Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

'She belongs to you!'

Mori Yuesha turned back suddenly!

The wilderness, the barren land, the dust that keeps falling like rain, the grayish-white... world.

Coming back again, the little snowman...

I don't know when, it quietly came closer.

"Come on, eat it! Onee-sama!"

This time the sound was on the left.

I turned my head and shifted my gaze. The snowman... was getting closer.

Its mouth was lined with teeth of an unknown creature, stretching all the way to the back of its head; its eyes were two shiny black buttons; its nose - only its nose, and its chocolate-colored little finger, with blood dripping from the nails.

Golden blood.

"Come on, onee-sama!"

Mori Yuesha didn't look back, but walked straight towards the snowman.

"Oh, you're here, onee-sama. Did you miss me?"

The girl could probably guess who the person who could call her sister was.

"A little one." Mori Yuesha circled around the dusty snowman. "We haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"

"Yes, Onee-sama. Because of that nasty bitch, I can't be your mother..."

"So now I can only call you sister..."

What is this word?

Mori Yuesha pouted and slowly approached the little finger - it was a female little finger, with a healthy chocolate color, not too dark. The long nails were painted with oil paint, and the brilliant blood was getting thicker and thicker from the gaps.

"When you are in danger, they start playing rock-paper-scissors with great interest..."

"But I don't even have the qualifications to play rock-paper-scissors!" The voice became more and more angry: "Why do old things always use the length of their age to make demands on other creatures!"

"I lost! I'm so angry! Onee-sama! You lost the chance to call me mother!"

——Yes, yes, it’s a pity that I can’t call you mom.

“Well… We finally waited until you were on the brink of life and death… Alas, they didn’t even notice.”

"You mean, that green spell killed me?" Mori Yuesha lowered her head and looked at the place where she resisted the spell, her face full of reluctance: "I haven't seen my dragon yet!"

"Hahahaha! You're so cute, onee-sama!"

"Kill you? Avada Kedavra?"

The sound traveled through the endless universe and space, visiting Mori Yuesha's brain. It rubbed the girl's blood vessels and skin with interest, squeezed her muscles, and climbed up along the bone seams -

"The instant death spell puts you on the brink of life and death... This allows me to sense your condition and find you, dear sister. The killing spell is probably like a 'one-second trance spell' for you."

"If your life is really in danger, I can't come over..."

"I can't squeeze through those idiots..." The voice muttered and became smaller: "Daughter. They have been missing their daughter like crazy recently..."

Somehow, Mori Yuesa heard jealousy and dissatisfaction in the words.

"Alas, we don't have much time, onee-sama. I brought your soul into this world by force, and it will soon be back."

The gray dust twisted into a thin rope, the end of the rope pointing at the snowman's nose.

"Like my pinky? Chew it up a little, it might poke your esophagus."

Sucking your thumb or something like that...unless it's your own (?).

Mori Yuesa refused.

However, with the sound of a crisp bone snap, another finger was thrown out from the void.

A fresh...ring finger.

"Don't you like my little finger?" The voice was depressed and sad: "I thought my little finger was very beautiful...Sis, if you don't like it, then I'll give you my ring finger..."

"Do you like your ring finger?"

“Will my ring finger look better than my pinky?”

The innocent voice of a young child kept urging her, and vaguely, Mori Yuesha felt that the pressure in this space was getting stronger and stronger - the ashes falling from the sky began to fall like a waterfall, and in just a few breaths, they covered the girl's feet.

The cumulus clouds were getting thicker and thicker, the light that should have been bright was constantly dissipating, and the vision was becoming dim.

Time seemed to be accelerated by a pair of hands.

"You don't like your ring finger either?"

"My picky sister... It's okay, I'll take a look..."

This time it was no longer the sound of bones crackling, but a teeth-grinding tearing sound - first the skin outside the bones, then the fat, muscle tissue, and then the bones.

A palm with only three fingers left was thrown in again.

Snapped.

Golden blood splashed on Mori Yuesha's ankles and calves, and the blood flow was very granular - it was a densely packed mass of small eyeballs that kept turning.

"Sister, please choose for yourself. Aminatu only has one hand left..."

"It hurts a little."

Mori Yuesa looked at her hand on the ground and sighed.

"Aminatu?"

"I'm here!"

"Do you want me to eat it all?"

