Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

"How come, I'm a man who has been to Osaka alone!"

A group of little guys were making a fuss.

The boy who called himself a man was watching a certain boring TV series: the plot of the rich second generation looking for his biological father happened in Osaka.

So it was obvious what happened.

At that time, Alia was mad with anxiety. After asking the police to find him, she rarely spanked his ass while crying.

This incident was laughed at by the girls who were also orphans for a long time, but the boy didn't take it seriously, and still called himself 'a man who walks alone in Osaka'.

Referred to as Osaka male.

Mori Yuesha hopes that when he grows up, he can still remember this shameful title and be proud of it.

"So, is it here?"

The manager of the moving company followed Mori Yuesha to the front of the building, took out the record book and wrote down the detailed address.

"That's it. Excuse me."

Moriyuesha stretched out her index finger to match her fingerprints, and the black lock surface opened with a 'click'.

The manager seemed to speak a lot more lightly than when he was in the orphanage just now, and even his expression of respect was a little humble.

He bent down slightly so that he wouldn't look too much taller than Moriyuesha, and then said with a smile: "No problem, I'll let them start working now."

Mori Yuesha ignored her, nodded, and then waved to the family behind her.

Like a little tour guide holding a flag.

"Come on, cubs, your new home has arrived."

Chapter 60 Chapter 60 Make a living

"Hahahahaha!! This sofa is too soft!!"

"Come on! Duel! I am the lone wolf hidden in the darkness!"

The boys rushed and rolled on the sofa and the rug, groping here and there, curious.

The girls on the other side were much more reserved, but the envy in their eyes could not be concealed, and they opened their eyes wide and carefully looked at the future life.

My wife, Yuno, who was beside her, continued to hold her arm as a yarn pendant.

She looked at the environment and suddenly said, "Is this still an orphanage? Why do I think that Yuesha is a training center for the little rich?"

"These children will be very unbalanced when they grow up? They live in such a luxurious place as a child, but when they grow up, they can only get a meager salary and move out to rent a house in the suburbs."

Alia on the side heard the sound and showed a clear smile. She did not explain, but pointed to Sen Yuesha.

Moriyuesha smiled slyly, pulled up Yuno and Arya, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, gently opened the curtains, and pushed open the glass door.

Outside is an open-air garden.

As she walked in, she explained: "If you were rich when you were young, but you don't want to make progress when you grow up, and you end up down to the point of resenting the orphanage that has been raising her for 'why did you give me such a good environment'... I don't think so. This kind of person needs to be considered."

"Part of the proceeds from the comics, I have credited into Arya's account on time every month. In addition to the necessities of life, in addition to the excellent test scores and the rewards for helping Arya, such as brand-name shoes, high-end food Even luxury goods—"

"Not at all here in Arya."

Sen Yuesha raised her head and looked at the lush tree in the garden. After approaching, she put her palms on it and stroked the rough bark.

The uneven tree body has experienced decades of years, with a hard hand.

"Alia is a grandmother, and I am a sister, but neither is a father or mother - there is no such thing in our orphanage. Therefore, the children have always been grateful and contented, and this is thanks to Alia's education. "

She explained with her back to my wife Yuno.

"You know what? When I was a kid."

Sen Yuesha held her head high, staring at the tree in a daze, her voice drifting ethereally: "I envy those little girls in white bubble skirts, with delicate hair and expensive hairpins, sitting elegantly on the piano bench. Play Adelina by the water."

"Then, her parents would laugh like fools, stand by and clap their hands happily, and kiss her on the cheek."

"That's something I've been envious of for a long time."

Arya walked out in silence, leaving room for the two of them to speak.

"However, I was an orphan with no parents and no money. I could only use my sister's identity to grab charcoal pens from the children and draw Arya on the ground. In the first three years of my adoption I didn’t even dare to talk to my parents about buying paint.”

Moriyuesha said: "So I often come back and buy them all kinds of delicious and fun things. In other people's eyes, it may be a habit to spoil children, but I just want to give them the best life, and the rest, Leave it to Arya to worry about it."

"After all, I'm still young, and I'm still a growing girl. If I worry too much, I'll grow old."

My wife Yuno looked at Mori Yuesha tenderly and said, "You look a bit like their mother."

"Of course, those are my cubs!" Sen Yuesha put on her smile again, opened her arms and closed her eyes, breathing in the breath of the green grass in the garden.

Suddenly, Sen Yuesha said softly, "My wife Yuno, do you like me?"

The low-pitched words were gently carried into my wife Yuno's ears by the breeze.

In an instant, the vegetation was silent, the wind stopped and the clouds stopped.

My wife Yuna stared blankly at Mori Yuesha's back, her fists clenched tightly. She knew that her next answer was a line between life and death.

"Ha, haha... How could Yuesha-"

"Why would you ask this question?" Sen Yuesha's voice was like a mirage, emerging from the branches of the ancient tree: "Shouldn't that crazy girl notice?"

"I've been through so many things recently, so many sudden situations. I don't have time to calm down and think about it. Where has my love gone since I ended up with Aoi Tojo?"

