Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Of course... who wouldn't notice that?"

"Does she drink a lot of milk..."

Eriri turned around and saw that the target of the distorted topic, Ms. Mori Yuesa, was staring at her cell phone with her mouth open, bored.

"Ahhhhh~"

Just like what kids would do to electric fans when they were little, Mori Yuesa was holding up a mobile phone that was playing music, pointing the sound outlet at herself, with her little mouth wide open.

"Ahhhhh~"

"Aba Aba, Aba Aba..."

Eriri: Is it that boring...

"cough."

Eriri turned around and looked at Mori Yuesa. She didn't know since when, but she began to care more and more about her.

Is it because of friendship?

"Moon veil?"

Mori Yuesha raised her head. Her clear eyes were filled with a charming shape, which made this naive mountain elf look a little lustful and tempting.

"Ok?"

Eriri shook her head: "It's okay."

She stared at Mori Yuesha's fingers, joints, back of hands, wrists - then her slender neck, chin, and upturned lips...

The look in his eyes was like an invisible hand, crossing the space and secretly touching the girl's face.

"Moon veil."

"Ok?"

Eriri just wanted to call her name.

Mori Tsukisa.

The name born from the touch of lips is becoming more and more familiar. I will think of it when I eat cake, drink milk, and change clothes.

Ying Lili touched her hot face and pursed her lips.

"Are you free... this weekend?"

"weekend?"

Mori Yuesha lay on the table without any manners, and kept saying "Aba Aba" for a long time, which could only comfort the increasingly boring atmosphere. The school uniform on the upper body was a little wrinkled. The girl, who was not tall, ordered the most suitable school uniform.

It's just a better fit in terms of height proportion.

In other places, it's like a 100-pound person wearing children's clothes.

Oh, it’s really hard work, Mr. Clothes Master.

And if you try to lie down while wearing this.

Some sisters from the plains became sad.

“On the weekend…”

"Sit up straight and talk to me, Mori Yuesa." Eriri made a bitter face and her eyes drifted to the table again and again.

That pen looks like it's suffering.

"Eh?"

Mori Yuesha blinked and sat up by holding onto the table: "I should be free on the weekend."

In recent times, it seems that the frequency of chaos around us is getting lower and lower.

The fairies were happy with this. After all, although they knew how powerful their queen was, they didn't want Mori Tsukisa to take Agatsuma Yuno on adventures every night.

Yuno Agatsuma thought that the surroundings were becoming cleaner due to the chaos extermination operations of the two people in the past few days, so this kind of "two-person quick fight to eliminate the little bastards" cleaning activity was temporarily stopped.

Mori Yuesha didn't care about it.

After all, after contacting the authorities, the girl has come to understand more and more that the world is slowly moving towards a black hole of disorder - the authorities do not have enough power to stop all this, and a few hot-blooded righteous knights alone cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

In the future, only by becoming strong can we protect those around us in this increasingly treacherous world.

Coincidentally, Mori Yuesha is the powerful Benda.

"What's wrong?" The girl looked at the other person.

Eriri has been acting strange lately.

The other person always stared at her with a serious expression when she was distracted - Mori Yuesha was sure that it was indeed a 'serious' expression. Then, when she noticed something and turned her head, the young lady immediately returned to her indifferent look.

…start listening to lectures or taking notes.

I clearly don't understand anything.

"No, nothing!" As expected, holding her golden ponytail tightly with both hands, Eriri started again: "It's just, just asking casually..."

The young lady lowered her head, mumbling vaguely, and occasionally made eye contact with Mori Yuesha, then quickly looked away, looking out the window at the empty playground...

"Eiriri?"

"fine!"

Eriri waved her hand and was about to say something when a familiar voice appeared beside them.

Aki Tomoya held a piece of bread that had been bitten into pieces: "She must want to go to your place to draw a picture book--"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!"

It turns out that fireworks will only bloom when they meet flames.

"No, Yuesha, your description is too beautiful..." Aki Tomoya had dead eyes and pushed his glasses tiredly: "I think it's probably because of natto and beer..."

"You are the slimy, stinky natto!"

Eriri bared her teeth fiercely, glanced at Mori Yuesa inconspicuously, coughed lightly a few times, and quickly returned to her ladylike demeanor.

"You are the one..." After thinking for a moment, the girl shut up.

"Let's skip this topic. I don't want to talk to you, maid with glasses." Eriri pouted, opened her cell phone and showed it to Mori Yuesa.

"Yuesha, I found a painter as good as you!"

