Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Perhaps it was Mori Yuesha's bored words that made Youxin feel good about her. After making a family meal that was not too sumptuous but very heartwarming, the girl confided some of her inner depression to the sharp-tongued lady.

"Actually..." she said anxiously.

"I can see ghosts."

The table was instantly quiet.

Imhotep and Ansuna put down their glasses, and even Nagini cast a cold gaze towards the girl.

"Really, it's true..." You put down his chopsticks with a wry smile: "Maybe you don't believe it and think I'm crazy..."

“There was a time when I thought so, too.”

Mori Yuesha picked up a piece of vegetable tempura and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it with a crunch. As she ate, she asked, "Ghost? What kind of ghost is that? In your case, is it the eye in the legend that can see into the underworld?"

Yuu shook his head, "Not that kind. I...I could only see one."

One?

The female college student was wearing a loose light blue long wide pajamas, her hair tied into a ponytail with a red knot, and she looked very energetic: "One, only one, he has been with me for many years..."

The story begins in bits and pieces one day many years ago when I accidentally dropped my ice cream on the ground and was crying because of it.

"Since that day..." Yuya poured himself a glass of wine while recalling the past: "I can often see that ghost."

"He has dark eyes and bloody lips—he has short hair and long arms and legs..."

"whenever…"

The girl raised her glass and drank it all.

"Whenever I feel negative emotions--" she said, getting a little excited: "He would appear! Appear beside me! When he laughs, even the air becomes cold! It's so scary!"

"So that's why you..."

Even so, You was still full of energy and smiled cheerfully: "That's right, since I found the pattern, no matter what happens, I will stay cheerful and will never be depressed!"

"He won't show up!"

A ghost that feeds on negative emotions will be scattered when encountering happy and heartwarming things - how can this...

Mori Yuesha couldn't remember, she seemed to have heard Dumbledore say that a certain spell was exactly suitable for this situation?

That...monster?

What's the weird thing?

The girl forgot the creatures that Mr. Dumbledore mentioned. It was his fault. He always said so many profound things that she couldn't remember them all.

"Master, Miss You does not have wizard blood, and this is not that world." Nagini reminded in a low voice. This snake never drinks, but the little goblin she carries is not -

I wonder if you have already sneaked into the kitchen or wine cellar to have a drink?

"That's right... But after listening to what you said, it is indeed a very standard... ghost?"

You ignored the "master" that Nagini mentioned. In her opinion, Mori Yuesa's background was definitely extraordinary; she could tell just by looking at the girl's daily necessities - she was not an ignorant local town resident. She had seen too many girls from wealthy families when she was studying at a university.

The skin care and makeup products that urban girls use to show off are just consumables that are thrown around casually here at Mori Yuesha’s place.

She even caught a glimpse of the cold woman named 'Nagini' preparing a lot of more expensive things for her master, which she had only seen in the daily gossip news about celebrities.

"It's a ghost... but he never hurt me, he only 'eats' my negative emotions..." You smiled stiffly: "I'm afraid he will appear again, as long as I relax a little bit-"

"So Miss You is having a hard time too." Mori Yuesha sighed, "Think more about the good memories, as an old wizard once said."

Old wizard?

You shook his head slightly: "I have no other choice. I begged the Miyamizu family, but Grandma Ichiye couldn't do anything - maybe she is still angry with grandma? I went to many shrines, but I couldn't solve it in the end..."

“It seems like he’s been with me forever.”

Several people were silent.

Mori Yuesa opened the profiler out of curiosity.

【Fujiwara Yuu】

【Humanity】

[An ordinary college student, a determined and hardworking child. ]

【Mystery detected.】

[Energy level: Lv0 "Contactor"]

【Note: Sanity is collapsing】

Eh... a mysterious contact?

As for ghosts... chaos? Mori Yuesha licked her lips. It would be interesting if it was a chaotic creature.

"Ms. Fujiwara, will he appear whenever you have negative emotions?"

You looked at Mori Yuesa in surprise, not understanding how the girl knew his name.

"My guess."

Master, there are more than 100,000 surnames in Japan...

"But I'm a lucky girl, and I guessed it right."

…whatever you like.

Fujiwara Yuu at the table didn't seem to ask any further questions, but just stared at Mori Yuesa with a look of 'understanding' on his face.

"As expected..." You said softly, "Ms. Yuesha is also a 'shrine maiden', right?"

...?

"You asked so many questions. Actually, you have already discovered that I am haunted by an evil spirit, right?" The girl who just entered college began to mutter in a mysterious way, looking at Mori Yuesha with hope in her eyes: "That's right! You came to the Miyamizu family to talk about something 'over there', right?"

"I'm haunted by evil spirits. Do you have a solution?"

"Ms. Mori Yuesa! Please help me!"

Putting aside the issue of starting to speak honorifics, Mori Yuesa felt that Fujiwara Yuu had indeed been frightened over the years, to the point of treating any possible person as a lifeline. This was quite distressing.

"I'm curious, will 'he' show up when Ms. You is working part-time?"

You stroked his chest and nodded slowly: "As long as I show negative emotions..."

"reveal?"

"For example, the corners of his mouth droop." You smiled bitterly: "It's weird, right? It's like a switch! As long as you make that movement, the ghost will appear... It's like he has been hiding in the shadows and spying on me..."