On the day of the breakup, Tojo Aoi's condescending eyes, Mori Yuesha still vividly in my mind——

It was a look of contempt, disdain...like looking at something ugly, disgusting.

She seemed to have said it, but she didn't seem to say it, that mouth shape, Mori Yuesha smelled the fishy smell of blood.

Probably: dirty, disgusting to death.

The man who used to hold his palm firmly released his hand.

Has she really become disgusting?

No, Moriyuesha will only feel deep regret and nostalgia.

My wife Yuno's biting lips turned pale, pretending to be relaxed: "That's wrong, Yuesha. You think too much, we are the same gender."

Mori Yuesha turned around and looked at my wife Yuno calmly.

A person like Mori Yuesha who judges purely by intuition is the hardest guy in my wife Yuno.

Her original plan was not like this—perhaps one, three, five years, the gradual increase of ambiguity, and the slow walk of life, will naturally allow the two to support each other and go on without words.

Long-term company is the biggest killer for people like Mori Yuesha.

But once it was revealed today, she had no way out.Besides... Yuesha will probably refuse.

However, it is also a... opportunity.

The girl's nails collided with each other very frequently, making 'pop!Snapped! ' sound, this is the expression of my wife Yuno's nervousness.

Her mind was running fast, and after a few seconds, my wife Yuno took a deep breath and stepped forward resolutely, approaching Moriyuesha.

After standing in front of her, she stretched out her hand and held Mori Yuesha's arm: "I think, Yuesha is afraid?"

Blinking playfully, my wife Yuno teased: "I absolutely, absolutely did not fall in love with Yuesha, you, you don't have to worry about me and yourself. I just..."

Moriyuesha tilted her head suspiciously, and judged...wrong?

My wife, Yuno, carelessly touched the top of the girl's head, just like she often did to herself: "I just like being with Yuesha very much, you make me feel like home. Although I'm not my mother or my sister, I'm very Don't worry, it's right here-"

The arms slowly rose with the arms, and the four small hands covered my wife Yuno's heart together.

She is devoutly like a holy girl who is praying to the gods, she protects Sen Yuesha's hand in her own, and her crow feather-like eyelashes tremble slightly: "I don't know what Yuesha is afraid of, and I don't know either. What have you misunderstood? I am a greedy guy, only greedy for the feeling of home that Yuesha brings to me, as well as the life of being loved, protected, and valued."

After my wife Yuno finished speaking, she opened her eyes and asked her hesitantly, "Does this... cause trouble to Yuesha?"

The brows of the acting school were knitted together, and the sad and mournful eyes seemed to be filled with tears soon. After the embankment burst, it would be an endless rain.

"No, no..." Sen Yuesha slowly shook her head, bent her fingers, and scratched the other person's nose: "No, Yuno. I thought..."

My wife Yuno giggled: "Hey, Mori! Moon! Sha! Miss! Is there a limit to narcissism?"

Section 61 Chapter61 Water?

My wife, Yuno, let go of Moriyukisha's hand and circled the lawn with her small skirt in hand.

The girl giggled and showed her little white teeth and teased: "If Yuesha continues to be like this and treats me well, I may, probably, maybe, maybe... Yes, consider you."

After speaking very reluctantly, her light pink hair was like flying butterflies, dancing with the fluttering of her skirt.

The girl's bright face has countless gentle and beautiful expressions: "Reluctantly, reluctantly consider it! The premise is that Yuesha must be real and pursue me well."

"Just asking 'you like me' to get people to agree? How is that possible. I'm not a fool."

My wife, Yuna, pouted and said proudly, "Miss Moriyuesha, how many girls have you used this trick to deceive?"

Moriyuesha looked at the lively elf in front of her and laughed involuntarily: "Hahahaha! I've been a little sensitive recently... I'm worried, worried about Yuno..."

"Like you?" My wife Yuno leaned forward, and their faces almost touched.

"Yes," Moriyuesha raised her chin: "I'm so beautiful—"

"It's alright, Moriyuesha." My wife Yuno looked at her slightly seriously: "Your orientation is not mine. I want to be close to you entirely because I treat you as family. Family, family. What's wrong with kissing the cheek?"

Oh...no problem?

...(;??`)>

Although Moriyuesha thought my wife Yuno's words were a bit strange, for a while, she couldn't find anything to refute.

"Of course it's okay for family members to kiss on the cheeks!" My wife Yuna smiled, with layers of crimson in her pupils, approaching little by little: "It's okay to hold hands, right?"

No, no problem... right?

(?_?;)???

"The same goes for kissing the forehead?"

no problem……?

Moriyuesha was in a daze, listening to my wife Yuno continuously firing at herself: "So, what about these things? How about this? Is this okay?"

"In short, Yuesha's orientation is a problem that Yuesha needs to overcome. If you avoid me and doubt me because of this, you will be very sad..."

"This is a normal friendship between girls. Could it be that what we have experienced is not as good as ordinary friendship?"