Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

--I'm alive?

She held the stone in front of her heart and said nothing.

The sound of the trumpet still rings passionately in my ears.

The girl pushed aside the quilt and got out of bed - it was a small room, half of which was occupied by a fireplace; on the table were water cups and a tray with two small golden oranges in them.

The chairs creaked when they were touched; the kettle gurgled on the stove and emitted white smoke.

A long wooden ladder leads to the direction where the horn sound comes from.

When she pushed open the door above her head, the first thing that greeted her was a group of noisy pigeons!

Blah blah blah!

"ah!"

The girl screamed!

"You're awake!" Baru stopped the horn, with two pigeons perched on his shoulders. He lowered his head and looked at the confused girl who came out from the roof: "Come quickly!"

He stretched out his hand and pulled the stunned girl onto the roof. He held her hand and smiled as if he was familiar with her. "My name is Baru! I live here alone!"

The sun shone on the boy's profile, and pigeons flew up and landed on his dirty work hat.

This scene also made Hida smile.

"My name is Sheeta!"

"Your name is nice." Baloo reached into his pocket, picked up some grains and put them into the girl's hand. "I like to blow the horn every morning and then feed them. Would you like to try it?"

"I…"

Without waiting for a reply, the pigeons all surrounded her, flapping their wings and pecking her hair, arms, and palms with their little beaks, which made her feel itchy.

"Haha! Funny, isn't it? They all know me!"

The girl spread her wings, exposed her head and looked at Baru: "It's itchy!"

"They eat very fast, look!"

Groups of little white heads looked at the new girl. Some of them stood on the chimneys after eating and drinking, and some even sat on the roof. They looked up at the feet of Baloo and Hida, with a hint of curiosity in their little eyes.

Seeing the smiling face of the girl who had fallen from the sky, Baru also breathed a sigh of relief: "I feel relieved now."

"not worried?"

"Yeah, I thought you were not human." The boy said, holding the brass trumpet in one hand and the pigeon in the other. "Last night, you fell from the sky, and I was worried that you might be an angel. You were falling so fast!"

"How can there be such a creature?" Sheeta opened her eyes wide and said, "Of course I am a human."

"It's a good-looking human!"

Baru loosened his grip, and the pigeon fluttered up and flew over the brim of his hat: "You are as beautiful as my sister!"

The girl who was not often praised was a little shy. She lowered her head but still asked: "Do you have a sister?"

"She's out looking for treasure. I'm waiting for her to come back!" The boy waved his hand to stop the well-fed birds from flying around Hilda's face. "What about you?"

"I?"

"I saw it!" He pointed excitedly at the pendant under the girl's neck: "Can you let me try it?"

Hida nodded, untied the pendant and tied it on Baloo.

“That’s just who you are!”

The boy walked to the edge of the eaves with his arms raised, and under Hilda's worried look, he stepped into the air: "Just float in the air like this!"

As he spoke, he took both legs forward.

“Baru!!”

Bang.

There were pieces of cloth and wood scraps all over the floor.

The boy fell into the pile of clothes and knocked over the clothes rack.

Hida hurriedly climbed onto the roof, jumped down from the ladder, and opened the door. Baru stared at the girl in a shirt and a pair of gray socks hanging on her shoulders, who was grinning foolishly at the girl who opened the door.

"It seems... it's not the stone's problem."

"Can't you try it somewhere lower?" Sheeta pouted and pulled the boy up: "Does it hurt?"

"You fall often." Baru patted his butt and pulled Hida into the hut.

After the girl sat down, the boy brought a cup of boiling water and a small orange and placed them in front of her.

"I haven't had time to buy food yet. The meatballs I bought to save you yesterday were crushed by me."

"Thank you for saving me."

The girl held the water cup, feeling somewhat guilty: "I have no money..."

All she had left was this stone.

"No need, my sister left me a lot of money!"

Baru waved his hand nonchalantly.

Mori Yuesa left several bags of gold coins and threw them in Baru's small cupboard. Apart from buying machine parts, he rarely used them to buy unnecessary things.

In his opinion, his sister's money should be kept well and used in the future when needed.

——Obviously, now is where it’s needed.

"I'll buy it for you!" Baru pushed the table and stood up in a hurry: "Wait for me! Do you want meatballs, pancakes, or vegetables?"

Hida looked at the outgoing and cheerful boy who had saved her, and didn't know what to say.

"I…"

"It's okay! Please tell me! I'm very rich!"

Mr. Baru used his sister's money to buy food for another little girl without realizing the funny thing about this behavior. He looked at Hida and his enthusiastic smile never stopped since then.

