Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"I'm so worried her skirt might fall off..."

Izumi Sagiri, who had been silent for a long time, looked at Mori Yuesa with disdain: "Are you afraid? You are hoping."

"how do you know."

"Mango Girl..."

Ignoring the nagging little thing, Mori Yuesha took time out to accompany Izumi Sagiri as usual today. She bought groceries, cooked, and had dinner with the cute little painter and the angry little writer.

Besides Izumi Sagiri's constant nagging for her to be a model again, Chishou Mura Masaru kept telling her, "Yuesa must continue painting!"

I know, I know.

During this period, the girl also received an unexpected phone call.

From Ms. Eriri.

"Um, I'll be back soon!" The reckless opening remarks made Mori Yuesha smile as she was holding the phone. She could vaguely see a furry little creature holding the phone with its teeth bared, yelling fiercely into the microphone.

"Hey! Don't you want to say something?"

"It took me a lot of effort to find someone who meets your requirements!"

However, there was only crisp laughter coming from the microphone.

"Mori… Hello? Hello?"

"Well, I'm listening." Mori Yuesha held the phone, her eyes filled with tenderness, her thin voice lingering like a silver mist of light, passing through the microphone and magically blowing to the other end: "Eri... thank you for your hard work."

"W-What do you mean! You suddenly said something so strange!?"

Another burst of indulgent laughter.

Eriri pouted, looked at the phone screen, and put it to her ear again: "Mori Yuesa! Anyway...anyway, you have to repay me! I sacrificed my dignity to ask my father for help, and it was very tiring this time!"

Mori Yuesha held her index finger in her mouth and rubbed her nail with her teeth. After thinking for a while, she said, "Then..."

She said, "How about I make a delicious meal for Miss Sawamura? I will cook it myself."

At this moment, Arrietty was sleeping in the girl's jacket pocket. If she was awake, the little fairy would tease her again - she was too familiar with Mori Yuesha, and when she was nervous or in a critical moment, this fool would suck his fingers.

Somehow she remembered what the Yellow Waste Mother 'Source' had said before - "You will lose", Mori Yuesha clenched her fists, curled her toes, and suddenly added in a low voice into the microphone: "Just you... and me."

This is a big step, right?

However, the 'click' and 'click' sound of the microphone made Eriri ignore the whisper. She said in a dissatisfied voice: "Hey, hey! I flew so far to invite you back, and the reward is just a meal? That's too stingy, isn't it? Also, what's the point of just you and me? The one who called that time...wasn't it Machida Mariko?"

After a moment of silence, the other party slowly spoke: "So...what does Eriri want? I'll buy it for you?"

Mori Yuesa's voice was a little distorted. Eriri shook her phone and stood up to look for a corner where communication was smooth.

The voice continued, "I'll buy it for you. What does Eriri want? I have a lot of--a lot of money. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you. Just."

He coughed, and the voice on the microphone became even more blurred: “As long as you like.”

"Hello?" Ying Lili took down her phone again and stared at the receiver strangely: "What do you mean I like it? I like the Empire State Building, but Yuesha can't afford it, right? This kind of talk is becoming more and more like what those idiots say. Have you, a cow girl, also started to brag?"

Silence again.

Ying Lili stomped her feet, and heard her mother's urging voice from behind her.

"No..." However, the voice on the other end of the phone was still tender and gentle, flowing slowly. No one except someone seemed to have ever seen Mori Yuesha in this situation: "I'm not bragging. My Miss Shining. Do you have anything you like?"

Ying Lili couldn't remember what she liked for a moment.

"Take care of yourself first." In her opinion, this simple and rough answer is a normal response between friends, and there is nothing wrong with it: "That housekeeper is very expensive and has high requirements. It's really troublesome. He kept complaining all the way. It would be embarrassing to send him back after working so hard to hire him. You - you really have that much money, right?"

The answer was still gentle: "Yes, I do."

"Huh... that's all." Turning her head and lip-syncing to her mother, Ying Lili anxiously said into the phone, "It's time for my connecting flight. I have to board the plane. Let's talk about it when I get back. Also, don't try to trick me with a meal!"

"Eri, you like—"

Toot, toot, toot.

Mori Yuesha lowered her eyes and locked her phone.

She looked up, and two pairs of eyes looked at her strangely. Izumi Sagiri hugged Chishou Murasaki's arm, and the two of them huddled together, their little heads filled with curiosity.

and gossip.