Eriri has always been 100% sure of Mori Tsukisa's painting skills. In her blind heart, there are only a few people she would compare with Mori Tsukisa.

Mori Yuesa took the phone curiously.

Eh…

The level is much higher than mine.

The roses and ultramarine are sprinkled with watercolors, and the transition from warm to cold tones is very natural. The deep red of the roses and the richness of the ultramarine are expertly dyed onto the paper.

The sun was setting in the distance, and the scenery was slowly fading away on the horizon.

"This kind of painting method is not easy to use watercolors..." Mori Yuesha enlarged the picture and commented in detail.

"He's a much better painter than me."

"No, I think this is what you would call a painter. Compared to this person, I am just a beginner."

Under Eriri's disapproving gaze, Mori Yuesha clicked on the other person's profile picture——

"Hmm? Interesting name."

Miss Mori, the naming expert, complained about the painter's name:

"Mashiro... Is this name your real name?"

When you open the personal homepage, you will see a wide variety of oil paintings.

"Wow…"

Eriri put her hand on Mori Tsukisa's shoulder and whispered in her ear, "That should be his real name. He's a very famous new artist. It's said that he's called a 'young national treasure' abroad."

Well.

Is it really white?

Great painting, great expression.

Mori Yuesa was concentrating on staring at the screen and didn't notice Eriri who was getting closer and closer to her face.

Chapter 74 Cracks in the Heart

"Excuse me for asking."

"A rich lady like you, when you drink yogurt, do you lick the bottle cap?"

On the rooftop in the afternoon, Kasumigaoka Utaha curled up on a bench, holding a novel. Mori Tsukisa sat next to her, chewing a huge hamburger, with a bottle of yogurt between her legs.

Kasumigaoka Utaha comes from a wealthy family and can tell the other person's level at a glance, so she made such a joke.

"Lick the bottle cap?" Mori Yuesha blinked: "I usually throw away the yogurt and just lick the bottle cap."

The crimson pupils opened the book, covered his chin, and his eyes scanned the girl's face. "Here, it's in my mouth."

Morizuki Sa puffed up her cheeks and buried her head in the burger like a little squirrel, with some white sauce on the corners of her mouth. When Kasumigaoka Utaha stretched out her finger and moved closer - Morizuki Sa happened to stick out her tongue.

They met at the corner of the mouth.

"Where's your little follower?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced past it inconspicuously and hid her fingers back into the book as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, Yuno?" Mori Yuesa chewed her burger. "She has something to ask the teacher today."

Utaha Kasumigaoka didn't care where Yuno Agatsuma went.

"It's rare to see you two apart..."

Mori Yuesha nodded.

"That child..." Kasumigaoka's mature voice carried a hint of teasing: "He is very dependent on you."

Mori Yuesa buried her head in eating and did not answer.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stared at Morizuki Sa's ears and changed her posture - she leaned against the girl's body, and when she spoke and looked at her, her breath fell on her cheek.

"Sa-chan, I haven't yet repaid you since you saved me."

"Hey, senior, don't be so serious." Mori Yuesha rolled up the wrapping paper and held it in her hand, and said casually: "Buy a bottle of yogurt and let me lick the lid."

“Like a puppy drinking water?”

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Mori Tsukishima inexplicably. In her sight, her lips were red and dripping - Mori Tsukishima was like a puppy drinking water... It should be very interesting, right? ?

The reserve writer imagined the scene and suddenly blushed a little.

"Anything else besides the yogurt lid?"

Mori Yuesha glanced at Kasumigaoka Utaha and saw through it in a second: "Why do I feel like you are making dirty jokes, senior sister? The seafood flavor is overflowing from your words..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled with her eyes narrowed, with half of her face covered by the book.

Sure enough, when we get a year older, the speed of our conversation changes.

Mori Yuesha took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then crumpled it up again: "Senior is here every day at noon?"

Changing the subject, Kasumigaoka Utaha stretched out of boredom, the shallow light outlining the girl's good figure: "Every day, Yuesha can come to see me anytime, anywhere."

"By the way, Kasumi Shiko-sensei's novel is about to be published."

Mori Yuesha was surprised: "So fast?"

Someone with procrastination doesn't realize that most things in this world proceed at this speed.

"Faster?" Kasumigaoka Utaha shook her head: "Thanks to your help, Kasumigaoka Utaha said that the editor is very optimistic about this book."

"No way, Kasumi Shiko is a very talented writer."

Kasumigaoka Utaha doesn't think so, but there is no need to dwell on this issue.