Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

[When the blade cuts your lover's skin, what kind of excuse do you want to give yourself? 】

……

【Sincerity (Pre-condition Ⅱ):

【Find it! Catch it! Destroy it! 】

[Offer a creature infected with chaos to the eternal order. In this way, He will initially trust and save you, who has already stepped half a foot into chaos. ]

[If you don't consider *** and prepare for ***, you will never be favored by order. 】

In the notebook, these two fronts have faded.

After the death of Matsu Fujimoto and her girlfriend Maki, the third preparatory ceremony quietly appeared on the next page of the notebook.

【Blind (Pre-III):

[Those who resent and envy the one I love are my enemies! ]

【Through accurate judgment, kill a creature that hates its lover.】

[The target must have a hatred for the 'lover' close to the highest level, otherwise the ritual will fail.]

【You still need to hide your behavior. 】

【You only have one chance.】

Chapter 19 New Music Teacher

Komuro Yota took off his shirt sweating profusely.

The basketball rolled at his feet, hitting the boy's face with the cold water. He closed his eyes and let the water fill his hair and neck.

The afternoon sun shines on the young boys. At this age, even the scorching sun is much kinder to them.

"Yota! Big score today!"

"Is your ankle okay?"

Boys in groups of three or four were doing the same thing, wiping their bodies with towels. They had just had a fierce competition and were all panting.

Komuro Yota took a deep breath, opened the ice-cold soda, and drank it all in one gulp under the scorching sun.

"Hey, is that the one from the second grade?"

The friend next to me grinned and pointed at the girl passing by secretly, "Nice legs."

"What? Is that the only place Jihui is concerned about?"

"That's Kasumigaoka, right? Tsk, there are three beauties there."

"Who on earth arranged this kind of thing? Although it is quite accurate..."

"Yang loves this ranking so much."

Komuro Yota elbowed his friend sideways and said, "Asshole, I never said that. I just think Sanhua is cute."

"The scattered flowers of the forest..."

"I heard that she will be performing at this school festival. Let's go and see her, shall we?"

Of course.

Komuro Yota nodded longingly. Compared to the beautiful girl Sawamura and the second-year senior who were liked by many people, he had an inexplicable liking for Mori Yuesa.

Ji Hui was lying on the chair, sweating, and he joked, "I have a crush on Mori Yuesa because Yang likes basketball too."

"What does this have to do with basketball?"

Some boys were surprised.

Ji Hui suddenly sat up and winked: "Because——"

Snapped.

Komuro Yota gave the other person an expressionless look, turned his head, and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Not far away, there was a figure standing.

Her light pink hair was like cherry blossoms, her face was lightly blushed like a girl's, and her curved eyes were looking over here with a smile, as if she had been paying attention to them for a long time.

She was holding a small backpack in her hand, and under her straight legs were a pair of white high-heeled shoes with wide silk straps with gold lining.

Da da da.

When the woman approached, the boys fell silent, as if their unruly souls had been blown away by the pink cherry blossom rain.

One who lowered his head and fiddled with the water bottle, and one who pretended to look up at the sky.

Yang Tai stood stiffly by the pool, not knowing where to wipe with the towel in his hand...

“Excuse me…?” There was a pure femininity in the woman’s voice—different from girls her age, whose voices were full of liveliness or vitality, some were arrogant, and some were quiet.

This woman is different.

There was only a feminine feeling in her voice that was almost condensed into dewdrops. It would be an insult to describe her with other adjectives.

This is a woman who exudes charm all the time and attracts men all the time.

Yang Tai looked around and saw that the friends who had just killed so many people all lowered their heads and kept silent, avoiding his sight.

There was no other way, so Komuro Yota had to cough a few times and pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Hehe, of course." The woman narrowed her eyes and smiled: "I'm a new teacher. May I ask how to get to the disciplinary office?"

"I'm so hungry, Jihui, shall we go get some snacks?"

A few boys who were very smart (not human) left Komuro Yota behind, linked arms around each other, and quickly left the crime scene.

Only the smiling woman and Komuro Yota were left by the pool.

"Classmate, are you available?"

Komuro Yota was facing the sun, the woman's backlit face was hidden in the shadow, and he seemed to hear the sound of some insect flapping its wings.

"classmate?"

"Oh, oh! No problem, I'm Yota Komuro!" The boy stiffened his body, and the fragrance of the woman wafted over and penetrated into his nostrils.