"No, no! One, only one! There's only a little bit... a little bit... a little bit... of my stuff in your body. One will do! You can't eat it all!"

"It just activates them!"

"One! Pick one, sister!"

Mori Tsukisa likes the little finger on the snowman's face - is this... a bit of a jerk? The little sister even pulled her palm off...

"If you like my fingers, I can let you take a few bags. What part do you want? A nose or eyeballs?" The source of the voice was Mori Yuesa, who had a unique pica and was enthusiastically introducing the parts of her body to her.

"No...no need." Mori Yuesa swallowed, walked around her palm and walked in front of the snowman.

Pulled its nose off.

The dark pinky finger was still a little warm, and when the fingertip was placed on it, one could feel a lively beating.

It was as if there were several hearts hidden in it.

The dense granular texture kept squirming in Mori Yuesha's hands, and her eyeballs felt a little painful from being pressed.

"Ah... Woo." The girl opened her mouth and tilted her head back. She put the little finger stained with golden blood on the tip of her tongue, and then rolled it with her bright red tongue.

hiss.

Cool, soft, delicate, and not irritating to the throat.

It swam freely in Yu Sen Yue Sha's mouth like mutton fat or slippery noodles, turned over, and passionately kissed the tip of the girl's tongue, sucking on her soft flesh and shaking it;

Then, it slides down your throat again—emitting the aroma of baked apples in your esophagus as it melts.

"Ahaha! Sister ate my little finger!" The voice cheered, and a dark-skinned little girl seemed to appear in front of me, wearing a golden crown on her head and large light yellow earrings jingling as she jumped.

"That part of me has revived! Now, I really want to show them who are the top three?!"

"It's me! It's Oshit! Hahahahaha!"

"Onee-sama! I love you so much!"

Mori Yuesha knew it was like this...

Competition, competition...!

Grow up, my dears!

Let’s see who can give me a dragon first!

(╯‵□′)╯ノ┻━┻

Facing the angry elder sister and the happy younger sister...

The profiler, whom no one dared to offend, rolled up the card carefully and opened it with trembling hands.

【Talent revived.】

【Black Swan】

Chapter 35 Black Swan

【Talent revived.】

……

[Origin Talent: Black Swan]

[The black swan on the high tower, the unpredictable day of destruction. ]

【When disaster walks the world... use flesh and soul as fuel. 】

[After eating the little finger of the fortune-teller Aminatu, you activated the legendary flesh and blood in your body - this is a gift from Aminatu to your sister, His favorite little trick.]

……

[From now on, every time you cut off the fate of a creature (annihilate its life), you will absorb its life thread (passive).]

[You can use these cute little black threads to weave a disaster without any logic. ]

[Note: Destructive events include but are not limited to tsunamis/earthquakes/meteorites/volcanic eruptions, etc.]

[Note: As the scope and intensity of destruction increases, more threads of fate are needed to weave the destruction event.]

[Note: Only humans or higher life forms above humans can provide the thread of destiny. ]

……

This is a little trick I like.

【It belongs to your pinky finger now, sis! 】

……

Mori Yuesa opened her eyes and looked at her left little finger thoughtfully.

Not much different, except for a thin line of gold growing out of the nail…

"Black Swan...does it have to have a gray rhino or something like that?"

"I...a walking disaster?"

Different from the origin talent left by Osit, Aminatu's "Black Swan" is obviously more aggressive, or in other words, it is pushing Mori Yuesha towards a... different path.

Just as she was thinking about it, a pair of hands reached out from the front, and a dark purple figure hugged the girl tightly.

——Nagini hugged Mori Yuesha tightly in her arms. On her shoulder, Arrietty, who had never been worried, was winking at the girl.

"It's okay... I'm fine, Nagini." Mori Yuesa patted the little snake's back, and looking forward was the stunned Skender.

——The man was holding the magic wand, leaning against the wall tremblingly. A huge bead of sweat ran across his fat face, and the tip of the wand was vibrating like a switch turned on... uh... a machine.

"N-No way—you!"

"Expelliarmus!"

The golden spell knocked the shaking wand away and knocked Skender to the ground.

The handsome middle-aged man who suddenly appeared frowned, swung his wand as he passed by, tied up Skender, and strode towards Mori Yuesha - he roughly pulled away Nagini who was clinging to Mori Yuesha, grabbed the girl's shoulders and looked at her carefully.

"Do you feel bad?"

"Are you dizzy?"