Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Before she could finish her angry words, a lollipop was stuffed into Sanye's mouth.

Strawberry flavor, sweet.

"Well…"

“At a time like this, just say ‘thank you, Miss Mori Yuesha’.” The girl held her head against the tree trunk, holding a strangely shaped candy in her mouth and laughing heartlessly: “Hahaha! Your father’s expression is like he saw a fake you!”

No, the one I know is the fake you. Mitsuha is holding a lollipop with a sad face. This is your true face, Mori Yuesha.

This can no longer be described as naughty.

What a troublemaker.

"I obviously helped you." Mori Yuesha's candy slid between her teeth with a click. "And I was telling the truth, Mitsuha."

Miyamizu Mitsuha stared at Mori Tsukisa, took out the lollipop from her mouth and took a look: a light pink candy in the shape of... eh? A strange snake?

Sanye, wearing a red hairband, shook her head to get rid of her father's always serious face. Mori Yuesha was still giggling.

"How can you be sure that I have a bright future..." Mitsuha Miyamizu's mumbling looked funny and boyish, and this sense of conflict was even more interesting when reflected on the girl's gentle face.

"Because you have become my friend." Mori Yuesha said confidently: "Right?"

"Right, right?"

Miyamizu Mitsuha drooped her lips and nodded reluctantly - I don't know what people will say when I go back... Really...

Immersed in the scene where people around her were speaking for her, the girl saw from the corner of her eye that Mori Yuesha, who was leaning against a big tree, raised her left hand.

"Question!" She asked vaguely: "Mitsuha likes Tokyo so much, why have you never been there? There are trams here... huh?"

too expensive.

Miyamizu Mitsuha shook her head.

"My pocket money..." The girl gave a number: "I looked it up online. The price of a cup of coffee in your place is my monthly pocket money."

"You don't think your family is poor, do you?" Mori Yuesha was very surprised. "Let's not talk about the profession that your family has passed down from generation to generation. In the Tokyo area where every inch of land is valuable, there is such a big shrine."

"Do you know how much the same area can be rented out per year?"

Should we say that Miyamizu Mitsuha is an idiot or should we say that his father is too much?

"That was my father's wish..." Miyamizu Mitsuha picked up the fallen leaves on her shoulders, stroking the oval leaves with clear veins, and said in a low voice: "Since my mother died..."

The mother of Miyamizu Futaba, Mitsuba, and Yotsuba.

As the previous shrine maiden, she fell in love with the folklorist Mizoguchi Toshiki at first sight. As Mitsuha talked about the past, a smile grew on her little face.

"I don't know why, but I just feel like I'll marry you!" This is what Mitsuha's father said when he first met her mother. The romantic man was very serious, but Miyamizu Futsuha just smiled gently and looked at the man shyly.

"Yes... I feel the same way..."

After marrying into the royal family, Mizoguchi Toshiki changed his name to Miyamizu.

The originally harmonious and happy family only stayed at the moment before Miyamizu Futaba fell ill.

"Let's go to the hospital! Let's go to the hospital! Erye, your illness cannot be cured by God!" Miyamizu Toshiki held his wife's hand on the bed: dry, thin, and the woman who was originally very gentle, now seemed even more fragile. It seemed that a gust of wind outside the window could take her soul away forever.

"Hospital, Erye, you must listen to me!"

Miyamizu Futaba stared out the window in silence.

"Fuye... no... you can't be so cruel..."

'Jun Shu.'

Miyamizu Futaba touched her man's face and once again looked carefully at her husband who was old but crying like a child.

"It's great..." she said, "Before I met you, I always felt like I was looking for something..." The woman's intermittent words came out through her dry and cracked lips, so hoarse that even the little Sanye beside her frowned.

Her lungs were failing.

"When I saw you at that time, I knew it. I knew it..." She said, "It seems like I have known you for a long time..."

The leaves outside the window were withering, and the bare branches were tangled and messy, piercing the man's heart sharply.

"I won't go to the hospital, Junshu. Everything is arranged by God..."

"I don't want to serve a god who takes my love away!!"

Miyamizu Mitsuha closed her eyes. In the darkness, her father's words became more and more violent. She and Yotsuha saw him less and less. He often appeared in taverns and empty venues, holding a microphone and making fanatical promises to the surrounding villagers.

He soon became the mayor.

"The people in the Miyamizu family love to talk nonsense! I will never be the chief priest!" The sound of the glass breaking and the back figure leaving after the quarrel with her grandmother have always been engraved in Miyamizu Mitsuha's young memory, and the girl has always held it tightly in her palm until now.

From time to time, she would secretly unfold it and take a look, thinking about the past.

"Father..." Miyamizu Mitsuha smiled: "Father... is a good father. It's just... it's just that our fate is terrible... so is mother."

Grandma said that my mother was the strongest shrine maiden in the history of the Miyamizu family. Is that true? Aren't those so-called "predicted" things really just coincidences and inevitable things that will happen?

Mori Yuesha listened quietly and said, "Is that so."

"Three leaves."

The girl lifted one side of her hair, twisted it into a small braid, and gently pulled Mitsuha's arm.

The girl looked up at Mori Yuesha.

"Moon veil?"

"Actually..." Mori Yuesha looked left and right, and carefully pulled Miyamizu Mitsuha to hide in the woods beside the dirt road - in fact, in this sparsely populated town, there were not many people on this road itself.

"Mikos really exist. Your mother must be an amazing human being!"

Human beings...? Is there a word like this to describe our own kind?

Miyamizu Mitsuha blinked in confusion.

“Those traditions that you hate are just mortals trying to understand the truth through the fog.” Mori Yuesha mysteriously pulled the girl deep into the woods. In the relatively primitive villages, the vegetation was more lush than in big cities.

