Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

The viscous blood pulled out red lines at the tip of the needle, and was pierced into the skin by the shaking needle in a flash, and small droplets of blood seeped out of the skin and were wiped off by Maki with a paper.

"I said that the blood pierced into the body, in appearance, has no color."

Maki was wearing a mask and was concentrating on work without delaying the chat with my wife Yuno: "The finished product after coming out is only vaguely visible scars."

"Even so?"

"The blood has been absorbed, so what's the meaning of the pattern? I can't see it at all."

Maki stared at the needle tip that was constantly swallowing and chatted casually.

My wife Yuno lightly bit her lower lip and frowned... This tattoo artist's hands are indeed heavy.

The embarrassing position is relatively fragile and delicate, and a few beads of sweat can be seen on the girl's forehead.

"It's the meaning that only I know." My wife Yuno replied, "Is it enough?"

She was slightly worried.

If that's not enough, you'll have to wait until next month.

Maki looked at the test tube and the pattern again, took a guess and nodded.

Since the patterns are all lines and characters, the whole process of tattooing, the machine is loaded with independent needles - compared with rows of needles, a single needle is obviously more painful to tie.

"You're one of the few girls I've ever seen that can be tolerated." Maki was finishing up, and she concentrated on drawing those peculiar characters, for fear that a corner or a line would be missing accidentally.

"It actually hurts."

"Yono is a very bearable girl, right?" Maki said pointedly, "What does the family do, Miss Rich."

Maki began to talk side by side. For the next thing, getting a clear background is the most important step.

The girl in the black suspender shirt looked confused, and simply blurted out her family background: "My father is the president of a small business, and my mother was a teacher, but she has left and started her own private school."

Maki smiled and said nothing.

Sure enough, that guy Fujimoto is really accurate.

I have a little money, but I don’t have much power. I can have fun after a while. Maybe, the travel money has come to an end.

"Okay, that's it, take a look."

Maki reached out and raised the mirror at the girl lying down, so that she could see the pattern on her chest from the mirror.

After the other party nodded, Maki pointed to the full-length mirror again.

"There's a big mirror there, just go and see for yourself."

The tattoo artist applies transparent Vaseline to the wound after the tattoo and wraps it with a transparent film.Then, he told the girl who was holding her hands stiffly in front of her.

"After four or five hours, remember to take a bath, and wipe the tissue fluid that seeps from the wound with a towel." She said with a smile, with a deep meaning in her words: "Wash well."

The girl didn't get into it, she nodded and ran to the full-length mirror to start appreciating the pattern.

She didn't notice that Maki, who was beside her, stooped and slipped out of the tattoo room quietly.

The entire pattern is complex and dense, like a spider web with lines and corners pierced by lines—the gaps surrounding the web are filled with countless dense characters.

With the ups and downs of the chest, the bright red pattern did not disappear as Maki said, but it became brighter.

The crimson lines flow slowly...

The black and red mesh is connected to form a flower that is slowly recovering.

What about people?

My wife Yuno put on her shirt and buttoned it up, only to realize that the female tattoo artist had long since disappeared.

out?

Thinking of Fujimoto Matsu who was still waiting at the door, my wife Yuno picked up her satchel and pushed open the door with her diary.

Then, she was stunned.

In the living room, Fujimoto Matsu was naked, with a wide white cloth belt wrapped around his waist.

The tattoo artist Maki just now, smiling, is holding a handheld DV and taking a special shot of his wife Yuno.

"Eh??"

The strange scene made my wife Yuno a little stunned: "Aah... Excuse me?"

"Smile! Heroine!"

Maki squatted on the sofa, picked up the empty cigarette case beside her hand, and threw it at my wife Yuno!

The cigarette case slammed on her head, and the girl staggered.

"Have you ever made a movie? Even if your family has money, you don't have the chance to participate in the filming - today I have it!"

Maki jumped off the sofa, hugged Fujimoto Matsu, and kissed him deeply, the DV in his hand still facing my wife Yuno.

"Introduce our heroine, this is today's hero: Mr. Fujimoto Matsu! Da Da!" Maki said loudly: "Clap! Clap!"

My wife, Yuno, stood dumbfounded, watching the woman holding the DV approaching her, and then a slap on the back of her head!

Snapped!

"Applause! Applause! Can't the rich lady even applaud?!"

The woman put the camera on my wife Yuna's face, and she finally brought a hideous look to the banter.

