Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Click... snap... bang!

There was a teeth-grinding sound, followed by the sharp friction of breaking steel.

Mori Yuesha 'gently' opened the door and walked in, then closed the door behind her.

If there were pedestrians on the road at this moment, they would only think that it was a girl who came home too late and was afraid of being discovered by her parents, so she opened and closed the door carefully.

He didn't see the door handle that was crushed on the girl's hand after she entered the door, nor the inner liner that was twisted at the connection between the door handle and the door.

After entering the house, Mori Yuesa stepped directly on the thick dark yellow carpet - the room smelled of mold and dust.

She didn't rush to look for it, but instead looked around and up the stairs.

"Hello? Excuse me."

The room was so quiet that not even my own voice could be heard. It was like a black hole, taking in all of Mori Yuesha's words, chewing them and swallowing them into its stomach.

She tiptoed into the house.

There was no carpet here, and the floorboards squeaked as my boots stepped on them.

But why should I act like a thief?

Thinking of this, she simply walked faster, carefully opening the door of every room to check.

"My wife Yuno?" He would test in a low voice every time he opened a door.

"I'm Mori Yuesa, are you home?"

"Yuno-chan?"

Turning the corner, the second floor seemed to be Yuno Agatsuma's bedroom.

She found a pair of pink slippers at the door, as well as erasers and rulers scattered around.

When she opened the door, dust blew in her face, choking her and making Mori Yuesha cough a few times.

It seems like it hasn’t been used for a long time?

"This is?"

She looked around the girl's room in surprise.

A simple wooden bed covered with a thin blanket. Just by looking at it, you can imagine how uncomfortable it is to lie on it.

An ordinary wooden chair, a small desk that can only accommodate one person, and an old desk lamp on it.

This is all that is inside the house, which is nothing like the magnificent appearance of the downstairs.

Not only is it irrelevant, it's extremely cramped.

The walls were covered with various schedules written in red, black and blue - test scores, bedtime, flower arrangement, piano, tea ceremony, sewing, communication skills, etiquette training, cooking, art appreciation, world history, economics...

There were many more at the back, probably torn off by someone with great force.

Each item in the schedule has a score, which is calculated by days and months to determine the time for the assessment and the amount of study required.

This densely packed stuff covered the entire wall of the room.

Turning around and opening the drawer, I saw a pieced-together notebook lying on the small wooden table - it was like a small notebook that was secretly pieced together using papers collected from various places, bit by bit.

When I opened it, the words on the first few pages looked very childish.

【I have a father and a mother now! 】

There is only this sentence on the first page, and it is crooked.

There seemed to be a wrong word next to it, which was smeared into a black lump. It was as if the writer thought over and over again and thought that leaving only this sentence as the beginning was enough to express his joy.

Then as I read on, the fonts became more and more mature and more and more beautiful.

It also became increasingly gloomy and sad.

Chapter 40 Diary

[Today I learned the tea ceremony. It's really troublesome. Can I do it? Mom said that this is something that everyone can do. If I can't learn it, it proves that I am a fool. I am not! ]

[I’m not stupid after all, it’s very simple! It’s fun to pretend, hehe. Also, why didn’t dad praise me? ]

There are very few words in the first few pages. After all, children cannot concentrate on writing in diaries.

【My family bought a piano. My father and mother don’t know how to play it, but they hope that I can learn it. After learning the tea ceremony last time, I am now full of confidence. Piano, isn’t it easy?】

[I may be wrong, Agatsuma Yuno is really an idiot. 】

【worn out. 】

[I can play the song now! Richard Clayderman on board! Yahoo!]

[Liszt...the tentacle monster is going to die, die, die, die! ]

At this point, a cheerful and happy tone still remains on the notebook, not only with crooked black handwriting, but also with some cartoon characters drawn with a thick pink marker.

Some pages have cut-out stickers pasted on them.

Turning further, the cartoons gradually disappear and the handwriting becomes more and more neat.

[Piano and tea ceremony became my daily practice items. My mother said that she wanted to train me to be a great person.]

[Awesome people... But, can't awesome people control their own lives? ]

[I can’t record what I started learning today. It’s really troublesome. What is conversation skills and comprehensive emotional training?]

[Learning cooking is not that stressful because my mother taught me personally. But when she made a mistake and forgot to add seasoning, she got angry at me. Why?]

【It snowed today. My mother hit me.】

[Fujita and some of my classmates always say that I am a child without parents. I know, I was just adopted, right? But, so what. Tsk, kids are so boring.]

