Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Miss Planeswalker, are you free to fall in love? Author: See you in the next life

In the middle of the night, Kato Hui leaned against the door and asked, "Who is outside?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Mori Tsukisa with a proud look on her face: "The enemy of the human god Yubaba, the daughter of emerald who makes the fairies surrender, the endless storm galloping across the Caribbean Sea, the savior of the Night Fury, the one that Stark Industries is always waiting for, the reborn sage of O'Hara, the immortal princess of the Middle-earth elves..."

Kato Megumi: "My house can't accommodate so many people!!"

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Prologue The beginning of everything

Chapter 1 Kimono Girl in the Orphanage

The girl in kimono was reclining on the sofa, dozing with her eyes closed.

On the backrest, wavy black hair was scattered wantonly, like a waterfall sloping down from a mountain stream on a quiet moonlit night. Her crow-like eyelashes trembled from time to time, and her small oval face was full of tranquility.

Click—bang.

The sound of the door being pushed open broke the silence in the tea room.

The door was opened, and a little boy with a bowl-cut haircut ran in, shouting and yelling, his feet stomping on the floor.

"Sister Yuesha! Oh no! They are coming again!" The boy looked terrified.

Mori Yuesha slowly opened her eyes.

The dignified temperament that was originally matched with the white kimono suddenly disappeared - the pupils as cold as winter springs were focused, and there was a small teardrop mole hanging at the end of the light red eyes.

Like a fox waking up from a snowdrift.

The girl adjusted her kimono belt uncomfortably, sat up straight, and asked, "Again?"

"again?"

"What are you and Alia hiding from me?"

The boy named Dashi was embarrassed, hesitating and not saying anything, and anxiously pulled Mori Yuesha's sleeve: "Go, sister, go quickly, Alia has gone!"

Alia is the director of this orphanage, and is also the name of a heroine in the magical girl anime...

What to do? The kids like it, so just call it down.

The old lady, who was used to doting on children, didn't take it as an offense and always agreed with a smile. As time went by, the old man's real name was called less and less.

Finally, only 'Alia' was left.

To be honest, Mori Yuesa also likes this name.

She rubbed her shoulders, stood up, and adjusted her kimono - if it weren't for the strong request of that kimono freak Senjumura Zheng, Mori Yuesha would never walk around the street wearing such a thing, let alone come to the orphanage wearing it.

I always feel like there's something chilly...(〃?〃)

On the way to the gate being dragged by the boy, after Mori Yuesha's "coercion and inducement", she finally understood what had happened.

"They said they were going to tear down the orphanage and build a pen..."

“Business district.”

"Yes! Alia told us, don't tell you...she wanted more money for our schooling."

Mori Yuesha blinked, puzzled: "Didn't I tell you that I have money——"

"Alia said she can't always use your money."

Mori Yuesa understood, clenched her fists, and pushed open the main door with Dashi.

In the yard, the children of the orphanage gathered together in groups, quietly clinging to the sides of the wall and looking out. When they saw Mori Yuesha walking towards them leisurely, they all looked relieved.

"Sister Yuesha, look, that's the bad guy!"

The girl who was speaking was called Meiko. She was a child who was abandoned at the door of an orphanage six years ago.

The girl had two braids hanging down her back. She waved at Mori Yuesha, and when she squatted down, she leaned over and whispered in her ear:

"That bad guy wanted to beat Alia last time! I think it's better to move away. Dashi and the others don't dare to go out to play these days."

"They were banging on the door at night the past two days."

The girl's words revealed a protective tone, and Mori Yuesha was not surprised.

This orphanage is not big, but the children are very united. As the oldest orphan here, I can't understand them any better.

Perhaps, this is also what makes Alia most proud.

——After my adoptive parents died in a plane accident and my relationship failed, I was in a state of confusion for a while.

Even the children in the orphanage, including Alia, were neglected by her.

Otherwise, I should have discovered this kind of thing earlier.

Thinking in her heart, feeling a little guilty, Mori Yuesa didn't have time to delve into what had happened. She gently pushed away the children who were surrounding her and walked out.

At the door, people were gathering in twos and threes. Mori Yuesha saw Alia at a glance.

She was wearing an old sweater and yellow flannel pants, with her silver hair tied up behind her head. She was looking at the man in front of her with a pleading look on her face.

"Mr. Fujimoto, please give us a few more days! Besides, the money you gave us is too little! Even if we sell our yard, it will cost more than this! Even if we sell it——"

The old man clutched the corners of his clothes with both hands, his back hunched, and his face looked pleading.

The man opposite didn't buy it. He and the men behind him were all wearing black suits with their white shirts' collars wide open, revealing the silver necklaces underneath.

