Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

Adjacent to the green lakeside, the breath of green grass blows head-on, the log cabin is built by the lake, and the wooden mailbox is filled with letters delivered by the postman.

There lived an enchanting woman in the house. According to rumors, she was a goblin who hid in the depths of the forest and liked to eat people.

Inside the house, the woman was humming a song, standing on tiptoes, happily cooking the limbs of the male humans who were bewildered by her.

Outside the house, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and giant trees grow, covering the sky and the sun.

The goblin's song lingered through the forest, from the petal of this flower to the leaf of another tree.

"La la la la~"

Mori Yuesha happily picked up the pot and turned around, ready to put the set pot on the stove.

—— Turning around, I almost didn't scare myself to death.

"Hey!! What are you three doing? You scared me to death."

Mori Yuesha put down the pot in her hand with lingering fear.

My wife Yuno, Aoyama Nanami and Machida Mariko, the three girls just bared their heads and hid their bodies outside the door with their hands on the door frame, quietly staring at Mori Yuesa cooking and listening to her singing.

Mori Yuesha had no choice but to wave at them.

The picture was torn up, the flowers withered, and the giant tree collapsed.

The three girls at the door saw the angry Sen Yuesha with complicated eyes.

"It's really nice! It's really nice!"

Qingshan Nanami clapped her hands excitedly, stood on tiptoe, and shouted to Mori Yuesha: "Hurry up and send a demo to the record company, there will be friends from the entertainment industry by my side!"

"Would you like to try being a voice actor? With such a voice, it would be a pity not to use it!"

Mori Yuesha untied her apron and straightened her hair nonchalantly, feeling that Qingshan Nanami made a fuss: "It's far from professional like you."

"That..." Machida Mariko also listened to the whole process. Ever since Aoyama Nanami spoke, she had been thinking about how to describe it.

"It's like being in the forest, right?"

Machida Mariko's words were affirmed by my wife Yuno.

She said with an inquiring tone: "Such a weird tone is so natural that you sang it..."

Machida Mariko had a look of 'yes, yes, yes': "At first, I just thought it sounded good. Later, the giant trees that entered the clouds began to appear in my mind, and the lantern plants and other plants also became very large..."

"There are also rabbits and gray horses passing through the forest, and the sound of the creek dingdong is right next to my ears..."

Qingshan Qihai didn't feel that much, she just thought it sounded good - but after the operation of the two traitors around her, it particularly highlighted her lack of culture.

Unhappy.

-`д?-

"Here, since you're here, help me carry it over."

Mori Tsukisa put the pot into Aoyama Nanami's hand, and then took out the tableware and handed it to my wife Yuno, and Machida Mariko was in charge of getting the soda.

The three of them sighed all the way.

"Sister Yuesha has learned vocal music?"

"As far as I know...no." My wife Yuno shook her head doubtfully.

The feeling just now was really strange. My wife Yuno, who has been in contact with the "mystery", of course knows what happened.

But looking at it this way, the girl Machida Mariko...is very sharp.

"Talent, Mori Yuesha seems to be able to do everything well."

Qingshan Qihai muttered while holding the pot, her face puffed up: "So I hate the term 'talent', it's really shocking..."

"If Qihai brings Sister Yuesha to the audition next time, that classic story will appear."

Machida Mariko laughed teasingly, revealing her dimples: "My friend and I went for an interview, and she was selected!"

Qingshan Qihai feels that this possibility is simply too great...

The pot was placed on the table, with the stove under it.

Qingshan Qihai couldn't help but quietly lifted the lid to take a peek.

"Ooooh! Beef! Baked tofu!"

"And the sauce and—wow, the sweetness! Authentic Kansai Sukiyaki!"

Chapter 66 Chapter 66 Killing Kendo

Tender beef and vegetables are simmering in the pot.

The sweet fragrance ran out along the gap and diffused in the living room.

Sen Yuesha washed her hands, walked out of the kitchen barefoot, and greeted a few people.

"Okay, okay, sit down, you can eat in a while."

Aoyama Nanami clapped her hands, sniffing the sweetness with her nose hard, and unconsciously brought out the Kinki dialect in her words: "Authentic Kansai way."

Mori Yuesha replied smoothly: "Isn't Qihai's hometown in Osaka, and I specially made it with the method there."

"Mariko...can it be sweet?"

