Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"No…nothing."

Being stared at by Mori Yuesa was a little uncomfortable. Eriri turned her head stiffly and slid away quietly, avoiding the other person's approaching body.

"I'm just bored, yes, bored!"

The girl looked to the other side, tilted her shoulders, and slapped Mori Yuesa on the back of her head.

"boring?"

pat pat pat.

As he was speaking, Yuno Agatsuma came out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit.

"Sawamura-san?"

After saying hello and putting the fruits on the table, Yuno Gasai quickly walked around Eriri and sat on the other side of Mori Tsukisa, holding Mori Tsukisa's hand very naturally.

He looked at Eriri with concern.

Just like a couple who are worried about their tantrum child.

"Sawamura?"

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"What's wrong with you today? You seem weird."

Mori Yuesha skillfully wiped the misty mirror with a tissue. In the reversed mirror, her long golden hair was wet and lying on her back, and small drops of water were still hanging on her smooth forehead.

Mori Yuesa turned on the hair dryer, held up the ends of Eriri's hair with her palm, and the hot wind swept through.

"nothing……"

The whisper was hidden by the noise of the hair dryer, and Eriri looked at Mori Tsukisa in the mirror.

She seemed to be concentrating on taking care of her hair, and would blink gently from time to time when it rubbed against her hair.

Must be crazy...

I had just finished taking a shower, but I was acting coquettishly towards Mori Yuesa and asked her to help me blow dry my hair... Eriri, you must be crazy.

woohoo-

Eriri's hair was very long, and after blowing it for a long time, the ends of her hair were still a little wet. Mori Yuesa used a comb to slowly straighten it from the beginning to the end, and her other hand followed the comb, smoothing it out one stroke at a time.

Eriri's face turned even redder.

"Puppy, little puppy..." Mori Yuesa hummed a song she made up, slowly and softly.

"Who is the puppy?"

"It's Eriri."

The comb passed through and the palm stayed on the top of the head.

"Isn't it similar?"

Ying Lili's eyes wandered.

The human eye has a very wide field of vision. When the distance between you and the other person is very close but they don’t make eye contact with you, there is only one reason - they are deliberately not wanting to.

This is what Eriri is like at this moment.

She carefully pondered the production process of the lampshade above her head; then, she looked around Mori Yuesha and began to think about the size of the bathtub; then, she continued to look around Mori Yuesha and was ready to guess the price of the scattered cosmetics on the washbasin...

His eyes circled around, not looking at Mori Yuesa.

"Little doggie... la la la."

Ying Lili pinched her thigh hard.

Since she came in halfway to help blow dry her hair, Mori Yuesa still maintained a very homely state, with her long white shirt in messy wrinkles and her face slightly red from the warm wind.

Water droplets splashed from the slightly wet ends of Ying Lili's hair and dripped onto her white shirt.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ying Lili started coughing violently.

"what happened?"

Mori Yuesha patted her back, a little worried: "You are not...sick?"

"Don't want to take medicine?"

"So that's why you're hiding here?"

Although these words may sound childish, Mori Tsukisa believes that Eriri is someone who can do such a thing.

"Ahem! Mori Tsukisa!"

"Ok?"

Ying Lili's flushed face was like a soft and delicious jelly, and strange emotions surged in her uneasy jewel-colored eyes.

He raised his head, then quickly lowered it again.

“Stop singing…”

Eriri said softly.

Mori Tsukisa blinked, "Oh. But Eriri really looks like her."

"Especially when your hair is wet."

“Really…” Eriri lowered her eyes and imitated Mori Yuesa’s tone, humming: “Little dog…?”

"That's right~"

Mori Yuesha smiled and pinched her cheek, correcting the lyrics: "It's not 'your' little dog, it's 'my' little dog."

"Is it yours...?"

"be mine'."

That's it...

Mori Yuesa didn't notice Eriri's complicated expression, and carefully picked up her towel, dried her half-dry hair thoroughly, and then combed it out strands by strands, letting them fall neatly on the girl's back.

The gold color looks even more brilliant under the bath light.

Agatsuma Yuno stood outside the door with an expressionless face.

She stood there for a long time.

Barefoot, and deliberately avoiding the light to avoid leaving a shadow, the girl walked quietly back to the hall.

On the sofa, a white light hidden in the pillow stayed on for a long time. It was the cell phone that Ying Lili forgot to turn off when she was in a hurry to take a shower.

The feet walked over gently, and after a while, stopped in front of the sofa.

The phone screen is stuck on a comic book interface.

comics?

Switch, web page.

History.

"What is it like for a woman to like a woman?"

"Can women be with women?"

"How do you know if you like someone?"

"How can I know if the other person likes me?"

Snapped.

The phone is turned off.

A hideous face was reflected on the black screen.

Chapter68 Rabbit Rabbit Ball!

"So, Yuno."

Mori Yuesha covered her face.

In the floor-length mirror, I was standing sideways with my body curved, stiff as a corpse.

——This black suspender nightgown was not bought by myself.

The deep V that almost reached her belly button, the black lace skirt was even shorter than the shirt she had just worn, and more importantly...

On the back of the nightgown, there is a small white pompom that looks like a rabbit's tail.

"My wife, Ms. Yuno."

Mori Tsukisa turned around and found Agatsuma Yuno looking at her innocently.

"Excuse me, why should I wear this kind of clothes?"

Agatsuma Yuno was leaning against the wall, twirling her pink hair, admiring Mori Tsukisa's outfit with a smile.

The girl's upper body is gathered at the waist, and below her slender waist, which can even be held with both hands, is a raised round decorative bunny tail.

Ivory-white right-angled shoulders, clear and slender collarbones, and black curly hair scattered on the front and shoulders.

Mori Yuesha's slightly drooped eyes looked a little pitiful.

The charming eyelashes fluttered, and after the little tail fell down, a charming teardrop mole made the face even more provocative.

Pure and lustful.

Agatsuma Yuno licked the corner of her mouth secretly.

Mori Yuesha doesn't quite understand the meaning of this clothing design. Of course, only those who appreciate it can understand its broad meaning.

"Because... Yuesha's shirt is wet."

Agatsuma Yuno pretended to be innocent and widened her eyes, blinked, and then pursed her lips and said worriedly:

"I was blowing Sawamura-san's hair. It got wet, didn't it?"

"If you don't change quickly, Yuesha will catch a cold."

That's right...

But does this one really have more fabric than a shirt?

Mori Yuesha moved her waist, and in the mirror, the round little rabbit tail began to twist...

The girl's soft back suddenly has a sense of mature womanhood, like a lazy snake that has just woken up from hibernation, following the subtle smell, looking for its prey.

…It’s still very strange.

"No other clothes?"

Agatsuma Yuno shook her head firmly.

"Is this Yuno's clothes?" Mori Yuesa gave up and just walked out in a daze.

"I've never seen Yuno wear it before."

My wife Yuno responded in an obscure way.

“It fits me so well…” Mori Yuesa muttered to herself, reaching out to slightly adjust the straps. As a girl who rarely wears this kind of clothes, she always feels weird.

Hey...why does it fit so well?

Mori Yuesha suddenly thought of the person outside the room——

If Eriri wore it, would it be a very conservative skirt?

Smiling secretly, Mori Yuesa put aside the thought of 'why it fits her so well'.

Behind him, Agatsuma Yuno stared at Mori Yuesha's graceful back with fascination, her eyes following the girl's unconsciously twisting body...

——Why does it fit so well?

——Because I bought it for you.