The girl who was beaten on the head was stunned, she shrank her head in fear, and put the diary on the table next to her—and clapped her hands carefully.

The voice was faint and undetectable.

"Can you be louder? Don't you like today's male protagonist?" Maki went a step further and continued to persecute the yawning girl.

My wife Yuno immediately raised her hand again and slapped her hands with all her might—this weak look made Fujimoto Matsu laugh at the side: "Let's just say, 'Let the male protagonist start harassing me', how about it? I can't wait. The kind, or plus can't wait?"

The two discussed and considered the lines, ignoring the girl who was about to cry.

"Then say 'please come and invade me, I can't wait!' Then show a sense of expectation, have a sense of expectation."

Maki nodded and decided, only to find that the girl behind her was in pain, tears welling in her eyes.

"What, so useless. Hey, aren't you rich?" Fujimoto Matsu lit two cigarettes and handed one of them to his girlfriend.

The woman took it and put it in her mouth, looking up and down my wife Yuno.

"You haven't experienced it yet, have you? Don't worry, Fujimoto's ability is great! It's great! I'll take you a dreamy one, or do you want something more realistic?"

"Don't worry, it won't be posted on the Internet - as long as you pay a little bit, a little bit of money, and then we won't meet again, you see, no one knows what happened."

Maki Nunuzui, let my wife Yuno look at the drawer next to her.

The girl shakes her hands away.

Inside is a drawer of photos and memory cards, and the pictures on the pictures are unsightly.

"Fujimoto and I are both trustworthy people. He's comfortable, and I've got the money. What about you, you—you at least experienced a perfect service..."

Maki's DV records my wife Yuno's expression all the time, watching her change from disbelief to panic, from panic to despair, and even this girl gradually exudes some kind of numbness-the kind of sudden change that makes her feel numb. Maki is going crazy!

"A little more, give me a little more expression, that kind of uneasy emotion! Yes, that's right! Hahahaha!" The woman laughed nervously...

The next moment, her eyes became dull and her body stiffened.

A long sigh.

A few seconds later, Maki directly threw the DV that was being recorded to Fujimoto Matsu on the side, and regardless of whether he could handle it or not, he rushed into the bathroom at the other end of the living room without looking back, and slammed the door shut.

Fujimoto Matsu caught it with a smirk, raised it again, and aimed it at my wife Yuno who was at a loss.

Section 71 Chapter71 Wonderful Performance

"How about it, do you take it off by yourself, or shall I help you?"

Fujimoto Matsu was holding the DV, and Maki beside him seemed to be a little sluggish, leaning on her boyfriend's shoulder with a tired face, and puffing with slender cigarettes between her fingers.

"I...I can't do it!" My wife Yuno's eyes widened, and she said sternly: "I know people in the organization! You two—"

This sentence was only exchanged for the man's ridicule: "Organization, what organization?"

"Pine Valley Club!" My wife Yuno was righteous.

Quiet indoors.

Maki suddenly sat up and looked at Fujimoto Matsu for two seconds——

Then the two laughed in unison.

"You said the Songgu meeting?"

"Pine Valley Club? Hahahahahaha!"

"I said, who do you know? Hahahaha!"

"Fujimoto Matsu."

"Hahahaha, what are you talking about, I am Fujimoto Matsu."

Maki was surprised to find that the girl who was as nervous as a deer who was captured just now became uncharacteristically calm after Fujimoto Matsu revealed her origins——

No, it can't be described as calm.

It was sarcasm and contempt that were half-smiling, as if the cowardly and weak 'prey' had just been replaced, just like a girl with multiple personalities, now showing another personality.

Maki sat up straight.

At this point, she was a little uneasy.

Fujimoto Matsu didn't pay attention to this. Holding the DV, he leisurely opened a can of cold beer for himself, and let the girl on the opposite side fight the beast.

My wife Yuno turned sideways, picked up the notebook again, and blinked: "I have wasted several weeks in order to inquire about your information from Yueshakou."

"However, the result is good after all. Since you are a contact of Chaos, Miss Maki should also be pulled into the water by you?"

The atmosphere cooled.

Speaking of chaos, Fujimoto Matsu sat up vigilantly: "Who are you?"

He felt something was wrong.

At this moment, the viscous air had already filled the living room, and Fujimoto Matsu noticed that the cold beer in his hand was boiling.

"Me? A humble lover."