"Let's go, little boy~" The sweet voice touched Komuro Yota's heart, turning into a small hand, tickling him all over, making him itchy.

The two walked side by side into the building. The woman approached quietly and the smell became stronger.

"I haven't asked you yet..."

"Akane Minakawa." The woman opened her red lips slightly, her eyelashes sweeping across the boy's red face and neck: "I will be your music teacher from now on, please give me more guidance~"

…………

[Kasumi Shiko: I see, Tsukihime-sensei’s opinion agrees with mine.]

[Tsukihime: Well, I still think Kasumi Shiko is a very simple person. Although many writers don't write good works only after personal experience, but things like feelings. ]

[Tsukihime: It's okay to try it for a bit, right? ]

Eriri was busy writing her plan and glanced at Mori Tsukisa who was chatting on her phone: "Are you busy today? Did you make any new friends?"

[Xia Shizi: I will consider it if there is a chance. ]

Mori Yuesha locked the screen: "A new author I met. What is Miss Shining Liang doing?"

The girl tugged at her ponytail and turned her face away uncomfortably: "I told you not to call me that..."

Unfolding the paper, the other party's form was filled with densely packed plans: "Haven't you recently joined an art club... and an off-campus fan club? There's so much to do every day that it's about to explode!"

You should pay more attention to your grades...Eri.

"Well, don't we have Yuesha?" Ying Lili said slowly while writing: "When the time comes, can you give me extra lessons?"

"You've got me." Mori Yuesha half-jokingly said, "I've noticed that recently, Lun has been always looking for you to talk, no matter what he's doing."

Ying Lili paused with her pen.

"He..." The girl's expression was complicated. She rolled her eyes quietly and said in an unnatural tone: "Yuesha, what do you think of Renye?"

I?

Mori Yuesa blinked.

"A good friend."

"Gone?"

"What else?" Mori Yuesha was surprised: "It's obviously between you and Ren Ye, does my opinion matter?"

"Me and Renye?" This time it was Eriri's turn to be confused.

"Isn't it? There are too many plots in anime where you two are bickering and finally get married." Mori Yuesa leaned forward with an ambiguous look: "Or has Eriri still not made up her mind?"

"Be careful not to be snatched away by others."

“Although I think the probability of this happening is low.”

Eriri pushed Mori Tsukisa away!

"Too close!"

Mori Tsukisa tilted her head, "Eh?"

"Well, there's a party at home soon, come, come and keep me company!" After saying that, the girl quickly picked up the pen and continued to write. However, the tip of the pen that kept drawing circles and the slightly trembling eyelashes proved that the girl was not at peace in her heart.

"The party..." Mori Yuesa didn't want to go.

"I just think you're too bored, so I won't force you! If you don't want to come, forget it!"

Mori Tsukisa laughed: "I'm not bored, OK, no problem, if Eriri invites me."

Chapter 20 The Hater at the Banquet

Mori Yuesa was wearing silver high heels, fastened on both sides by a mercury-slender chain.

The black long dress was nipped at the waist, and as it swayed, the girl's soft white feet could be vaguely seen, and her milky arms were exposed.

This is the highest level dress that Mori Yuesa is allowed to wear.

All other ideas that were too revealing were rejected by Yuno Gasai.

As for Yuno herself, she would not come to such a party. Every time she came to such a party, she would be reminded of her adoptive parents and those disgusting faces.

"What I'm wearing today is not bad..."

Ying Lili was dressed like a little princess. Her long ponytail was particularly soft and shiny today, as if someone had taken a comb with fine teeth and gently combed it for her thousands of times.

She stared at a certain spot on Mori Yuesha, and then her face turned from pale to red.

"What's wrong?"

Mori Yuesa looked down.

"Um, Yuesha." Eriri said slowly, "your shoes——"

shoe?

Mori Yuesa took a step forward, revealing her small foot and toes.

"No, I mean, stand up straight..."

You can't see the shoes, right?

Eriri stood there with a complicated expression, as if she was meeting Mori Tsukisa for the first time.

Mori Yuesha looked strange.

"It's OK with Eriri." Suddenly, a pair of hands passed over Eriri's shoulders: "Carry your bag backwards, then you won't be able to see it."

The woman's long wisteria-colored hair was scattered on Eriri's head, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a whole field of gentian bushes, with a hint of blue in the deep purple. Her chin was resting on Eriri's shoulder, and she was looking at Mori Yuesa with a smile.