This is what we call wild growth.

"Here. Let me show you the other side of the world. Don't tell anyone." The girl spread her black hair and patted Sanye's shoulder with a smile: "You can't tell your boyfriend either."

"Oh, not even one night."

Mitsuha Miyamizu: ...

In just a few days, I feel like I have learned a lot of knowledge that I have never heard of before.

Without waiting for the other party to reply, Mori Yuesha stepped back slightly and swiped her forearm from left to right!

The crisp sound of glass breaking reached Mitsuha Miyamizu's ears.

The world is folded.

Chapter 26 Autobiography

Itomori Town is a box.

It stretched out from the feet, and was folded into right angles like a vertical wall, with a lid on the dome. The folded Itomori Town, with two diagonal corners that were originally far apart, now intersected directly above the head.

Mitsuha Miyamizu could even look up and see a place that would have taken her a long time to reach by bicycle.

Almost within reach.

"Aha! How about it, the miko is still very handsome today!"

Mitsuha Miyamizu remained silent about Mori Yuesha's ostentatious laughter. The girl had never seen such a scene before - not to mention her, anyone who has experienced the baptism of modern society, those science fiction and fantasy movies, those passionate anime and brain-opening novels: anyone, anyone can say with certainty that they are no longer surprised by all imaginable scenes and phenomena.

We can keep a peaceful mind.

Face all the wonders in the world.

Is that right? No.

Mitsuha Miyamizu realized that what she said on the Internet was simply nonsense.

If someone had told himself before today: I can fold up Itomori Town - have you seen a square box? I can fold the left and right sides of the town, starting from the farthest ends...

Miyamizu Mitsuha would probably smile, imagine the scene in her mind, cover her mouth, and praise with a bored look: How amazing.

If a boy said this, she might add: 'Really' that's amazing.

That's the best of it.

But when everything really happened in front of my eyes, the trembling and horror, the invisible suffocation and the pain of pressure squeezing my heart, the magical yet horrifying scene...

There was no raising of hands in shock and excitement; no widening of eyes trying to touch the bushes that were folded horizontally at 90 degrees - and no waving and greeting to the inverted townspeople who were sticking to their heads but seemed unaware.

Mitsuha Miyamizu felt only fear.

"I've always thought about making the mirror space into small grids, and then turning them over to play a lottery game with Arrietty..."

Mori Yuesha ran over and grabbed the slightly trembling hand of the real miko.

Let go, leaving a candy in your palm.

"Eat it, don't be afraid."

Arrietty sat on my shoulder, holding a pen made of cat whiskers, and wrote quickly on the small piece of paper.

'The real shrine maiden dances for the sacrifice. She looked at the plump girl who also called herself a shrine maiden and asked: What does your dance look like?'

'The fake witch said: I can't dance.'

"Then what can you do?" the real miko asked innocently.

'Destroy worlds and fold space.'

'Her turbid figure, like the abyss, was hidden in the shadows, her blood-red eyes staring at the sky that was about to set. Behind her sight, the magma with its claws and teeth bared flowed across the sky.'

——《The Slime King·Witch·Witch·Eternal Silver Moon·Dimension Lock and Key·Crazy Princess·Black Swan on the Tower·The Bad-mouthed and Bad-handed Insulterer·Naughty Monster·Pioneer in Carrying Balls·The Most Beautiful Majesty in the World·The Psychotic Patient Who Crosses Life and Death·The Emerald Green Thumb-Eating Fairy Tale Woman with Tiny Feet and Long Hair·The Legend of Mori Yuesha, the Traveler of All Realms》

Arrietty didn't care that there were more titles than text. Yesterday, she had a sudden idea and "borrowed" a whisker from a cat in the countryside to make a pen, and began to record the experiences and words of her own queen.

When the collection is compiled into a book one day, Mori Yuesha's name will spread throughout the universe...

This is her dark history.

what!what!what!

The little goblin is going to use this booklet to live an eternal life of sugar high!

Of course Mori Yuesha knew about it, but she just didn't care. As long as it was fun, it was fine. She could always find an excuse to withhold the goblin's candy.

She just liked the innocence of her servant.

While the little fairy lowered her head to record, Mitsuha Miyamizu had already completed the mental journey from fear to shock and then to acceptance. The girl groped for the "box" and gently touched the folded "wall" with her fingers.

The touch is no different from usual.

“This is a mirror space, a projection of the real world.”

After Mori Tsukisha casually said a few popular science sentences, she suddenly passed it over. In the mirror image, the two girls sat on the fluffy tree trunk and chatted. Mitsuha Miyamizu was now more curious about Mori Tsukisha than Tokyo.

"I thought I was possessed by a fox..."

"Haha! How about it, Sanye? Is the other side of the world interesting?"

"It's more thrilling than interesting..." Miyamizu Mitsuha murmured while holding onto the tree trunk, "You know, there is a group of strange creatures living in places we have never discovered, secretly spying on us; they may even laugh at human ignorance and clumsiness, and manipulate magical powers to easily interfere with the real world..."

Mori Yuesha thought this was too strange, at least it was not fair to a "magical creature" like herself.

"Sanye, I'm not the one who controls the world." Mori Yuesha pointed at herself and said, "I'm not that annoying."

“…What?” Miyamizu Mitsuha didn’t understand.

"Hey, you are as innocent and cute as my attendant."

——My hair was yanked hard. It seemed someone knew that I was being talked about.

"Mori Yuesa... who are you...?"

"I am a beautiful and elegant girl, a hot summer princess who always attracts attention!"

——'I am a hot little princess! 'The witch said so proudly (shamelessly): 'I am the most beautiful woman in the world! '

——The scene of the 'hottest woman in the world' being dumped in a coffee shop one day, crying bitterly, is still replaying in my mind.