Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Mori Yuesa was serious for less than five seconds before she returned to her old ways.

There's no way, she can't help it.

"Hehe, is that so?" He was holding a lollipop with a smile on his face, swinging the 'leather broom' in his hand back and forth out of boredom.

Agatsuma Yuno knelt under the high stool and licked her lips: "You did...very well."

"really?"

"Well, does Yuesha like it?"

Mori Yuesha scratched her chin: "I don't know, it feels... very strange, compared to the feeling Nagini gave me, these seem to be more proactive?"

Speaking of Nagini, Yuno Agatsuma was so angry that she wanted to kill someone. That maid actually stabbed her in the back - Mori Tsukisha was completely exposed! What silk... what Jio... The most annoying thing is that she can't completely kill the servants who can be resurrected continuously.

She tried.

"Nagini is adorable."

Agatsuma Yuno doesn't think that sinister, ice-faced maid is cute. Has she ever shown any other expressions besides her disgusting contempt and her iceberg-like temperament that never changes?

Or is her tongue particularly soft?

Mori Yuesa took out a half-eaten lollipop and said distractedly: "Nagini loves me very much."

"I love you very much too."

Mori Yuesha didn't reply.

Agatsuma Yuno knew the reason. Because Nagini could stay with Mori Tsukisa forever, but she couldn't. In the end, it was her mortal body that hindered her path forward.

At least, that's how she understood it.

"If, if I could live longer... exist longer..."

Mori Yuesha blinked, and thought of the souls in the jar before, and reached out to touch the girl's head: "I promised Nagini to be 'respectful'. Well, in the future, if there is a chance, if I am willing, I will make Yuno my servant..."

Later, when?

Will you still be alive at that time?

Can Nagini's words be trusted?

The thought flashed through her mind, but Yuno Agatsuma remained calm: "I believe in Yuesha."

But I don't trust your servants - the goblin who performs funny shows all day long; the bald yes-man who is not very good at handling household affairs and keeps saying "it is said", "according to my lover", "according to the witch" all day long; the sinister maid with a mind as full of tricks as a honeycomb; and... the old woman from ancient Egypt who I can't quite see through.

To them, I am an outsider.

Agatsuma Yuno felt that an idea was about to burst out, but there was only a hazy membrane separating them. Then she saw Mori Yuesa leaning towards her with a mysterious look on her face.

"By the way," she said, "did you ask Na... Liedy to make this?"

Mori Yuesha turned around, put down the things in her hand, took out the gift box from the paper bag and opened it: a long strip of leather with narrow edges, like a belt tied around the waist, this one is tied around the neck.

The center of the collar is sewn with a hidden button with black thread, and no trace of handwork can be seen on the black background. The name of Mori Yuesha is stamped on the inside of the collar.

The melted gold solidified into a small diamond-shaped buckle, which hung down a few centimeters and had a pink diamond of the same diamond shape embedded in the base.

The value of this large diamond happened to be equal to the building next door; compared with gold and diamonds, the leather collar itself was worthless - that was the case before it was branded with the name "Mori Yuesha".

Mori Tsukisa shook her anklet with a jingle, untied the collar that she had asked Nagini to make in a hurry, and pulled one end like fishing, while letting the other end go, dangling it in front of Yuno Agatsuma's eyes.

Ever since the last time Agatsuma Yuno began to realize that the 'little hobby' was indeed something she liked and loved, she handed Mori Tsukisa a piece of paper and asked her to pass it to 'Arrietty'.

In fact, it was Nagini who did good deeds but refused to leave her name.

It's so mysterious. Is there such a thing?

Collar...

Yuno Agatsuma didn't say anything. She reached out to take the collar, slowly put it around her braids, and buckled it with a click.

The black necklace with a gold buckle was tied around her fair neck neither loosely nor tightly. The diamond-shaped pink diamond pendant was hanging right in the middle of her collarbones - like a black ribbon tied around a ball of soft cotton.

Agatsuma Yuno lowered her head and flicked the diamond a few times with her index finger, making the golden lock make a crisp sound.

"Does it look good?"

Mori Yuesha paused and said, "It looks good."

Agatsuma Yuno smiled slightly, and her cherry-colored eyes seemed to be more turbulent. She turned her face to the side and rubbed forward inconspicuously, and the gemstone scratched Mori Yuesha's thigh, like a semi-sharp leaf, which was painful and itchy.

"In this way, I belong to Mori Yuesa." Yuno Agatsuma's voice was gentle. She looked at Mori Yuesa and said in a serious tone: "You must protect your things, Mori Yuesa."

The soul was stirring, and the leather collar suddenly tightened when the throat swallowed.

"My stuff?"

Agatsuma Yuno leaned at her feet, fiddling with the diamond, nodded obediently, and said softly: "It's something unique to Mori Yuesa, do you like it?" The beautiful and graceful figure was made up of cherry blossoms. She was born from the petals and then opened her eyes.

From then on, her eyes were only bright for one person.

This feeling…

Even more amazing.

Mori Yuesa touched her face and it felt a little hot.

"Something that belongs exclusively to Yuesha."

"Yuno..."

Mori Yuesha took a deep breath.

"Your love..."

As hot as fire, as gorgeous as cherry blossom rain.

"very nice…"

Agatsuma Yuno rolled her eyes. She liked to see Mori Tsukisa obsessed with her. She liked the cold Mori Tsukisa, the obsessed Mori Tsukisa, and she liked the sweet and soft Mori Tsukisa even more...

