Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

warm.

"Nagini?" Mori Yuesha looked up and sniffed: "What...smell?"

"Excuse me, Master. I need to go and rest for a while."

He bowed, turned around and walked away quickly.

A confused girl was left behind.

"What's up with her?"

Ansuna was almost going crazy with joy.

"Witch-sama, you have to understand that some people don't have any talent for acting. Just standing straight, standing still, and not shaking will use up all your energy."

This description...

Mori Yuesa looked at Nagini's staggering and embarrassed figure.

"I see... Nagini is so pitiful."

Imhotep: I think I am the most pitiful.

Chapter 83 Arrietty's Little Secret

The message I sent did not receive a reply, but on Line, Kasumi Shiko and her senior quickly replied to me. They also included Sagiri who was with Kyoka and Miss Mura Masayuki who was well taken care of by her father.

It looks like everyone is safe, only Yukino and Hiratsuka Shizuka are dead?

"No reply does not mean death, Your Majesty."

Then...why don't you reply me?

"This is a time of global catastrophe, with more than a billion people dead - you can't expect everyone to 'do nothing' like you."

"The master is not idle."

Nagini was holding a parasol, her long legs swaying like a snake's tail, looming in the tight black gauze skirt at the waist, her legs moving from the waist, every step and every swing seemed to be pressed in the shadow of Mori Yuesha. The bouncing girl was dressed like a tourist about to step onto the beach, wearing a big straw hat - the contrast between the two was very strong.

One seems like a stereotypical maid who lives in an old castle and doesn't care about the world, and the other seems like a naughty ghost who sneaked out of the hospital and robbed the new hat of a child on the roadside.

"The master is not idle." The maid repeated, standing firmly against Mori Yuesha.

Arrietty didn't comb her hair today. Her red coral curls, like big flowers, bloomed and entangled in the shadows, making her face look smaller.

"She's just sitting around doing nothing right now."

"Why go to a nursing home? I will miss the copy!" This is what the little fairy is dissatisfied with. As the queen's personal guard (self-proclaimed), she must follow Mori Yuesha closely no matter what.

However, it seems that Her Majesty the Queen is a hyperactive person who cannot sit still. For this reason, she has already canceled many "activities" and has not even started the new dungeon yet.

"If Shizuka Hiratsuka dies, there will be no one to take care of her grandmother."

Arrietty's mumbling voice came from the side of the girl's shoulder: "It's just that the phone call can't be connected, maybe he is still alive... Why do you like to mess around..."

Nagini held her umbrella forward.

She blocked the sunlight for Mori Yuesha, so she was half exposed to the sun. The light cast a long and thin curve on the woman's neck.

"We are servants, Arrietty. Do you have the right to question your master's decision?"

The little fairy pouted her lips, moved her butt, and hid herself in the shadow again. Compared with the shadow under the umbrella, the petite creature is not afraid of you moving around - at most you can hide in Mori Yuesha's hair.

"Arrietty..."

"Nagini, you're meddling too much, aren't you?" Arrietty couldn't help but retort, "So, now that you've gotten what you wanted, you're going to raise your status and want to be my mistress?"

The little man lifted up one of his legs, swung his feet, raised his hand, spread out his five fingers, and stuck out his tongue to gesture at his fingertips.

"Like this, like this," she said, alluding to Nagini, whose complexion was becoming increasingly grim. Her mouth opened and closed, and the slurping sound became more and more frequent: "Ah - snakes' tongues are so sensitive -"

"Today, my love, will you walk on the asphalt road or on the green grass——"

"She was so lazy today that she didn't even get out of bed, and she ran around in the sun, sweating profusely—"

"Is she wearing boots or high heels? Is her scent light or rich? Is it soaked in rose water or is it just a sloppy scent with only the refreshing and tender body lotion smell——"

Snapped!

The crisp sound of metal shattering.

This umbrella probably won't close.

"Arrietty." Mori Yuesha's ethereal voice sounded, gently poking the little elf's face.

"I won't shut up..." The little goblin was jealous and angry: "She actually said that I was too nosy!"

Everyone knows that from that day on, Mori Yuesa would ask Nagini what to wear every day.

Does she have the right to say that about me?

——It’s not that Nagini likes any particular taste, but one time before putting on socks, Mori Yuesa seemed to be conflicted and turned to ask the maid who was standing beside her and serving her.