"This is the second time in my life that I've seen you speak so gently." Senjumura touched Sagiri's head and said meaningfully, "Who was it last time, Morizuki Sa? Do you know?"

Mori Yuesha didn't explain, but stuck out her tongue playfully. She looked out the window at the blue sky, looking for the line of airplanes that might appear a long time later.

"Ah, I know..."

Chapter 59 Noguchi Tadashi's Injury

Tadashi Noguchi was lying on the sofa covered in blood, his wounds had been sutured and bandaged.

The sweaty hair hung on his face and neck, and the scattered appearance made the man look particularly fragile. However, Tojo Aoi at the side did not reduce her scolding at all.

"I told you that, didn't I? Just let you 'take a look'?"

The 'new thing' refers to a possible ritualist. After sending the message in the bar that day, Noguchi Tadashi has been following the lady, and the result is...

"And you ended up like this. Noguchi Tadashi, if life doesn't mean anything to you, please turn it into gold and give it back to me." Tojo Aoi blew out a puff of smoke, stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked into the distance at the tall buildings, crowds of people and traffic.

The woman's chest rose and fell.

The moment she opened the door, she almost thought she was going to lose this subordinate.

"Lord Aoi..." Noguchi Tadashi looked at the ceiling, his wounded body wrapped tightly in gauze: "I thought--"

"Do you think you can win?" Tojo Aoi suddenly turned her head and glared at him fiercely with her almond-shaped eyes: "You are just a "contactee", and the other party is the "origin", right?"

Noguchi Tadashi remained silent.

At the corner of the alley in my memory, a woman wearing wide sunglasses leaned against the wall with her arms folded, looking at Noguchi Tadashi quietly.

"and then?"

"Then..." Noguchi Tadashi smiled bitterly: "I may have discovered a secret." The man held the sofa with a grin. Tojo Aoi took a few quick steps in her high heels, walked around the coffee table, and helped Noguchi Tadashi sit up.

"The other party is probably the 'longevity eater' that has been making a lot of noise recently." He took a deep breath, took the cigarette box awkwardly and took out a cigarette under Tojo Aoi's deathly gaze.

Aoi Tojo took out a silver lighter and helped him light it.

"Phew...ability, what a terrifying ritualist." The woman in the memory was very strong. Although her fighting skills were not as good as his, there was a huge gap between "Origin" and "Contactor" - the body that had been mysteriously strengthened was very strong, with punches and kicks that could not be blocked, and movements and reflexes that were difficult to keep up with. Noguchi Tadashi almost died there.

"I already know that you almost died." Tojo Aoi brought an ashtray over and threw it on Noguchi Tadashi's belly. "Don't dirty the carpet. I made it for you."

The man didn't care. He straightened the ashtray and continued with a cigarette in his mouth: "After the power is exerted, I--"

Stop talking.

Tojo Aoi frowned: "What?"

Noguchi Tadashi couldn't say anything. A powerful energy locked his mind, his throat, and his heart.

As if as a warning, he just nodded lightly.

"Can't say it?" Tojo Aoi stared at Noguchi Tadashi with a serious face: "From now on, you don't have to say anything, just listen to me, you can blink or nod."

Noguchi blinked.

Holding a cigarette, the short-haired Poison Apple muttered various words while thinking, and the tip of her high heels raised one by one: "Conversation, trap, word spirit, illusion, prophecy, element, invisible, distortion, visible, order, chaos, life span, instant death, toxin, curse..."

Countless possible words were chewed by those cherry-colored lips, but Noguchi Tadashi could do nothing.

He could only stare at Tojo Aoi quietly.

His eyelids didn't even blink, like a frozen picture or a posed puppet.

As she spoke, Tojo Aoi gradually stopped. She thought of her "price", the "conceptual" blockade. In other words, Noguchi Tadashi was "blocked" from expressing himself, so that even if she had just said the key words, he would not be able to respond.

Is that what I thought?

Noguchi Tadashi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"Sure enough, this strange ability is really powerful... I guess," Tojo Aoi glanced at the man, "I guess with your quality, you should not have allowed the other party to fully display his power, otherwise a ritualist of the "Origin" level would not let you come back alive."

"You are a rookie who has not yet entered the ranks."

Noguchi Tadashi still did not respond.

