Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

“I like her personality.”

The man who couldn't hold it in any longer retorted sullenly: "That's because she didn't play tricks on you!"

what!

Mr. 1000 Yen is angry.

Chapter16 Accommodation

Mori Yuesha led Ansuna and Nagini to the inn she had found. For some reason, Imhotep seemed a little angry?

The stern-faced man had a handwritten price card taped to his back - compared to any decent hotel in Tokyo, the price here was only one-tenth of the price.

"That's all?"

"Yes, it has always been like this. Do you open one with your family?"

The owner of the hostel is a college student who has lived in this town with her grandmother for many years. She usually makes a living by selling hand-pressed meatballs and hosting some backpackers. She looked at the three women and one man in front of her and thought they were parents taking their two children out for a trip.

But why is it the youngest child who comes out to negotiate... Is it because she is training her communication skills? The owner looked at the very 'lively' girl who was lying on the counter and shaking her head, and a strange liking rose in his heart.

"Your child is so beautiful." She smiled.

Imhotep didn't explain much. Even if they booked two rooms, they could use the reason of "training children to be independent" as an excuse.

But I have to say, it's really horribly cheap here. The two old-timers who have been active in Tokyo since they came to the world of the witch found for the first time that money can be spent so cheaply.

"What else do you need?"

"Meatball! We're hungry!"

No... only you are hungry, witch.

Arrietty, who had been silent, suddenly pulled Mori Yuesha's hair. The girl turned around in the direction she was pulling, and without her knowing it, a hunched figure appeared behind them.

An old woman standing in the shadows.

The old man had a scripture writing belt tied on his head and held a tattered imperial coin in his hand. On his wrinkled and yellow face, his triangular eyes narrowed as he looked at Mori Yuesha carefully.

She raised the imperial coin and shook it a few times, jumping and muttering, "Evil spirits, go away, evil spirits, go away, evil spirits, go away!"

When Mori Yuesha turned around, Ansuna and Imhotep quickly took a step inside. Like a door, they blocked Mori Yuesha's way with their bodies...

body of.

The head is exposed.

The dishonest girl stretched out her hand to push the two people apart, and sandwiched her head between the arms of Imhotep and Ansuna, staring back with curiosity with her big eyes——

"Evil spirits, go away, evil spirits, go away, evil spirits, go away--"

The old man was still muttering to himself, and when the female owner behind Mori Yuesha looked embarrassed, the young girl did something she didn't expect.

She covered her chest and raised her chin in pretending to be in pain.

"Ah! What is this power? I..."

"I'm going to be dispelled!!"

Young female college student and shop owner: …

elder:……

Imhotep & Ansuna: Normal operation.

Nagini: Quack, quack!

The old woman looked at Mori Yuesha strangely, then lowered her head to look at her palm, the imperial coin that she had never used and the random scripture written on her head...

Have I finally awakened?

what!what!

That old lady Miyamizu Ichiye, she can't compare to me this time!

I am the number one shrine maiden in Itomori Town!

I am the strongest old lady exorcist!

——The shop owner's daughter ran out from the counter early, comforting her grandmother while giving Imhotep an apologetic look. After mouthing the words to ask them to wait a moment, she pressed her grandmother's shoulders and pushed her grandmother into the house.

As for why I suddenly spoke to Imhotep, it was because the actress's performance was not over yet...

'Okay grandma, you have driven away the evil spirit.'

"I am the number one shrine maiden in Itomori Town!"

"I'm awake!"

"Yes, yes, you are awake. Go and have a rest, there are guests here."

"She is not human! I am doing what every witch should do!"

The voices of the girl and the old man faded away. Mori Yuesha frowned in pain, spitting blood while slumping on the sofa at the door. She picked up the candy on the plate and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Mmm (chewing)... it hurts (chewing)..."

"Lady Witch has left." Imhotep touched the back of his head tiredly, his eyebrows drooping.

"She's not done with her pleasure yet." Arrietty rolled her eyes. "Three rooms away, High Priest. The Queen and I don't want to be woken by you and your love in the night."

"Two," Nagini interrupted, then looked at Imhotep and said, "But I agree to stay far away."

This tall priest showed a shy look for the first time, but Ansuna didn't care at all. She raised an eyebrow and asked back, "Oh? We were afraid of being yelled at by you."

Arrietty crossed her arms and pouted. "You know what I'm talking about."

Ansuna nodded: "You also know what I am talking about."

"I am not even as big as Her Majesty the Queen's palm."

"Yeah, but you don't have to charge it or put in batteries." The former enchantress looked at Arrietty and sneered, "And it can swim, so it's probably waterproof too."

Nagini: You ignored me?

Imhotep: ...

Mori Tsukisa: ...

Tell me, Ansuna, after I asked you to learn to accept the Internet, what exactly did you learn on it?

Now it seems clear what Ansuna has learned. Probably some papers on "The impact of power blowouts on human life and global ocean tidal energy flux and dissipation"...

