Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Her soul seemed to be pulled out of her body and flew up lightly. In her sight, she gradually moved away from herself, and the earth became smaller and smaller. Soon, even the earth turned into a blue marble. She twisted her body curiously and found that her perspective became wider - she saw the source of the disaster: a tree made up of countless intestines.

The pink branches covered with transparent mucus stretched out and waved towards her, and the wriggling blanket of particles sucked the girl's skin as they slid across her cheeks.

Snapped!

A stone hits my forehead.

The icy liquid dripped from the corners of his eyes onto the ground in the small park.

Mori Yuesha looked up, and in front of her, three or four young men and women stared at her with disgust. The stone came from the boy in the lead, who was weighing another stone with sharper edges in his hand.

"Is the monster's blood also red?"

The children who half-surrounded them approached with smiles on their faces. Everyone was dressed very brightly, which formed a sharp contrast with the tattered seesaw behind them.

"Here, take it and hit her. Don't be afraid."

The boy handed the stone to the girl next to him, squeezed her hand and encouraged her, looking behind Mori Yuesa with malicious intent.

——Miko was shivering and holding onto her sister's clothes, cowering behind Mori Yuesha like a baby bird, with her head tilted, revealing one eye.

"Sister..." There was a wall behind her.

"Don't be afraid, Miko."

Mori Yuesha rubbed her face roughly, and the back of her hand was immediately stained red; she opened her arms to block Miko, and in her bloody vision, the girl saw purple mist.

Black cracks cut through the space vertically, and the teeth like zippers moved up and down, like wounds cut by a sharp knife, with their mouths open like babies. In the dark cracks, densely packed eyeballs were quietly looking at her.

The sun was deep blue, penetrating the dust filled with purple mist. On the ground grew clumps of carnations half a person's height. The light could not penetrate the thick mist. When I breathed in and out, the simple and rich smell of ancient soil from millions of years ago penetrated my nose.

Under her feet, the winding, clear stream gurgled and washed over small and large pieces of bluestone, hitting them. The water flowed coolly over her toes, meandered along the corner of the wall, and turned into another invisible street.

The clown who refused to laugh sat on a stone pier, fishing with his pole hanging over the stream, staring intently at the water waves that dispersed the blue sunlight. He stared and stared, and suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Mori Yuesha.

He spread out one hand, touched his forehead, and pointed at Mori Yuesha.

'Your head is bleeding.'

He said, but still refused to smile. He nodded and turned his gaze back to the metal fishing hook in the stream, his heavily painted face full of meticulousness.

The white deer leaned against Meiko's side, curled up lazily, its horns scraping off the paint on the old wall, air spurting out of its nostrils, and its large eyes were like two multi-horned purple gems.

The purple gemstone shone brightly, and the huge white deer moved gently. It leaned its head over and carefully rubbed Mori Yuesha's arm, then closed its eyes and waited for the girl to return the same gentle touch.

Before the steel and concrete grow out, the trees bury themselves first. Being stepped on by pairs of rubber shoes can only make them go deeper into the darkness, the foundation is pounded solid, concrete is poured in, and steel bars are inserted.

Pairs of leather shoes were walking on and pairs of high heels were passing by.

Slippers and floor heating kept them warm, and the upbeat music and noisy children chattered.

Then they grew and erupted.

The green exploded with all its might, breaking through the marble and wooden floors and reaching out from the roof and windows; steel cages of varying heights were like condemned prisoners pierced by nature, leaning against each other powerlessly and desperately; humans danced while hugging tree trunks and lay on leaves with their mouths open, licking the dew left in the morning.

The air still had that old smell of earth, and after the explosion, it was mixed with some grass fragrance.

The whole city is like soft moss growing lushly on hard bluestone.

A slide with peeling paint, a seesaw that has been deformed by bumps, and a plastic idol that has been rubbed smooth and discolored.

They are in the forest, the remains of humanity.

Mori Yuesa blinked and tapped the deer head with her virtual hand.

This action was seen by the children who were getting closer and closer.

"Look! She's crazy again!!"

The boy who led the fight had nostrils buzzing and his eyes were invisible on his fat face squeezed by hatred. He pushed the girl next to him.

"She's a monster! Hit her!"

"She can see monsters!"

"Weirdo! Weirdo!"

In the eyes of several children, the girl whose little face was wrapped in lush, long, fluffy hair had half of her cheek stained with blood.

She stared at the distant buildings and the sky with unfocused eyes; then she tapped the empty ground in front of her with her toes, said hello to the seesaw on the left, and reached out her hand to touch the air.

She is a lunatic.

"Mad man! Hit her!"

Snapped!

Several children picked up stones and threw them at her. Mori Yuesa hugged Miko from behind.

Muffled sounds rained down on the girl's back. Black and white piano keys sprouted and took root from her thin spine, and were pressed by bacteria, playing a symphony about fate.

Miko snuggled into Mori Yuesa's arms, and darkness and silence enveloped the smaller her.

After she could no longer hear the scolding and the sound of stones hitting, the soft dream allowed the girl to find a little peace in this disgusting world.

This came from her sister, from the embrace that protected the dying candle lit by the heart in the storm.

The child sobbed quietly.

