Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"what is the relationship."

“Isn’t this a very reasonable thing to do?”

Speaking words that Nashem couldn't understand, the girl adjusted her straw hat, nodded to Nashem, and left the stall with the newspaper.

The yellow sand lifted up the corners of her skirt.

Chapter 2 Legends in the Book

The Museum of Egyptian Antiquities.

The Egyptian National Museum, opened in 1902.

Of course, locals generally call it the "Pharaoh Museum".

This museum has long stood on the banks of the Nile, listening to the majestic sound of the mother river day and night, and faithfully recording the changes that have taken place in this ancient country in the world over the past thousand years.

The walls of the museum are yellowish, and a stone statue of Hathor, the goddess of fertility with horns on her head, hangs on the arched main entrance. In the niches on both sides there is a European-style relief of the Nile goddess, one of whom holds papyrus and the other holds a lotus, symbolizing the north and south of ancient Egypt respectively.

Above the doorway are Greek inscriptions and Greco-Roman sculptures, and the large dome is a unique religious style.

There is also a metal carving of a scarab on the wall at the main entrance, which is the logo of the museum.

"Hi, Forest."

The woman had long chestnut hair tied up behind her head. She wore round old-fashioned glasses and was holding a history book. She looked like a literary girl and greeted the girl who walked in.

"Hi, Eve."

Mori Yuesha took off her round-top straw hat and hung it on the pharaoh statue beside the door. She then spread out the newspaper rolled into a barrel and threw it on the table.

There was a musty smell in the air.

"The newspaper you asked for."

Evelin thanked him and continued to immerse herself in the pages of the book: "How much did you learn?"

——This ‘Miss Forest’ came to the library to work two months ago. Before that, she was the only librarian in this museum.

When she met the girl on the first day, she was leaning lazily against the bookshelf, holding a book "Ancient Egyptian Language" in her hand.

'Hey, I heard from the curator that you are fluent in ancient Egyptian?'

'Can you teach me?'

The long black hair wrapped around the girl's small face, and Evelin nodded mysteriously.

So, the number of librarians increased from one to two.

——Although Evelyn was very curious about how this girl, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, convinced the stingy, mean and serious museum director.

“How much have you learned…”

Mori Yuesha pinched a cookie on the table and stuffed it into her mouth: "Hello?"

The accent of ancient Egyptian was very strange, but the girl learned it very quickly.

“In another month or two, I won’t have anything left to teach you.” Evelyn closed the book, found the designated spot and put it away, then turned her head and looked at the girl who was eating cookies.

"You learn too fast, Mori. I still recommend you to go to that university. It would be a shame if you don't go to school."

The girl shrugged indifferently, walked to the other side of the library, and pulled out a book titled "Legend".

Evelyn didn't know much about Mori Yuesha's origins - she said she just happened to pass by here while traveling. She was only a teenager, where was her family?

Just let an underage child run around?

If I had a younger sister, she would be about this age, right?

Evelin shook her head and walked behind the girl in her high heels, and a sharp scent of green wood gradually appeared.

"Atlantis?" Evelyn stood behind the girl and tapped Mori Yuesha's head lightly with her chin. The other party was currently reading a certain page of "Legend".

Evelyn was used to the girl always focusing on supernatural things. In the past two months, in addition to learning ancient Egyptian with her, the girl had read almost all the books in the library.

In addition to the book "Legend", the book she loved the most was "The Sacred Stone" on the top shelf of the third bookshelf.

"does not exist?"

Mori Yuesha turned the page attentively, and as her eyes moved, she did not forget to answer her sister's words: "Aren't you also looking for Hamunatta? The Golden Scripture of the Sun?"

Evelin raised her eyebrows, bumped her silver bracelet a few times, and touched the top of Mori Yuesha's head: "That's because there is evidence that it existed. And Atlantis..."

Mori Yuesha stretched out her finger and pointed at another page of the book: "What about this place? Doesn't it exist either?"

On the mottled yellow paper, a huge city loomed behind the clouds, surrounded by the shadows of dragons with spread wings - obviously this was the work of an unknown painter, who had somehow been added to this book, which Evelyn believed was written by a liar.

“L…A…P…?” Evelyn played with Mori Yuesha’s black hair and pieced together the blurry handwriting on the page.

Mori Yuesa repeated it as if to correct herself.

"Oh, that boy hasn't given up yet?"

Evelin reached out and closed the book in Mori Yuesha's hand.

"What was the kid's name? Anyway, there's nothing interesting about this hoax book. I don't understand how someone as smart as you could believe these made-up stories."

Mori Yuesha turned her head. Since Evelyn was a head taller than her, facing this mature lady, the young-looking Mori Yuesha had to look up like her younger sister.

"He said his father saw it with his own eyes..."

"What did you see?" Evelin pulled Mori Yuesha outside: "Dragon?"