From Arrietty's red face, it was clear that this fairy had read a lot of papers. In the conversation between two people with profound knowledge, they could understand each other without even saying too much.

This is a tacit understanding that only exists between top students.

As the two women, one big and one small, were bickering, the young shop owner finally calmed down her grandmother and came out with a dark brown pot. She had a silver diamond pendant hanging around her neck and took cups from the counter and handed them to the people with an apologetic look on her face.

The clear tea is poured into the cup, and the aroma fills the air.

"I'm so sorry, my guests... my grandma." The woman forced a smile, "She's a little..."

Mori Yuesha held the cup and shook her head: "It's okay, owner...Miss?"

"Just call me You. I'm only two or three years older than you, right?" You, who had just entered college, had her hair sloppily tied into a ponytail. Even though such a rude thing happened, she still kept the smile on her face - as if it was an instinct.

Mori Yuesa felt that she was a little stiff.

She asked the same question.

You didn't say anything, pursed his lips and put down his teacup, bowed to the three people, and walked around the counter to check them in without saying a word. The girl didn't want to talk about this topic.

"You can take your wife and daughter to here, here--" You took out a map and pointed it to Imhotep: After what happened just now, I still think this handsome man looks more reliable: "There is a stream, and there is a special restaurant here."

"I'm sorry that our Itomori Town is not very prosperous. If you and your family are here just to relax and unwind, you can just go to the place I recommend."

After saying that, he suddenly remembered something and pointed to the center of the map: "This is the Miyamizu Shrine - you should have heard of it, right?"

"The most important thing about Itomori Town is that we all grew up around God."

Mori Yuesha slumped on the sofa and raised her hand lazily to ask: "Your grandma seems to dislike being alone?"

Yuu smiled bitterly.

"It was just a joke. Just a little dispute between two young ladies many years ago because of a man..."

"What nonsense is that about shrine maidens? The shrine maidens of the Miyamizu family have been passed down from generation to generation..."

Mori Yuesha drank the tea in the cup and wiped her mouth: "Then...if you have nothing to do, can you go play with grandma?"

It was the first time Yuu had met a girl like Mori Tsukisa.

Not only was she not afraid, but she was also very happy to approach an old man who was just sick but was considered a lunatic by the people in the town.

What a kind girl.

Imhotep watched the changing expression on the female owner's face.

Kind?

She just thought it was interesting.

Chapter 17 The Witch Lineage

A night of silence.

In the end, Mori Yuesa didn't let Miss You, who had worked hard all day, make a midnight snack for her under the moonlight.

The next day was the time we agreed to go to the Miyamizu family.

After Mori Yuesa made an appointment with the young shop owner to come back for lunch, she set off with a few attendants in high spirits!

Then we played for half an hour on the winding path in the lush woods.

I chased butterflies for another twenty minutes.

Spend fifteen minutes eating and shopping.

So, they were late.

"Isn't this normal?" Arrietty laughed. "No one of you took care of her and let her do whatever she wanted. Isn't this the result? Being late for the appointed time is really rude!"

"Then why don't you care?" Nagini asked back. As she spoke, she was holding a paper box of hot grilled fish cakes for Mori Yuesha, and from time to time she would pick up a piece with a wooden stick and feed it to the girl next to her.

Ahhh, I’m eating very happily.

"I...!" Arrietty sniffed the small piece of fish cake that Mori Yuesha pinched off, picked it up and licked it: "Isn't it always (chew)...you go to deal with it (chew)...this time (chew) you remembered me..."

Then just shut up and eat, you annoying goblin.

Imhotep and Ansuna were really like a couple on a leisure trip to the countryside. They awkwardly took out their cell phones to take pictures of their loved ones, and begged Nagini to take pictures of themselves and their loved ones.

The posture is hard to describe.

For example, with one hand on the waist and the other pointing to the stream behind him... Mori Yuesa remembered that Imhotep had been a tour guide in the Sky City for a few minutes, and maybe he was really suitable for this industry.

It's hard to imagine that the once glorious high priest would make such a cute expression.

The group was familiar with the address because they had been there once yesterday.

Knock on the door and take off your shoes before entering.

Miyamizu Ichiha was an elderly lady, about the same age as the elderly man with dementia yesterday, except that her face had fewer wrinkles and her clothes were clean.

A spirited old man.

"Please sit down." The old man sat in front of the low table with a hoarse voice. The girl who opened the door yesterday brought a few cups and poured tea. The one who poked her little head out from behind the door was her sister.

"This is Miyamizu Mitsuha and Yotsuha." After a brief introduction, he went straight to the point: "I am the chief priest of this generation of the Miyamizu family. The very large shrine you see in Tokyo was left behind by a branch of the Miyamizu family..."

The rising sun cast oblique rays of light into the house.

The main branch of the Miyamizu family has always stayed in Itomori Town - for a shrine maiden family that serves the gods, only outsiders are accepted as wives. This also caused dissatisfaction among some children.

Children will grow up, and who doesn’t yearn for the outside world?