"Let's change the subject." Tojo Aoi chuckled: "Men, women?"

"Woman." Noguchi Tadashi spoke, struggling to hammer his heart, and nodded in response to Tojo Aoi's questioning look: "That's right, I can't say anything. Origin level, woman, longevity eater, this is the best I can do."

At most.

Noguchi Tadashi recalled everything that happened that night in pain.

The woman hid behind the wall. When I caught up with her, she tapped her sunglasses and spoke to me hoarsely.

'Let's make a bet?'

Noguchi Tadashi was very lucky - he happened to have the bone comb (a ritual object) with him, holding it in his arms.

The hot comb startled the man who was about to nod.

"I refuse." As soon as he finished speaking, the shattered power turned into an invisible pressure that crushed him to the ground. If it weren't for years of training and fighting, which made him roll on the ground like a conditioned reflex - the three bullets would have directly pierced his head.

While struggling to escape, Noguchi Tadashi understood the other person's ability and identity - she should be the murderer of the recent "Life Eater Case", wearing big sunglasses and speaking in a familiar voice. "Ability" is probably something like inducing gambling.

I didn't agree, so... I survived.

He couldn't do anything either - because of the so-called 'blockade', the man couldn't say it all. This 'ability' seemed to be something that only those who accepted the gamble and survived could say smoothly?

What a meticulous and troublesome ability.

Tojo Aoi quietly watched the man's unpredictable demeanor. She knew that Noguchi Tadashi was not a fool. On the contrary, he was very smart in matters other than women. He must have guessed something.

"Longevity Eater...?"

"Well," Tojo Aoi stood up, "since we can't express the key point, let's try the process of elimination?"

Tell the wrong ones, and the rest will be correct. At least, the scope can be narrowed down.

Noguchi nodded and tried to utter insignificant words, such as "hallucination" and "curse".

嗏

"..." Silent lip movements, no sound at all; he tried to point to the newspaper on the desk, tried to move his eyes to look at the TV - no, he could do nothing.

"I understand." Tojo Aoi gestured 'stop', "Let's put this matter aside for now. Don't go out recently. Since the other party has seen your appearance, you should stay at home and recuperate for the time being."

Although she could still continue to test, such as hypnosis, truth telling, and all kinds of unpresentable things that Tojo Aoi had seen used in secret to force people to tell secrets.

But she was afraid that these things would kill Noguchi Tadashi - there was a high possibility that the man would be torn apart by the rules before the secret was revealed or used.

She never makes such a trade with the people around her.

Ever since...ever since that time with Mori Yuesa, she won’t do that after that time.

After adjusting her shirt, the woman picked up her phone and prepared to go out. Before leaving, she turned back and asked, "By the way, have you found out who is around Mori Yuesha?"

No.

Noguchi Tadashi shook his head: "One man and two women, all their identity information is blank - as if they appeared out of thin air, there is no entry and exit record, fingerprints, DNA... nothing is recorded. You should have seen the things I handed in about the purchase of the abandoned shrine. They seem to have made fake identities. After I checked, I found out..."

"The identities are all from dead Chaos infected people." Noguchi Tadashi looked at Tojo Aoi disapprovingly. "It's very crude and primitive, it seems that they were used directly. If someone investigates it, they will be discovered immediately."

Tojo Aoi's black nails scratched the line of her skirt. After a while, she gave an order with some hesitation: "Forget it. Use my personal channels to help them get their identities. After everything is processed, find someone you trust to send it to Mori Yuesha."

"Lord Aoi?" Noguchi Tadashi was surprised. Three guys with unknown origins, were they going to be allowed to stay with Mori Yuesa like this?

"Let's do this. Yuesha, that idiot, won't use the resources in her hands to gain power - well... no. She's probably lazy. I'll help her with some things, Noguchi. Don't forget, the people who can deal with the Chaos Infected are at least as good as you."

At least a contact.

It’s either Mori Yuesa or the three people around her.

It seems that my little moon also has some unknown secrets...

Tojo Aoi licked the corner of her mouth, her tongue brushing across her lip gloss, her almond eyes flickering.

"You have met two of them, right?" The woman sneered, "Didn't you tell me that they are very 'respectful' to Mori Yuesha? What kind of relationship would allow two extraordinary people who are not young and may even have 'superpowers' to address a minor as 'adult'?"

"Since they belong to Mori Yuesha..."