"Yes, white silk does look good today."

In this way, Nagini 'naturally' took over Mori Yuesha's daily dressing duties.

Mainly shoes and socks, right?

Cunning snake.

Arrietty has been dissatisfied for a long time. How dare she say that to me?

"I asked Nagini to do this."

Seeing that Mori Yuesha was speaking for her, Nagini raised the corners of her mouth quietly - the moment the smile appeared, it 'happened' to be seen by Arrietty.

"Look at her! She's still smiling!!"

Mori Yuesa glanced at the cold Nagini.

?

"She really laughed just now! Nagini! You damn snake, I want to duel with you!"

A duel was impossible. Nagini knew she couldn't beat Arrietty - she was not stupid. She was the leader of a gang of goblin bandits, and behind her stood goblins who were as powerful and annoying as her.

But she is alone and weak.

A duel is impossible.

It seems that she can only survive by relying on the love and favor of her master.

To be honest, I have to thank Sister Ansuna for her guidance.

"Okay, okay, Nagini is expressing her love for me. Didn't you tell me that all I need is to enjoy being loved and respected? Hmm?" Mori Yuesa said absentmindedly.

Arrietty choked.

That's true, but her love is too strange...

strange?

Nagini also knows a lot of secrets about this little guy.

"Arrietty, stop staring at my habits and making comments."

"I heard that you like to take a bath, in hot water, in someone's used cup."

"Hmm... fairies have the most sensitive sense of smell, right?"

"While taking a bath--"

He was interrupted by the goblin's violent coughing halfway through his words.

Mori Yuesha didn't understand what Nagini was saying, but Arrietty, the big evil demon, understood it immediately.

——Damn it, how did she know? !

——I always use Mori Yuesa’s cup when she is not at home or sleeping…

——Discovered?!

The chain of events is as follows:

Imhotep - Ansuna - Imhotep & Ansuna (Happy Tea Party) - Nagini.

Arrietty was definitely not with her at the happy tea party. The homegirl fairy was too into video games to waste an entire afternoon drinking tea and eating cookies with these bored people.

With this skill, I can play a few more games.

and so…

When a group gets together and someone is not there - she is the one everyone is talking about.

"Imorton is a green tea dregs! Green tea powder!" Grinding his teeth in hatred, the little goblin cursed the bald dead antique a thousand times in his heart: he would feel weak all over when it was late at night.

In a way, this curse is quite vicious.

"So, you have no right to blame me." Nagini stroked her hair in a very pretentious manner, while her other hand remained motionless holding the umbrella, so that not a single ray of sunlight could reach Mori Yuesha.

Under the umbrella, the maid lip-synced.

'You're just jealous.'

The ferocious little goblin swam out from Mori Yuesha's hair and pointed at the maid's disgusting face tremblingly: "Mori Yuesha! I want to duel with her!!"

"This shady snake!!"

Mori Yuesa yawned.

These servants of mine are becoming more and more strange.

Today she stood with her, but tomorrow the two of them might fall apart and turn their guns against each other; there were only a few of them to begin with, and they were very keen on playing espionage and betrayal.

She couldn't understand.

Even though there are only four attendants, it feels like they have countless private groups.

Am I meddling too much?

Arrietty said that all we need to do is enjoy being loved. Sure enough, she was right, wasn't she?

pat.

The shoes tapped lightly and paused.

The girl came out from under the parasol, holding the brim of her straw hat.

“We’re here!”

The destination is within reach.

A dead body was hanging on the iron gate of the sanatorium.

Chapter 84 Ring the bell, ring the bell

Clean streets, orderly bicycle racks, quiet park, blue sky and white clouds, and plenty of light.

then…

The rusty iron gate was sharp.

There was a dead body hanging.

A swarm of flies was crawling around its eyelids and the corners of its mouth.

"A patient?"

The corpse looked quite old, with wrinkles covering most of its face - wrinkles on an old man's face look like if you crumple up a shirt and then unfold it.

Nagini folded up her parasol and lifted the corpse's arm with the tip of the umbrella: "Too much blood loss."

Countless deep and long scars ran from the wrist to the upper arm.

"They didn't touch the artery, but used a flashy and laborious method." Nagini approached the body, took a careful look, then turned around and advised, "Master, don't go in."