Just like they came out of the same mold.

Listening to the old man's weak words, Fujimoto Matsu impatiently pinched his earrings and turned them around, and then fanned his hands with a look of disgust: "The old guy is acting like an old guy, don't get so close, the old man's stink is flying over."

"Also, I remember I made it very clear last time: the price remains the same, and you move out within a week. Are you bargaining with me?"

Fujimoto Matsu lowered his head grimly, staring at the wrinkled old man - he suddenly reached out and pulled the hairpin off her head!

Long silver threads fell out and the old man took two steps back in horror.

"Hahahahaha! Old woman, if you don't leave now, I'm going to put this thing 'in there'!"

Fujimoto Matsu waved a short wooden stick-shaped hairpin in the sun, and then laughed and scolded the followers behind him in a joking manner, and made an obscene gesture towards the old man in an insulting manner.

Behind him, two or three men were holding iron bars, looking at their boss, and then their eyes gradually became frightened.

"Brother Fujimoto! Behind you——"

Snapped!

boom!boom!

The words have not yet fallen.

Fujimoto Matsu flew out with his head raised like an antelope being held and torn apart by a lion or tiger, and landed on the ground, rolling twice.

The hooligans took a few steps back, like chickens being strangled by the neck, and became silent. The entrance to the orphanage suddenly became quiet.

In their sight, the girl in a white kimono was like a cheetah waking up after a nap in the sun. She grabbed the hem of her kimono, nimbly approached Fujimoto Matsu, and kicked him away!

Then he reached out and took the short hairpin.

All in one go!

Without waiting for the others to check on Fujimoto Matsu's injuries, and even before they could open their mouths and continue their threatening words, Mori Yuesha lowered her body and suddenly rushed towards them!

Several people clenched the iron rods in their hands, but only saw a white fist hitting them in the face at an extremely fast speed.

Snapped!

The black-haired figure approached, dodged the swinging stick, and knocked the man down with a neat punch. Then, he turned around and kicked the other person who was approaching with a side kick!

Both men fell to the ground!

The others were about to surround her, but they saw her quickly turn around and rush straight towards the lone short man!

First, he swept his legs low, and then, like bullets, he pushed at the chin of the shaking man!

After knocking him down, he turned his hips and kicked away another guy who was about to launch a sneak attack.

boom!

Four people fell to the ground!

The last image in Fujimoto's mind was that pair of sharp, dangerous eyes and the people lying on the ground around them.

The girl stood there, looking down at him.

After that, everything fell into darkness.

Ten seconds, over.

"who are they?"

Mori Yuesa smoothed her messy hair, frowned, and adjusted her kimono before bending down and picking up the iron rod on the ground.

She weighed it a few times and broke it with a snap.

Then he said with a smile.

Chapter 2 Alia and the Children

"So, it's Alia who's being stubborn again."

Mori Yuesha carefully checked the old woman's arm, fearing that this stubborn old woman might have been injured because of what had just happened.

Ten minutes ago, Mori Yuesha picked up Fujimoto Matsu and threw him into the trash can marked "Non-recyclable", then angrily led Alia and the children into the house.

She was angry that the children and Aaliyah had kept this a secret from her from beginning to end.

"There are usually a lot of passers-by, so they don't dare to be so obvious..."

As if she had done something wrong, Alia carefully peeked at Mori Yuesha's face: "I want to ask for more money before I leave. The children's expenses are getting higher and higher."

"I didn't expect it to be like this today..."

The girl lowered her eyelashes and her hands moved gently.

Her big eyes are like the scorching sun in winter, with warm power.

This girl, who came to the orphanage when she was only a few years old, is now blooming as brilliantly as a cherry blossom, expressing her unique charm to the world without hesitation.

Alia gently stroked the ends of her black pearl-like wavy hair: "It's my mistake this time. Forget it, I'd better move out as soon as possible and find a place to make do."

After this incident, Alia couldn't help but feel scared. If something really happened to her, what would happen to the children?

Give it to Xiaosha? She is also a child...

"Find a place to stay?" Mori Yuesha laughed angrily, "The money left by Mr. Kiryu hasn't been used up yet, right? Not to mention my own money. It's definitely enough for those little bastards to use until they grow up."

Mori Yuesha patted Dashi's head. The little guy was still muttering "Protect his sister, protect Alia".

"But this is our own place! Forced sale? This is a legitimate orphanage. How can we openly ask these Yakuza to bully us?"

Mori Yuesha cursed, but Alia covered her mouth.

"No swearing."

Alia has her own considerations on this matter:

Mori Yuesha is the oldest child in the orphanage and is about to take the entrance exam. According to the character of this crazy girl, once she knows, she will definitely cause trouble.

Just like today.