"Stop it, Little Forest, are you really going to help that kid look up this kind of fairy tale-like information?"

Mori Yuesha blinked: "I think...it's very interesting."

"Dragons are just legends." Evelyn had long regarded this incredibly delicate girl as her own sister. The two of them walked into the museum's garden and sat down on a bench not far from a statue.

"Study ancient Egyptian well. I'll have the school send you a letter. Go there for further studies, Little Forest." Evelin held Mori Yuesha's small hand and rubbed it for a few times, her beautiful eyes full of concern: "Also, you didn't make it clear after all. Where are your parents?"

"You have to give me your address so I can mail it to you."

Mori Yuesa smiled and shook her head.

This was the umpteenth time she had rejected Evelin.

However, the other party was not discouraged.

The woman who had known this would happen would have flicked Mori Yuesha's forehead with her finger, "Anyway, you are not allowed to run around. It's too chaotic here, and I don't want you to become someone's new wife one day, wearing a black veil, and coming to me crying with a big belly."

Mori Yuesha swung her legs absentmindedly, and her skirt embroidered with gold edges suddenly lifted up, revealing the girl's fair feet and five exquisite toes.

A touch of emerald green scenery.

"Hey!"

Evelin ran her fingers across the girl's arm, "Princess, please listen carefully."

Mori Yuesha turned around.

The slanting sun cast shadows, and the girl's hair was stained with sporadic dark blue halos.

"I saw you running away with that Lu last time. Who are those dirty miners? You can't always make me worry like this."

"I know, I know, Eve. Why are you nagging like my grandma?" Mori Yuesha took a casual glance and saw a strange woman walking into the museum outside the iron fence.

"Someone is coming, I'm going to entertain them!"

Evelyn let the girl run away without catching her, leaving only a golden silhouette as her skirt swayed.

"Hey! Don't run around!"

"I know, I know!"

The shadow raised his hands high and wandered around happily.

It’s really worrying...

Evelyn sighed and slowly stood up.

She thought of her brother who disappeared from time to time, and was filled with worry and helplessness.

Chapter 3 Taiya and Baru

Apart from Evelyn, Mori Yuesa rarely saw local women in the museum.

——The special attributes of the museum itself mean that most of the visitors here are foreign tourists, not to mention Cairo of this era, you can hardly see them even on the busy streets.

Even if there is, she would wrap herself tightly in black gauze.

This is the woman in front of Mori Yuesa.

He was not very tall, and his steps were a little shaky. Judging from his exposed eyes, he didn't look very young either.

"Hello?"

Mori Yuesha spoke the local dialect fluently, and after the other party asked about a geography book, the girl took her through the outside of the museum, around the angular stone sculptures, and pushed the door into the library.

"Let me see...geographical classification..."

Mori Yuesha recited the number Evelin had assigned and led the woman to the fourth bookshelf.

"it's here."

Two pairs of feet stopped in the middle of the bookshelf.

——Just when the woman thought that the young administrator was going to move a ladder or something, she was horrified to find that he was just lifting his skirt and moving his ankles, warming up in a very sloppy way...

He jumped up with a 'Hey whoosh'!

While in mid-air, the girl grabbed the spine of a book and nimbly took it down from a shelf high above the ground - if you ignore the height to which the girl jumped, the picture would be quite youthful rather than scary.

The last time Mori Yuesha did this, she was caught by Evelin, who pinched her waist and scolded her for half a week.

The woman was so angry and scared that she couldn't bear to really pinch Sen Yuesha, so she had to tickle her while seriously warning the girl.

This resulted in the two people, who were not wearing much, getting to know each other's secrets while having a lot of fun together.

That scene was very artistic.

"Such a precious collection of books! If you accidentally knock over one of the bookshelves..."

Mori Yuesha disagreed. She thought that Evelin's stilt-like climbing of the ladder would cause trouble.

In short, after that incident, Evelin uncovered a corner of the quiet little princess's character. At least, she knew, understood, and glimpsed two things about Mori Yuesha.

The first is his crazy and weird personality.

The second is the enviable circumference.

Got the book.

Mori Yuesha turned around and handed the book to the tightly wrapped woman. The other party hesitated for a while, and then a gentle voice came from behind her face.

"……Thanks."

"I might...might look at it a little longer?"

Mori Yuesha nodded in agreement: "Before closing."

In my sight, a black line flashed across my wrist.

Is that... a scar?

When Mori Yuesha looked over, the woman seemed to notice something. She subconsciously tightened her sleeves and looked a little nervous.

"Can I..."

"I am alone..."

Mori Yuesha nodded and pointed at the book in the woman's hand: "Just put it on the table after you finish reading it."

The eyes revealed from behind the mask were as if they had been pardoned: "Thank you... Thank you, my name is Taiya."

"Mori Tsukisa."