Machida Mariko lay on Aoyama Nanami's shoulder with her head exposed, sniffing around with the girl in front of her.

"Of course, of course!"

"Shall we have dinner?"

My wife Yuno arranged the chairs and tableware, and sat down next to Mori Yuesa first. The two guests didn't say anything, and their attention was on the pot of sukiyaki.

呲——

Unscrew the cold iced Coke and pour the sauce.

The color in the pot is bright, the white sugar is crackling and dancing, and the texture of the beef is like snowflakes.

“Simply caramelized beef!”

Qingshan Qihai stretched his chopsticks in, took out the beef, dipped it in the seasoning a few times, wrapped it in egg wash, and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth.

"Full score!!"

"Hiss - ha - hiss - hot, hot, hot!"

The reckless girl opened her mouth wide, swirling the hot beef wrapped in sugar and tallow on the tip of her tongue.

She looked left and right, asked for help from Mariko Machida beside her, and shook her shoulders with both hands.

"Hot, hot, hot!"

Mori Yuesha ignored the two Machida Mariko who were blowing into Aoyama Nanami's mouth.

She held out her chopsticks to hold the food for my wife Yuno, and the other party seemed to think so too, and the four chopsticks crossed in the air.

Caramel-scented bubbles bubbled from the gurgling pan.

Qingshan Qihai didn't spit it out in the end, and forced a few breaths of cold air, and swallowed the beef mixed with ice cola.

"I said, school is about to start, what has Yuesha been up to lately?"

The four of them ate and chatted about their busy affairs.

Qingshan Qihai will officially end working life in two weeks.

Machida Mariko will also start school here.

Mori Yuesha and my wife Yuno have nothing to do, except for the daily reminders by Benizaka Akane, which is the trouble my wife Yuno made for herself.

"The way of the sword..."

Aoyama Nanami ate mushrooms, her cheeks were bulging and stuffed a lot: "I always feel that it doesn't match Yuno's temperament."

"Miss who is weak and weak, you should learn how to bow."

Soft and weak?

Mori Yuesha raised her eyebrows.

Speaking of kendo, Machida Mariko seems to know some nearby dojos.

"There is a well-known dojo here, but it seems that the father of the dojo owner has recently been seriously ill abroad."

"She went abroad to take care of her family and all classes stopped."

Qingshan Qihai was surprised when he heard the words: "It's that murderer...?"

My wife Yuno interjected: "That's right, I heard that just using a bamboo knife broke the leg bones and shoulder blades of the perverted aggressor. Is it on the news?"

Machida Mariko shook her head: "It was also spread within the school, and she is a very powerful senior. Unfortunately, her father fell ill abroad, and it seems to be very serious."

"That senior sister hasn't been back to the dojo in Japan for a long time."

Mori Yuesha was listening - in fact, she was also very interested in cold weapons.

In terms of close combat, under the kind guidance (abuse) of Teacher Wutian, it is completely sufficient for Mori Yuesha.At least, it is enough to face humans.

Coupled with a lot of exercise every day, my physical fitness is also slowly improving.

Only cold weapons, she is still at the level of babbling.It seems that the table knife is unstoppable, but in fact, he is only relying on his strong body and speed.

Need a complete and systematic training...

Perhaps, you can wait for that senior to come back and ask yourself?

This kind of swordsmanship that has been tested in actual combat is even more attractive to Mori Yuesha.

"Is there a place where you can play shooting in Tokyo?"

When you think of cold weapons, you will extend to hot weapons.

However, Mori Yuesha does not plan to use it in the source world—considering the possibility of traveling between planes in the future, she doesn't want to have a weapon in front of her in an emergency, but she doesn't know how to use it.

My wife Yuno shook her head: "The live ammunition shooting range here is all gone. There are air guns, but since 'live ammunition' is mentioned, air guns must not be able to meet Yuesha's requirements."

"Eh? Yuesha is interested in such a dangerous thing?"

Qingshan Nanami thinks that firearms are far away from her life: "Those Olympic athletes have calluses on their hands, and maybe their knuckles will be deformed. It's too hard."

"It's not an air gun." Machida Mariko rolled her eyes at Aoyama Nanami who was out of shape: "If Yuesha wants to play, she can only go abroad. Due to work reasons, I heard from my aunt that she has played shooting in the United States and Thailand. very cheap."