Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Mori Yuesha took a few deep breaths, closed it carefully, and put it in her bag.

At the entrance of the magnificent first floor staircase, a slender figure slowly walked down from the second floor.

Turning the corner, she wrinkled her nose and sniffed.

The same musty smell escaped from a crack in the corner. I scratched the wall lightly with my fingernail, and the paper surface was cut, revealing a small secret door.

Mori Yuesha suppressed her anger and pushed him away, took off the leather rope on her wrist, raised her hand to tie her hair into a ponytail, then hunched over and walked away.

The stairs are arranged one step at a time, as if the owner had requested to build a basement when the house was first built.

The further down they went, the more stale the air became, and it even made Mori Yuesa think of the smell of some animal corpse.

The cold stone wall pressed against my palm. There was no light, and I could only vaguely see the road under my feet by relying on the lighting function on the back of my phone. There were traces of water on some of the stone walls. In this long, downward corridor, there were only the sounds of footsteps and dripping water.

At the end of the corridor is a locked door.

The brass lock was not locked, but was just inserted into the gap of the door from the outside. It could not be pushed open from the inside, and no key was needed from the outside, you could just pull the lock out.

Mori Yuesha opened the door with a creak.

The musty smell was overwhelming.

The basement is not large, like many homes in Japanese style.

There are maps, several Ukiyo-e paintings and large landscape watercolor paintings hanging on the walls. From the tatami on the floor, it can be seen that this place has been used for a long time.

Mori Yuesa hesitated for a moment, then stepped on it with her shoes on.

Finally, the center of the room.

A half-human-high, rusty iron cage.

My wife Yuno was half-kneeling inside.

Her shoulders were tilted, her hair was stained with red blood, and stuck to her face and arms. Yuno Gasai quietly closed her eyes, her head against the side of the cage.

She seemed to be sleeping so soundly that even the sound of Mori Yuesha walking in couldn't wake her up.

Mori Yuesa walked quietly all the way and stood in front of the iron cage, looking at the sleeping Agatsuma Yuno with a complicated expression.

What would this girl, who was once full of innocence and dreams, dream about at this moment?

She half-knelt down, so that her eyes were level with the girl's, and then tapped the iron cage with her fingers.

In an instant, a weak vibration was transmitted to the other end through the rusty iron - the sleeping girl woke up suddenly as if she was hit by something!

"I'm sorry!" She looked around in horror and shouted, "I'm sorry! I fell asleep!"

The panicked girl didn't hear the scolding. A few seconds later, a slender figure stood in front of her.

She turned her head and found that the figure in front of her seemed to be someone she knew in her memory. Yuno Gasuma squinted her eyes and focused, and finally saw clearly.

She didn't say anything, but just bit her bloodless lips, then raised her bloodstained fingers to grab the iron net close to the ground, and crawled towards Mori Yuesha... again and again.

"You're here!"

Agatsuma Yuno curled the corners of her mouth and tried to wipe off the blood and dirt on her face with the back of her hand, but she found that the more she wiped, the dirtier her face became. In the end, she had to pretend to tidy up her hair.

She looked at Mori Yuesha and said, "Don't be afraid."

The girl's face was covered in blood and dirt, and although she looked dirty, her expression could not be concealed.

She looked at Sen Yuesha outside the cage with burning eyes. She was as flexible as a wild flower on the cliff, yet full of wildness and desire for life.

And in Mori Yuesha's sight, the girl just melted quietly.

Then, it turned into a wildfire in the wilderness, burning in the vast and magnificent wilderness, risking everything, self-destructing, not caring about the past life or the afterlife.

Mori Yuesa opened her mouth but couldn't utter any words of comfort.

She stood up, grasped the lock of the cage, and said to Yuno, "Be careful."

After she finished speaking, Yuno Agatsuma curved her eyes, smiled and stretched out her right hand, covering only her right ear. Mori Yuesha nodded, and pulled hard with the hand holding the padlock.

click!