[I gradually couldn’t keep up with my studies because most of my time was spent on other training.]

There are a few blank pages here.

【I am back in the top three. 】

[I had a quarrel with my classmates and my mother beat me again. Why? ]

[Dad looked at me with cold eyes. Where is my teddy bear? ]

[Although he is not my biological child, he gave me the best education and training. I am very grateful.]

[But mom, my finger hurts, why do you need to prick me with a needle? ]

[Mori Yuesha, is that your name? Thank you for the band-aid. ]

Some pages are blank.

[The wound has healed. It seems that recovery ability is also my specialty! Great! Agatsuma Yuno. ]

Mori Yuesha paused.

She remembered that a year ago, she did hand a band-aid to a girl named Agatsuma Yuno.

In the bathroom, she cleaned her finger with her back to the door - she didn't think much about it at the time, thinking that she was accidentally stabbed by a nail.

So, is that so?

【Through eavesdropping, I discovered something big! 】

[My father said: "Isn't it about time? Isn't that congressman a perfect match for our family? We agreed on this when we adopted her. We have paid so much, it's time for her to give us something in return."]

[Mother disagreed with father's words: "It's a pity to use her like this. I can still train her for two years." As a result, father scolded mother. "Don't you just want to play with her like a doll? What about my career? You are happy to show off with her in front of those rich ladies, right? But if you can't get the project this time... can you escape if the matter is exposed?"]

[Mom and Dad seemed to have reached a consensus, although they didn't look very happy. Today, they took me to a man's house.]

[He touched my hand, and I bit him hard. I guess I didn't bite off my finger, but he screamed miserably. Tsk, he's so weak.]

[My father also hit me. He almost blinded my eyes with an awl. But I dodged it. Next time, be more careful next time. If you go blind, you're doomed, Yuno.]

【People without value have no reason to exist. 】

[It was the first time I scolded my mother and father.]

[My mother said that the congressman was very powerful, and that my future would be brighter if I served him well than what I had learned.]

She asked me to be more tolerant of my father.

[Tolerance? The word tolerance itself carries the connotation of conspiracy.]

Mori Yuesha had sat down on the chair without realizing it. She continued to flip through the diary with an expressionless face and didn't remember how much time had passed.

And here, these are the last few pages.

【I went to work part-time at a convenience store. 】

Turn the page.

【Since I made the decision to gradually break away from them, I have taken the first step. Nanami Aoyama is a friend who works part-time with me. She dreams of debuting as a voice actor. Seeing how hard she works, I want to work harder too.】

[Big surprise! She also knows Mori Tsukisa! What a wonderful fate! She said she wanted to be friends with me...]

Below, there is a long blank space.

[Hahahaha, she's a bitch who hasn't grown up, right? Do I need a friend like that?]

[However, since she knows Mori Tsukisa, I'll just smile back at her. What an annoying guy.]

[I heard that Mori Yuesha was also adopted. 】

[As expected, we are the same people. Nanami Aoyama is really annoying, always looking at me with concern. ]

【I want to dig her eyes out.】

【Hehe, just kidding.】

Turn the page.

【My mother found me a job.】

[She threatened me that if I didn't resign, she would cause trouble for Nanami Aoyama.]

[Strange...? What does the life or death of that girl have to do with me? ]

[My mother said that a woman's body is the greatest weapon. 'You don't know how many people will like you after you are trained? How much benefit and power you can get in return'? This really makes me sick. ]

【My mother said I haven't grown up yet. 】

【Is this growth or destruction? 】

A few pages are left blank.

[Today, Mori Yuesha came to see me. I heard that Nanami asked her to come. It doesn't matter. The savior can't remember everyone she saved - those who were saved should just remember. ]

The handwriting on the last few pages was a little blurry. Mori Yuesha stood up and read it clearly under the light.

What is described inside is another matter.

[My father and mother were acting strange today. They looked at me like a stranger.]

[They said they would not give me away anymore, but would dedicate me to the great...someone? I couldn't hear the name they read, but I had a bad feeling. Was I hallucinating?]

[I always feel like there is something strange in the air surrounding me. 】

[This may be the last time I write this. It would be nice if I could live cleanly until summer. Because in that summer, I can meet that simple and genuine girl again.]

The diary ends here.

Mori Yuesha closed it gently.

Chapter 41 Iron Cage

Mori Yuesha's mind went blank.

When many complex emotions like the deep sea are squeezed in the chest, and those sadness, helplessness and pain are intertwined and entangled together, rushing into the mind in an instant, people have no emotions at all.

Just like the last page of a diary, it is blank.