Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

There was a slightly old brown stuffed bear hanging on the door, and the small bell on its neck jingled when the door opened and closed.

This is a gift my father gave me on my birthday.

"Are you up?"

Noya Keiko was wearing an apron, with her back to the girl, cutting something with a "do-do" sound.

The early morning light streamed in through the green-painted wooden windows.

"Um, mom is making breakfast?"

"Sandwiches."

Mori Tsukisa: ...It's over.

Noya Keiko turned her head and smiled at Mori Yuesa, her round eyes blinking, making her look particularly young.

At the dining table, the girl's father was holding a newspaper and sweeping idly.

"I say, don't you dress up nicely today?" Moritoda lowered the newspaper and showed sleepy eyes: "Hey, don't always wear sportswear."

Mori Yuesha raised her head and pouted at her father to prove her determination: "No, Dad, I'm starving!"

"Let's do this together. Who said they wanted to lose weight at dinner last night?"

During the conversation, the man folded the newspaper and made a 'hush' gesture to the girl.

Then, he stood up on tiptoe, and as Nomieko was chopping vegetables, he bent his waist and reached for the sliced ​​ham on the kitchen counter...

"Hey, no, Yuesha.

Mom prepared sandwiches today.

It will be ready soon.”

The man talked to himself as he handed the white porcelain plate with ham to Mori Yuesa.

The father and daughter handed the bread over carefully, and from time to time they stole a glance at the mother's back as she was concentrating on making the bread.

'Eat quickly!'

The father narrowed his eyes, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, then danced and gestured to his daughter - the two of them looked like a big and a small squirrel.

'Mom is cooking again?'

"Yes, please pretend to enjoy the food!"

The handsome man put his hands together and bid farewell to Mori Yuesa. His funny expression made the girl grin.

"Have you two had enough?"

Mori Tsukisa: ...

Moritoda: …

Noya Keiko put her hands on her hips and looked at the father and daughter in front of her who were whispering to each other with a mixture of anger and amusement.

On the plate behind her, there were two lumps of red and green paste, with a few slices of bread randomly stuck on top...

sandwich.

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"nervous?"

The sunlight came in through the glass of the entrance hall, making the floor warm. When I stepped on it barefoot, the heat rushed into my heart through the soles of my feet.

When the family of three got dressed and prepared to go out, Mori Toda suddenly asked.

"nervous?"

Mori Yuesa looked at her parents in confusion, and the two of them seemed a little nervous.

"I'm still a little nervous when I think about meeting Yuesha's biological mother soon..."

"Why are you so nervous? That's Yuesha's mother."

Nomi Keiko pinched her husband and clapped her little white teeth fiercely: "Don't put too much pressure on Yuesha."

After saying that, the woman leaned over again and gently hugged Mori Yuesha:

“It’s okay, Yuesha.

Dad and I will always be with you."

Not long ago, the couple who adopted Mori Yuesha received a letter from the girl's biological mother.

After several twists and turns, the couple still thought it would be better to let Mori Yuesha make her own decision.

To leave or to stay.

After all, the other party came here at this moment just to let Mori Yuesha follow her and leave Japan.

……

In the restaurant, the lighting is romantic and dim.

Four people sat in the box around the table.

The Mori Toda couple sat on one side, and Mori Tsukisa and her 'new' mother sat on the other side.

The difference is clear.

The woman had golden curly hair, green eyes, and her clothes and appearance all reflected her elegance.

She turned sideways and looked at Mori Yuesha with joy.

"My dear... I finally found you."

"how is your day?"

Seeing Mori Yuesha's hesitant expression, the woman chuckled, "Oshiite, call me Oshiite, or... Mom."

The woman's enthusiasm was a little too much for the girl.

Mori Yuesha hesitated for a few seconds and shook her head: "I want to ask, why did you..."

Talking about what happened back then, the middle-aged woman looked apologetic: "I didn't abandon you, Yuesha."

"You're lost..."

The woman's charming eyes revealed memories: "We waited in Japan for half a year, and went to the police station and other places countless times--"

"I remember that the street where you got lost was covered with missing person notices by your father and I."

“They are all your photos.”

Oshit tentatively stroked Mori Yuesha's black hair: "Your hair is very similar to your father's."

The woman carefully touched the corners of her eyes again - Mori Yue's hair was the same as Oshit's, both were slightly drooping, very feminine, and a bit charming and enchanting.

“This looks like me.”

She put her hand down and said sadly, "Your father died in a car accident three years ago.

Before that, we even asked insiders to conduct large-scale screening of children born in those years.

But still nothing was achieved.”

"We couldn't find you, dear..."

Mori Yuesa suddenly remembered the issue of her gender.

When I was a kid, I was picked up with a bald head...

That’s right, the identity was filled in as male, right?

The melodious violin sound rises and falls slowly.

The table was filled with dishes, but none of the four people had the appetite to eat.

"I'm here this time..."

Speaking of the purpose of his visit, Ou Xite stammered: "Yuesha, I hope you..."

She glanced at the Mori Toda couple opposite her inconspicuously, then turned back and stared into Mori Yuesha's eyes.

The woman was a little sad, her eyebrows drooped, and her tone was depressed: "After all, you are the only relative I have left now."

The Moritoda couple lowered their heads and said nothing.

Although they were equally reluctant to part with Mori Yuesha and their love for the girl was no less than that of Oshit, but... they were not Mori Yuesha's biological parents.

Everything is up to the girl to decide.

The lights in the western restaurant were dim, and a man in a suit was playing the violin not far away.

Mori Tsukisa's slender green nails scratched across the tablecloth.

She reached out and grasped the dinner knife. The sharp blade reflected the girl's cold eyes under the light.

"I see."

Mori Yuesha's upturned lips slightly opened: "Read the shallow memory...?"

Facing the puzzled expressions of her adoptive parents, Mori Yuesa raised the corner of her mouth.

"Do you like to pry into other people's privacy?"

As the black-haired girl stood up, a heart-pounding aura suddenly spread from the center!

Her eyes, as calm as a calm lake, seemed to emanate endless intimidation and subversion, and her inky black hair, as silky as ink, fluttered in the wind!

Ripples of black tea appeared in the coffee cup, the plates clinked against each other, and the lights flickered.

The mana power fluctuated violently, and the entire western restaurant was shaking violently!

It's all chaos.

It was like an invisible hurricane ready to crush everything around it.

Oshit looked at his daughter whom he had not seen for many years in surprise.

The other person indifferently brushed his hair behind his ears and held a dinner knife diagonally across his chest.

Then, amid the incredulous eyes...

Swing the knife!

The woman's head flew up into the sky!

Chapter 44 Hurricane Passage

Dark blood pumped out of his neck.

Moritoda protected Noya Keiko and looked at his daughter in horror.

“Yuesha…Are you crazy?!”

The long and narrow blade of the Western-style knife reflected the girl's cold pupils.

"It's so boring."

Mori Yuesa curled her lips.

To be honest, the illusion created by this monster was indeed real enough - at least at the beginning, Mori Yuesa was immersed in it, completely caught up in this beautiful yet dangerous dream.

Day after day, the girl's adoptive parents, whom she had longed for, lived a peaceful and warm daily life, with warm sunshine and her parents still alive...

And Aoi Tojo...

Mori Yuesa sighed.

——But Oshit's appearance woke the girl up instantly.

Oh, Oshit...

Vishanti, Osit, the Old God.

Raising the corner of her mouth, the girl raised the dinner knife and pointed it at the two illusions in front of her - Moritoda retracted his arms to protect his wife, and gradually, his face became expressionless, his mouth opened and closed, making a sticky sound.

"When was it discovered?"