"But when I laughed really hard... he disappeared."

As she spoke, the girl even began to feel cold.

The smile disappears?

Will depression and sadness appear?

Feed on negative emotions and defeat them with positive ones?

"Lady Mori Yuesa..." You made the request again, and this time, Mori Yuesa agreed.

"I'm not a shrine maiden, but I want to meet the 'ghost' you mentioned. How about tonight? Put away the dishes, I'll go to your room."

"Don't you need to prepare anything?" Fujiwara Yu half stood up excitedly: "My grandmother kept a lot of exorcism tools! What do you need? There are offerings from the townspeople at the Miyamizu Shrine!"

Mori Yuesha smiled.

"I have it with me, don't worry." The girl raised her fist and slowly opened it - then, like a magic trick, light and shadow intertwined, and her soft little hand turned over and over...

A sharp dagger appeared in his palm.

"Knife..." Fujiwara Yu sat back in his chair, muttering as he watched the magic-like scene.

"That's right!" Mori Yuesha moved her hands flexibly, and the knife swam and spun between the girl's fingers like a live fish; it flickered under the dim light, like a sticky silver liquid flowing between her fingers.

"Times have changed, Ms. Fujiwara Yuu."

Mori Yuesha raised the corner of her mouth, and the dangerous blade was pressed against her cheek, knocking on the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye.

"I have a more convenient way."

Chapter 20 The ghost arrives

In the evening, Miss You, who had coaxed her grandmother to sleep, knelt in the house.

Across from her, Mori Yuesha and the others were doing nothing—some were drinking tea, some were daydreaming. Nagini was sitting in a corner reading a book on finance; Imhotep and Ansuna were holding their phones and learning how to make photos look better…

Arrietty was drunk and asleep.

These people...are they really okay?

All the lights in the house were turned on. It was a quiet night outside, but it was as bright as day inside the window.

"Don't worry, Miss You." Mori Yuesha put the last bite of the cake with the cherry on it into her mouth and wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand: "Well... I have to see Mr. Ghost first."

"Come on, come on. Think about the sad things."

In fact, it is not necessary to do so. Fujiwara Yu's originally stiff smile gradually became a straight line in Mori Yuesha's sight, and then the air suddenly became cold...

The more her mouth tilted downward, the colder the room became—the high-wattage lights above her head flickered constantly; the wooden-framed windows banged as if an invisible hand was shaking them; the tatami was like countless smooth, cold snakes sliding across the soles of her feet...

Mori Yuesa licked the cream off her lips and raised her head.

Above the head, black liquid emerged little by little from the filament and soon covered the ceiling; like a black rain, it dripped down on everyone in the room.

The strange thing is that after it passed through the body, not a drop of it got on the body, as if it was a projection from another world.

"He...he's coming!!" At this time, Fujiwara Yu had already covered her ears and curled up in a corner. She no longer had a happy smile on her face. She looked ferocious and in pain. Her long eyebrows were knitted together, and her calves were shaking non-stop: "He's coming!!"

boom.

The light bulb went out completely, and the room was in darkness.

Nagini closed the book in dissatisfaction and glanced up into the darkness.

cluck cluck...

A very young male voice. No, to be exact, it should be a boy's voice.

The originally cute child's voice became eerie and terrifying under the influence of the surrounding environment. In the darkness, the rustling footsteps slowly approached Fujiwara Yuu...

“Miko-sama!!”

Mori Yuesha stood beside the girl, leaning against the wall in a daze. In front of her, a spirit that was almost the same height as her was looking at her quietly. There was nothing in his dark eyes, short hair, narrow shoulders, and a strange laugh coming from the heart of the spirit.

Mori Yuesha looked at him, and he looked at Mori Yuesha. For a moment, the black nightmare and the girl were speechless, and when the mana surged, the corresponding information also spread like water waves.

【ghost】

【one……】

Mori Yuesha calmly read the lines of text in the air, and she didn't know when the dagger in her palm had disappeared.

After a moment, Fujiwara Yu heard Mori Yuesa's voice coming from above his head.

"I see." The girl said, "I'll think about it."

After a moment, the lights came back on, and the laughter and coldness slowly faded away...

"Miko...sama?"

Fujiwara Yu huddled in the corner, looking up at the girl who was like a psychic. The surroundings had already returned to their previous state.

Those who read books read books, those who play with their phones play with their phones...

"Ms. Mori...Tsukisa?"

Mori Yuesha stamped her feet to dispel the coldness. The tinkling of the bell broke the silence. "Well... I roughly know what the situation is. I'll tell you tomorrow, tomorrow, okay?"

Fujiwara Yuu was pulled up by Mori Yuesa, who had no idea what to do. The girl rubbed her arms violently with her small hands.

"Warm it up. Sleep peacefully. I have sealed him for a short time. Tomorrow, I will tell you the problem."

Miss You, who was in a trance, could only trust the short girl in front of her... At least for her now, everything Mori Yuesha did was something she had never achieved.

Those so-called shrine maidens were not as good as her. Mori Yuesha was not the only one who summoned a ghost on the spot and performed a ritual: a long time ago, the overly frightened girl tried all kinds of methods. The better ones could still perform the rituals calmly in front of the ghost; most of them looked unbelieving, and then in just five seconds, their faces turned pale, wailing and leaving her and disappearing...