If only, if she only looked at herself.

"How does Yuesha plan to deal with the matter of Nagini and Eriri?" The queen spoke completely, with her little chin resting flat on Mori Yuesha's thigh, and the cherry blossom color covering the white jade.

Strike while the iron is hot, Agatsuma Yuno looked up.

How much importance a casual word, like a glance, actually carries is known only to the person who speaks it.

Mori Tsukisa thought for a moment: "They...they...? Forget about Eriri, but Nagini, Nagini is...the maid's lover?"

What the hell is a maid lover?

Gritting her teeth secretly, her body still as frail as a willow. Yuno Agatsuma continued calmly: "But, there can only be one lover, right? Yuesha, this is a very typical scumbag statement."

Mori Tsukisa puffed up her face: "I'm not - hey, Yuno is not going to kill - anyone again, right?"

again…?

Although myself.

I do have this idea.

My wife Yuno was silent.

From every angle, she seemed to have no reason to convince Mori Yuesha, and the deformed monster panting in the lake of her heart was increasingly eager to devour the burning love in front of her...

Thinking of this, the girl's face gradually twisted.

"They don't deserve it--" Nagini's look of extreme contempt flashed through his mind.

"You are the one who is truly unworthy." The maid was as proud as the black moonlight at night, blooming in the poisoned fields. "Mortal."

Waves of tingling pain penetrated into the body along the palms, and hot tears suddenly rolled down my cold face.

Mori Yuesa gently lifted her face. "Yuno?" He frowned, watching her nervously crying and laughing at the same time, with tears falling straight down, passing by her lips, falling from her chin - falling on his legs.

The half-crying, half-smiling girl grasped the "leather broom" that Mori Yuesha had placed on the table. She swung it in her hand, and her tearful face showed a nonchalant look, as if it was not herself who was crying - it was the dense forest after the autumn rain or the spotless ground after the heavy rain.

Snapped--!

The leather snapped.

Agatsuma Yuno licked her lips, rubbed her cheek lightly on Mori Tsukisa's thigh, and handed the object in her hand to Mori Tsukisa with expectant eyes.

Placed it in her palm.

My soul...

Waiting for the pain and thrill you give me at any time.

She raised her lips without saying a word, silently staring at Mori Yuesha. Then, in the other's puzzled eyes -

Getting more and more excited.

"time…"

"There are many more." said Yuno Agatsuma.

She closed her eyes, and her sensitive skin was swept by the other party's cold gaze like a cold wind——

"That's it..."

Mori Yuesha leaned back and crossed her legs. Her condescending and indifferent tone sounded like hail hitting iron, heavy and crisp.

"Kneel down."

Chapter 130 Applying knowledge and teaching

Agatsuma Yuno likes Mori Tsukisa's bony hands. When the girl opens the refrigerator and hesitates to choose peaches or mangoes, her neatly trimmed nails scratch the skin of the fruit - she loves this action of Mori Tsukisa.

She found herself somewhat indulged in her 'little hobby', looking at Mori Yuesa madly amidst the noise, but her ambition forced Yuno Agatsuma to constantly want to go further rather than just stay where she was and enjoy it - the prerequisite was to find the rest time of that damn maid.

Doesn’t this damn servant need to sleep?

When she slept, she also rested; when she stayed up late, the maid would quietly sit on the soft stool holding a famous book and silently keep watch - Mori Yuesha was sleeping soundly beside her, and every time the girl clung to her like an octopus, her eyes in the darkness would follow the white body to look at her...

The warning look almost twisted into a real knife.

This was just a secret confrontation. If the three of them were in the room in the early morning or at tea time, and they wanted to do something, the annoying maid would smile, put her hands on her belly, and say respectfully:

"It just so happens that I also want to be with the master..." Her narrow and upturned eyeliner reveals a truly mature style: "Ms. Yuno. Why don't we..."

Then there is no more.

Although Mori Yuesha seemed to be looking forward to it.

For the first time, Yuno Agatsuma felt a strong sense of frustration. It was not because of the crushing advantage in terms of wisdom or force, but because of age. In her mind, it was: shameless.

She was not as shameless as that shameless maid, so she was always led by the nose.

"Actually, Nagini was just talking." One day, Ansuna said, "Our maid is actually very shy. She was just trying to scare you. If you back off, she wins."

Putting down the contract, the 'real' battle-hardened Wu Ji persuaded my wife Yuno: 'As long as you don't back down, she won't continue. I'm just pretending to test you, if you don't believe me...try it? Yuno? '

Then she tried it.

Then, in her dry sight, Nagini half-knelt on the carpet with a gentle look on her face and began to take off Mori Yuesha's socks gently.

And then nothing happened.

"You are not resolute and decisive enough." One day, Ansuna said for the second time: "You should show your inner persistence and confidence. Try it... Xiaoyuno?"

Then the other person lifted his hair and lowered his head more gently...

Nothing more.

"I think you need to be possessive," Ansuna said for the third time one day. "Very possessive. I don't understand why you waited for Nagini to make the first move."

"How about getting ahead of others? Give it a try...?"

The consequence of taking the lead was that Nagini folded her hands, leaned against the wall with a smile, and watched her next "performance" quietly.

No performance.

One day…

No one day either.

"Why do you always tease her?"