The lock was pulled down. Mori Yuesa pulled open the iron cage, leaned in, held my wife Yuno's back and legs, and slowly carried her out of the iron cage.

Agatsuma Yuno hugged Mori Yuesa's neck, put her face close to her ear and sniffed hard.

This girl with slightly curly hair has a soft scent of grass and wood that has been exposed to the sun.

“It’s like an appearance in a comic book,” she said.

Mori Yuesha: "You're not surprised at all?"

Agatsuma Yuno chuckled and said, "Besides my father and mother, the only one who could find the basement should be Yuesha. Those two are not at home today."

"But, I didn't expect Yuesha to really come. I'm happy! Hehe... I thought I was going to die."

"I'll take you to the hospital first, and then I'll call the police." Mori Yuesa didn't discuss it with my wife Yuno, and held her in her arms and walked quickly towards the door.

"I can't believe that Yuesa is so strong. I'm also a girl, but I'm not that strong." Yuno Agatsuma said something irrelevant, then stretched out her hand and covered Mori Yuesa's cheek.

"Thank you Yuesha. And thank you Xiao Nanami. But I am homeless now."

"Are you really grateful to Nanami?" Mori Yuesha remembered that she was not interested in that girl in her diary.

Agatsuma Yuno suddenly realized: "That's right. Since Yuesha found this place, it means she saw my diary. But, it's not too annoying, at least she is Yuesha's friend. I'll just bear with it for a while."

Mori Yuesa didn't say anything, but looked at the girl in her arms with a frown.

"No flower arrangement teacher, no sewing classes, no piano playing every day—"

As if she was not the one who was injured, Yuno Agatsuma explained to Mori Tsukisa one by one, counting on her fingers, as if the broken nails and scarred hands were not her own.

“You don’t have to do any of this.”

"It's okay, Yuno." There was no mercy in Mori Yuesa's tone, she was just stating a fact.

"You are saved, Agatsuma Yuno. You will no longer have to do anything you don't want to do. No one will prick you with a needle, and you will not be given to a strange man. You are saved, Agatsuma Yuno, from now on, you belong to yourself."

The girl listened to Mori Yuesha's words quietly.

Mori Yuesha's shoulders were suddenly wet, and she heard suppressed and faint sobs in her ears.

Mori Yuesha wanted to turn her head, but was pushed away by a pair of scarred hands: "Don't look."

Agatsuma Yuno raised her voice and said in dissatisfaction: "Sa-chan is also a girl, don't you know that the ugliest thing is when you cry? Really."

Mori Yuesa carefully recalled the old times when she had interacted with Agatsuma Yuno, but found that in her memory, Agatsuma Yuno was always a girl with a bright smile and spoke softly and gently.

Today, she seemed to have untied an invisible chain, finally discarded her broken body and emerged as another self.

A flower blooming in corrupt black water.

Chapter 42 Head Fisherman

Agatsuma Yuno didn't think anyone would save her.

In other words, she no longer intended to live with the hope of being saved.

Unexpectedly, Mori Yuesha really came.

"Don't you know how to survive?"

“No.” Agatsuma Yuno smiled and said, “I didn’t expect that he would be locked up so suddenly. There’s no chance for me to call the police.”

She blinked and played with Mori Yuesa's hair with her hands, making her feel itchy.

"You should have called the police a long time ago, so I was not mistaken, you did have bruises on your body that day."

Mori Yuesa was very sure.

"Yes. That was the original plan: as more and more scars accumulated, maybe we could solve them all at once and make them lose custody."

Agatsuma Yuno recounted her plan: "Just when I was about to call the police, my father found out."

"And then they locked you up in the basement?"

Agatsuma Yuno nodded. "Maybe you think it's too much trouble, so you want me to 'disappear'?"

Returning to the first floor, Yuno Agatsuma looked at the home where she had lived for many years, but a sense of strangeness arose in her heart.

"Never come back again." She murmured.