"You...are stupid." Xida was stunned, not understanding why she would say such a thing: "Sorry! I'm not...I'm a little...still not awake?"

"Hahahahaha! You're stupid too!"

Baloo patted Hida's head and pointed at his own head: "We both look equally silly when we laugh!"

“…I’m not stupid.”

"Look, it's the same as me, hahahaha!"

The boy and the girl grinned at each other and laughed. The girl who survived the disaster and the boy who yearned for the sky looked at each other.

…………

Because of Hilda's presence, Baru spent money lavishly as usual: he had three fried eggs for breakfast; he bought meat and some white bread for lunch; and for dinner he had fried steaks, a large pot of bone soup, small vegetables and a little cream.

He didn't care how much money he spent, but just told himself that he did it to entertain Hida. Little did he know that once you get used to a happy lifestyle, you can never go back to the dry ascetic life.

After dinner, Baru, who usually liked to talk about his father and his "dreams", took the girl underground.

His workshop.

A streamlined goose-wing aircraft has been completed: compared to what Mori Yuesha saw when she came, it is now fully formed; the outer surface is iron gray, and there are joysticks in the center that the girl cannot understand; buckets of paint are still placed in the corner of the wall.

"I built this flying machine!" The boy proudly opened his arms and said with a smug look on his face: "How is it?"

"Hida?"

"Hmm?" The girl turned her back absentmindedly, her hands on the wall, her little face almost touching the photo.

"Oh! You are looking at that..." Baru came over and explained: "A photo my father once took."

"That's a legend among legends."

"Laputa! The castle floating in the sky!"

Chapter61 Who is Miss Lin?

Baru didn't understand why Hida was staring at Laputa's photo in a daze.

It was not until the next night that a group of soldiers in green uniforms violently kicked open his door.

At that time, Baru was happily enjoying luxurious meals three times a day with Hilda - with Hilda's love for food, their meals had been upgraded from small pieces of bread and meatballs to lamb chops, stewed meat, freshly dripped fruits and tender vegetables.

In addition to the plates, there were also two bottles of sweet juice on the table.

There was no choice, Baru bought it for Hida to drink.

He was pouring juice for the girl when the soldiers kicked the door open, holding long rifles in their hands and pointing them at Baru and Hida.

"Found it!" The soldier said something strange. Baru seemed to have heard his sister say something like this before: "Found it, Captain!"

Then, the soldiers violently overturned the small table, and the juice spilled all over the floor.

Baru tried to rush forward to stop them, but was knocked to the ground by the butt of a gun, his head bleeding.

Blood mixed with juice seeped into the ground.

"Come with us! Be good!" The leading soldier fiercely pulled Hida's braid. After she accidentally slipped, he dragged the girl to the door by her braid. "Captain!"

The soldier stepped on Hida's head with his leather shoe, let go of her braid and saluted.

The man who came was their captain, wearing a more exquisite military uniform with a row of golden buttons on the green clothes.

Instead of a rifle, he carried a pistol slung over his shoulder and a dagger sheath on his leg.

"It's her." The captain squatted down and looked her up and down. The girl was very uncomfortable being stepped on. She grabbed the soldier's ankles with both hands and shouted "Baru" and "Don't kill him".

"What a cute little girl." A graceful shadow appeared behind the captain.

If Jonathan had been there, he would have known her name at once.

"Thank you for your help, Miss Afafu." The captain bowed deeply, "I will inform Mr. Muska of everything you have done for him."

"I don't care about Muska's thanks." Afafu was wrapped in black gauze, with enchanting eyeliner raised, looking at the man in front of her lovingly: "I care more about... you..."

"Thanks."

The man was embarrassed.

Obviously, he didn't know how to face this woman who had once hidden behind Mr. Sheikh as his lover - she now began to hang around Muska and those officers, as if this seductive lady was born to be unwilling to be ordinary.

I always want to step on the ladder and climb to higher places.

"Take this brat away first," the woman licked her lips, "when she's no longer useful, you can hand her over to me..."

"Yes."

Salute and wave.

The soldier roughly took out a hemp rope, tied up Hida, and took the girl onto the truck.

Xida struggled violently: "Baru!"

"Hida!"

Snapped!

Afaf slapped the girl.

"Hurry up, I'm a little tired, sir." The woman's beautiful eyes moved, piercing into the man's heart like a hook, and kept pulling him: "What are you going to do later?"

"I go…"

"Go and report? What happens next?"

Afafu showed her palm and slid it down along the man's heart: "You know where I live, right?"

……

"You know where she lives, don't you?"

Mori Yuesha asked crisply.

Half an hour ago, the girl pushed the door open, bringing with her Nagini and Imhotep, happily holding up a lollipop shaped like a ship.