Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

- Forgive him, the word "confession" is too cryptic, the old antique still thinks "courtship" is simpler and more direct.

Therefore, there is no way that Yuno Agatsuma, who killed Eriri, could survive.

"You come back with me."

Imhotep threatened: "Come with me and go back to see the witch."

Agatsuma Yuno took a few steps back and picked up the fire axe that was thrown aside.

"Of course I have to go back."

She weighed the axe.

Chapter 74 A Good Idea

Alia is old, and Mori Yuesha can cover it up with a few vague explanations. The most troublesome thing is the group of children headed by Miko.

The brave little ones were not afraid, but instead thought it was the beginning of a "new era".

Even after Imhotep 'escorted' Yuno my wife back to the apartment, the dwarfs in groups of three or four still did not stop chattering and fantasizing, wondering whether magic and dragons would appear in the future.

Then, Imhotep began to complain.

"…This is probably what happened. Witch-sama, although I didn't see the process, the wound and the axe." He glanced at the girl who was sitting obediently on the chair with an 'innocent' look on her face: "…can prove that she killed the child."

Sawamura Spencer Eriri.

The children and Alia were coaxed to rest on the second floor. In the living room, Nagini was fiddling with coffee with her back turned, while Ansuna leaned against her lover, holding a book on economics. Except for Arrietty, several servants were busy with their own work, secretly and worriedly glancing at Mori Yuesha.

Imhotep is ready to accept accountability from Mori Yuesa.

For example, in situations where he would express disappointment by asking "Why didn't you stop it?" or get angry at Yuno Gastima by asking "How could you do such a thing?", his seat was at a certain distance from Mori Tsukisa, and he deliberately moved closer to Yuno Gastima.

It is convenient to take action after receiving instructions.

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the living room.

The spoon jingled against the porcelain cup, and Nagini came out with a tray and served the hot coffee to the people present. Taking the cup, Mori Yuesha was wondering what she was thinking...

She seemed to have no reaction to Eriri's death.

In other words, there is no particular emotion.

"Lady Witch?" Imhotep called out. Mori Yuesa raised her head and looked at Agatsuma Yuno in confusion.

"It wasn't me." Yuno Agatsuma shook her head and explained, "When I went there, he was already dead."

Imhotep sneered: "Who do you think you can fool?"

"not me."

"Oh, witch lady, she——"

Mori Yuesha interrupted while stirring her coffee: "Where's the body?"

Imhotep paused and carefully observed the girl's condition. It happened too suddenly, so was she stimulated?

"Witch lady, are you okay?" He pushed Ansuna who was reading a book, trying to let his lover comfort Mori Yuesha. However, Ansuna rolled her eyes at Imhotep and said nothing.

The man had no choice but to reply politely: "It's still there, with her mother's body."

"Imorton, please go again with Yuno." Mori Yuesa put down the cup and stood up, her expression unchanged: "Go again and bring back Eriri's body."

"complete."

The girl lowered her head and muttered something. After turning around the chair, she walked into the bathroom in small steps.

Leaving behind a few people who were confused.

…………

……

The rusty barbed wire was scratched by fingers one by one, making a snapping sound; next door to the cheap rental house, there were sobs and screams; a brand new set of guitar strings played a lullaby; there was a rotten smell in the refrigerator.

The bathroom was bustling with activity.

Mori Yuesha fiddled with the bottles and jars on the sink, unscrewed the lipstick, looked at the mouths in the mirror, and whispered, "I can go to the toilet by myself..."

The mirror embedded in the wall was specially made in an oversized size. The girl in the mirror slowly applied lipstick, pursed her lips, and covered her ears.

"Shh..."

"It's too noisy. You need to speak louder."

The figure in the mirror did the same action, plugging her ears and looking at the identical herself outside the mirror.

'Shh...'

'Well, it's really noisy around here.'