The two of them were chatting in a relaxed manner. Mori Yuesha took out her cell phone, ready to call an ambulance and the police at the same time.

"Where to?"

suddenly.

The third voice suddenly sounded in the house.

"Where are you going? My dear daughter."

The security door at the entrance was opened at some point.

Looking from the dim house, two figures were standing at the door.

Their necks connecting to their heads are bent at an abnormal angle, and their faces are almost reversed 180 degrees.

The gentle-looking couple walked in with their heads hooked. While changing their clothes, they casually greeted Mori Tsukisa and Agatsuma Yuno who were about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Seeing no response, the couple turned their heads at the same time.

Their necks became longer and longer, their faces were hanging upside down on their chests, and they looked coldly at Agatsuma Yuno in Mori Yuesa's arms.

"Where are you going?" he asked repeatedly.

"Let's go eat. Do you want to go?" Mori Yuesha nodded nonchalantly, "Sorry to bother you. I'm Nobi Nobita. Yuno's friend. I made an appointment with her a long time ago to have dinner together today."

"Eat? Eat. Do you want tea? Pour tea, pour tea!" The man muttered to himself, and incoherent words came out of his mouth, like the monologue of a star in a cheap idol drama, a boring and boring feeling that only Mori Tsukisa and My wife Yuno could feel.

The woman next to the man was unaware, or perhaps she herself was also the abnormal one.

She suddenly stretched her neck, moved her head across a distance of several meters, and stopped directly in front of the two people!

“Mother…” Agatsuma Yuno tightly grasped Mori Yuesa’s arm, and her palms were unconsciously filled with sweat.

The look in her mother's eyes was still the same as usual, gentle yet critical - if you ignore that long neck, Yuno Gasuma even thought that all this was an illusion.

The woman's face floated in front of the two men, and her long neck twitched impatiently like a tail, as if indicating that her patience was about to run out.

She moved forward, forward, pressing closely against Yuno's face, her eyes scanning the girl's face.

"Would you like some tea?" She smiled stiffly.

"Then excuse me."

As soon as Mori Yuesha finished her words, the neck began to pull the woman's head and moved madly, and the body followed with big strides. After stumbling and knocking over countless things along the way, it finally dragged the body into the tea room.

"Please sit down." The man said politely to Mori Yuesa.

"They are no longer your parents." Mori Yuesha whispered to Yuno Agatsuma in her arms, "Or, not completely. You can't leave now, so you have to stay. Believe me."

Mori Yukisa could feel that Agatsuma Yuno's fingers were still tightly grasping her arm, and she felt that she must have been scratched.

But the girl's eyes were firm.

When she raised her head, there were traces of tears and blood in the corners of her eyes, extending from the corners of her eyes to her chin. In this situation, she looked strangely beautiful.

"I believe you." She said softly, then let Mori Yuesha put her down and slowly moved to the seat designated by Mori Yuesha - a large sofa with a high back and high armrests, which was almost half-enclosed.

Yuno Agatsuma sat in it like a little squirrel sitting in a huge tree hole.

“Look, this is all right.” The man ignored the two people’s little grumblings and held out his hand. His wife’s head just flew out of the tea room with a teacup in her mouth.

"I won't hurt you, as long as you keep her."

The woman stumbled out and groped her way to sit next to the man. The two people's heads moved back and forth in front of Mori Yuesha, staring at her in turn.

"Chaos?" Mori Yuesha asked tentatively.

The man nodded, shaking his neck. "I was wondering why an ordinary person could be so calm. So, you have seen us before? You are such a lucky "contactee". So, what is your choice?"

He changed his posture and crossed his legs, as if trying to think of a way to convince Mori Yuesha: "You are probably not yet an adult. It's such a pity that you died here at such a young age."

After saying this, the man suddenly laughed softly.

Along with the hoarse voice, there appeared clouds of gray mist, which spread rapidly in all directions like waves. Within a few seconds, the entire hall was filled with smoke.