his senses and chased out, the long soft wavy hair had disappeared on the street corner.

"Hey! I didn't pay Mori Yuesha!!"

Qingshan Qihai, who once again paid for local tyrants, is also full of energy today!

————street lights ber ber————

The second time I came to my wife Yuno's house, I still felt cold to Moriyuesha.

The window was covered with curtains, and there was no light.

Some withered vines climbed on the outer wall, and after approaching, the yard was even more desolate and overgrown with weeds.

It seemed that no one had weeded in a long time, and there was a dusty low table beside the thin dead stumps.

She pushed back the fence, climbed the steps, and knocked on the door with her right hand.

Boom, boom, boom.

As Qingshan Qihai said, no one opened the door and no one responded.

dong dong dong.

Moriyue Shajing waited for a few minutes, then turned and glanced at the intersection and street corner where she came.

There was no one around, the road was quiet, only the rubbing sound of empty milk cartons being carried by the wind hitting the ground.

It will be troublesome if you are caught, Qingshan Qihai, you owe me at least fifteen lollipops.

Thinking like this, Mori Yuesha took a few deep breaths, pretended to relax her neck casually, her eyes flickered - then she reached out and grabbed the door handle and gently pushed the security door.

Click...cha...bang!

There was a sour sound, followed by the sharp friction of steel shattering.

Moriyuesha 'gently' pushed the door open and walked in, closing the door inside the house.

If there are pedestrians on the road at this moment, they will only feel that she is a girl who goes home too late, afraid of being discovered by her parents and cautiously opening and closing the door.

After he entered the door, he could not see the crushed doorknob on the girl's hand, and the crushed inner bladder at the connection of the doorknob.

Entering the room, Moriyuesha stepped directly on the thick dark yellow carpet - the room smelled of mold and dust.

She didn't rush to look for it, but first poked her head to the sides and up the stairs.

"Hello? Excuse me."

The room was so quiet that there wasn't even an echo from him, like a black hole, it took in all Mori Yuesha's words, and then chewed and swallowed it.

She tiptoed into the house.

There's no carpet here, boots crunching on the floor.

But why should I act like a thief?

Thinking of this, she simply let go of her footsteps and walked, carefully opening the doors of each house to check.

"My wife Yuno?" Every time a door was opened, he whispered a test.

"I'm Mori Yuesha, are you at home?"

"Yuno-chan?"

Turning the corner, the second floor seems to be my wife Yuno's bedroom.

She found a pair of pink slippers at the door, and there were scattered rubbers and rulers at the door.

Pushing open the door, it was full of dust, and the choked Mori Yuesha coughed a few times.

Seems like it hasn't been used for a long time?

"This is?"

She looked at the girl's room in surprise.

A simple wooden bed with a thin blanket, and just looking at it, one can imagine how uncomfortable it is to lie on.

An ordinary wooden chair, a small desk that can only be used by one person, and an old desk lamp on it.

This is all the things in the house, and it has nothing to do with the splendid appearance downstairs.

Not only does it not touch, but it is simply too cramped.

On the wall, there are all kinds of schedules written in three colors of red, black and blue - test scores, bedtime, flower arrangement, piano, tea ceremony, sewing, communication skills, manner training, cooking, art appreciation, world history, economics...

There are many more behind, probably torn off by someone.

Each item in the schedule has a score, the number of days and months, the time to calculate the assessment and the progress of learning.

This dense stuff covered the walls of the entire room.

Turning around and pulling open the drawer, there was a spliced ​​book lying on the small wooden table - it was like a small book that had been accumulated from various places, and then, a little bit, was secretly assembled.

Turning it over, the words on the first few pages look childish.

【I have parents! 】

There is only this sentence on the first page, crooked.

There seems to be a typo next to it, and it was painted into a black pimple.It seems that the writer has thought about it and thought that leaving only this sentence as the beginning is enough to express joy.

Then as you read back, the fonts get more mature and prettier.

It became more and more gloomy and sad.

Section 40 Chapter40 Diary

【I learned the tea ceremony today, it was really troublesome.Can I?Mom said it's something everyone knows, and if I can't learn it, I'm an idiot.I'm not! 】

[Sure enough, I'm not an idiot, it's very simple!Pretending to be so funny, hee hee.Also, why didn't Dad praise me? 】

There are very few words in the first few pages. As for the diary, the child will not concentrate on writing.

[I bought a piano at home, neither my father nor my mother can play it, but I hope I can learn it.Having learned the tea ceremony last time, I am now full of confidence.Piano, isn't it difficult? 】

[I may be wrong, my wife Yuno is really an idiot. 】

【worn out. 】

【I can play music!Richard Clayderman onboard!Yahoo! 】

[Liszt... Tentacle monsters go to die, die, die, die, die! 】

At this point, there is still a cheerful and happy tone on the notebook, not only the crooked black handwriting, but also the cartoon characters drawn by the pink thick-diameter marker.

Some pages also have clipped stickers attached.

Turning back further, the cartoon drawings gradually disappeared, and the handwriting became more and more neat.

[Piano and tea ceremony became my daily practice items.My mother said it was to train me to be a great person. 】

[Awesome people... But, can't even powerful people control their own lives? 】

[I can't record what I started learning today, it's really troublesome.What is talking skills and comprehensive emotional training. 】

[Cooking learning is not so stressful, because my mother taught me personally.But she made her own mistake and forgot to put the seasoning, but she lost her temper at me.Why? 】

【It's snowing today.Mom hit me. 】

[Fujita and a few classmates, they are always arguing that I am a child without parents.I know, isn't it adopted?But, what about that.Gee, kids are so boring. 】

[Learning gradually fails to keep up as most of the time is spent elsewhere being trained. 】

There are a few blank pages here.