"Can you hear it too?" The girl was surprised and pulled up her hair to show her little ears. "Can you hear it?"

The little ear in the mirror also tilted sideways: "Of course, because I am you."

"Are you me?" Mori Yuesa pointed at herself.

"I am you." He pointed at Mori Yuesha.

"No wonder. Did you see those crows?"

'No wonder, did you hear the flapping of wings?'

"I heard it."

'I saw it.'

The rosy lips curled up into a deep red crescent. The girl outside the mirror was very happy; in the mirror, looking at the happy girl outside, it was also happy.

'You're not angry anymore?'

Mori Yuesha blinked, lifted up the hems of her skirt, and flapped her artificial wings like a butterfly. She pulled the other self in the mirror and turned around together.

"I'm not angry."

'real? ’

Raise your arms, bend them from shoulder to wrist, stretch the other arm, and cross your feet.

"Does it look good?"

'You always look the best.'

"What about the moon and the sun?"

'It's hard to comment, sometimes it's good, sometimes it's annoying.'

"I think so too." After making two gestures, Mori Yuesha lowered her arms, "I have a good idea."

'I know you have a good idea.'

“But I held back.”

'There's no need to hold back.'

Mori Yuesha tilted her head and looked up. She pondered for a while, but still couldn't make a decision. "This is not good."

'What's wrong with that?'

“I’ll be hated.”

'who? ’

"you."

'I am you, and I will not hate myself.'

"That's right." Mori Yuesha thought, "Yuno gave me inspiration."

'You have to thank her.'

"Well, maybe. This is just the beginning. Alya, Yuno, the children—" The girl outside the mirror pouted unhappily, wrinkled her nose and pointed at the mirror: "They will all die. They will all die."

"I should have thought of it earlier."

"Will the Source kill them?"

"Of course, apart from them, I have nothing to lose."

'Could this be a mistake?'

"No, the Riddler is the most annoying."

'You still have me.'

"I don't want to call her mom anymore."

'Me too. ’

"Why don't we get there first?" Mori Yuesha clapped her hands and happily made a decision: "Yes! Mysterious ancient Egypt, powerful high priest! How can a mortal body accompany me forever?"

"They will die sooner or later anyway. Why not...let these things belong to me forever!"

‘That makes sense. ’

The girl opened her mouth and knocked her little white teeth twice.

“He cannot take it away.”

"Shall we take action?"

'Now?'

"Now."

'OK.'

Click, da.

Click.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and the light from the corridor shone in through the gap in the door.

Brightens up the dark bathroom.

The girl standing in front of the mirror was clearly visible.

Nagini stood at the door with a complicated expression, looking at Mori Yuesha who had finished dancing and was taking her final bow.

"Master." Miss Snake showed a look of fear for the first time.

She had never felt this way in all her long life on the run, in Mr. Skender's circus, in the days of whips and stale bread.

It was like being blindfolded and pushed into a narrow space. The damp air was filled with a fishy smell, and my fingers touched wet, squirming, screaming vegetation or moss.

"You've been in there for a long time." She said. "Imorton and my wife Yuno called, come back soon. There's a bit of chaos on the street, I've asked Ansuna to pick them up. Do you want to--"

Mori Yuesha stared at Nagini for a long time without saying anything.

He opened his hand, and a card surrounded by purple energy appeared in his small palm.

She raised her head, her lipstick was glaring and her smile was weird.

"Nagini."

"I have a great idea."

Chapter 75 A corner of reality

Eriri's body was brought back in two bags.

The body was slightly folded, and the larger one was carried on the back of Imhotep. The rest was carried in a handbag by Yuno Agatsuma.

Sayuri's body was still lying there. Since Mori Yuesha hadn't said anything, neither of them wanted to get involved - it wasn't important anyway.

The streets were already in chaos: soldiers were trying their best to keep things under control, holding up loudspeakers; the deserted shops contrasted sharply with the bustling crowds taking to the streets.