"It's okay..." Mori Yuesa narrowed her eyes and rubbed Miko's little head gently with her face.

How can my sister's voice be so gentle?

Doesn't she have any resentment at all?

She hated the world, hated her entire life, hated her parents who abandoned her, and hated the people who bullied her.

No.

Mori Yuesha stroked Miko's prickly braids and said, "Miko."

"Did you see that white deer with horns?"

Meiko was silent for a while, and suddenly, she chuckled.

The tearful face was raised from Mori Yuesha's arms, and in the dark eye sockets, segments of pink colon were madly drilling out of the holes.

"Sister, you are crazy."

Chapter116 A Different World in a Cafe

Bai Lu's tongue is very soft, so soft that it almost looks like the tender eyes of a lover.

It licked the scar on the girl's back and watched it heal quietly. It lowered its head, waiting for the happy girl to ride on its back, hold its hard horns, and then spread its legs and leap into the wind and run wildly.

It threw away the four-wheeled iron shell covered with plants and jumped onto the bus stop covered with plants, as light as a piece of paper. It landed steadily, listening to the girl's silver bell-like laughter breaking the sound of the wind, moving its ears, looking for the place to go.

Deer Hoof stopped at the door of the coffee shop. A copper bell hung next to the thick black-framed glass door.

The girl patted its nose and pushed the door open.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

There were not many people in the coffee shop in the afternoon, and the strong aroma of beans diluted the smell of soil outside the door. Mori Yuesha found a seat by the window and sat down with her coffee. Occasionally, a winged rhino ran by the window.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

The sound of the bells was crisp and sweet.

The beautiful lady with eyebrows and chin lifted the silk cloth and stepped on the ground in exquisite high heels. She asked the carriage to stop and pushed open the door of the coffee shop.

She no longer had the small cane in her hand, but had a silver tassel pendant on her ear, and her ten fingertips were neatly trimmed and dyed black.

As black as her eyes and hair.

Unbuttoning her coat and exhaling the faint sweet scent of applesauce, the girl sat opposite Mori Yuesa.

"Hi, Yuesha."

"Hi, Aoi."

It is better to ride a white deer and run wildly in the wind than to watch rhinos in boredom. Sen Yuesha narrowed her eyes, stood up with her little hand, and her index and middle fingers turned into little people, stepping step by step towards the other slightly slender finger.

The little man quietly passed by the coffee, passed by the table sign for ordering, and passed by the edges.

Then he pounced on the other hand.

It felt a certain tremor of restraint.

It seems... not very excited. The action of pulling back means he is unhappy?

The villain held on tightly.

"Aoi?" Mori Yuesa tilted her head and called her.

Two angels wearing black and red capes decorated with gems stood behind Tojo Aoi, respectfully following her wherever she went without saying a word.

Mori Yuesa has seen them many times.

I wonder if Aoi Tojo likes them?

Their gorgeous robes are a symbol of nobility, and the long cross swords at their waists are a symbol of force. They protect the bright red apple dotted with black stars.

"Yuesha." Tojo Aoi hesitated to speak. She first looked left and right at the two angel guards, then took a deep breath and raised her chin.

The makeup on her eyebrows and eyes suddenly became darker and thicker.

Just like the eerie, dark, elegant apple grove above her head that followed voluntarily.

"Moon Veil..."

"Yeah, I'm listening."

"let's break up."

The angel guard tightened her jeweled cape slightly.

"sunflower?"

Tojo Aoi's light eyeliner became darker and darker, starting from the corner of her eye and hooking it at the end of her eye. Her dull and cold face instantly became charming.

"I said, let's break up."

A cat suddenly hung upside down from the ceiling of the room. It was a gray cat with a fat face and a flat nose.

The cat's face had extremely human-like whiskers moving, its mouth open wide, and its fangs rubbing against each other within the black lip line.

'The clown doesn't laugh, but I do. 'The strange fat-faced cat said: 'Your apple wants to break up with you, so she became a poisonous apple. '

'And I, happen to like poisoned apples.'

Mori Yuesha pushed it away and said defensively angrily: "You can't like to eat poisoned apples!"

"You can't eat her!"

Aoi Tojo looked at Mori Yuesa in surprise, watching her gesticulating and talking to the empty air.

"Moon veil?"

Mori Yuesha puffed up her face like a little pufferfish and sat in her seat angrily. She had just punched that fat-faced cat, and her nose became even more deflated!

Did she protect Aoi Tojo?

"Moon veil."

Looking at the girl who had been out of shape for a long time, Tojo Aoi waved her hand impatiently and pulled Mori Yuesa's attention back.

"We're breaking up, you hear me?"

“Yes….”

Mori Yuesha lowered her head.

"But why...?"

I clearly helped you chase away the fat-faced cat that wanted to eat you.

Five pointed nails fell on the wooden table one by one, making a clacking sound, one cycle after another. Tojo Aoi's charming makeup was still changing. From just now, the shadow flowed along her short hair curtain to her face, and now, the originally crisp apple exuded a rotten smell.

First there was contempt, then disgust, and finally disdain. Tojo Aoi's expression changed rapidly, and before Mori Yuesa could react, the apple was already riddled with holes.

"Because you make me sick."