Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

But once she made it clear today, she would have no way out. Besides... Yuesha would most likely refuse.

However, it is also an opportunity.

The girl's nails were colliding with each other at a high frequency, making a "crackling!" sound, which was a sign of Yuno Agatsuma's nervousness.

Her mind was working rapidly. After a few seconds, Yuno Gasai took a deep breath, took a firm step and approached Mori Tsukisa.

After standing in front of her, she reached out and held Mori Yuesha's arm: "I think Yuesha is scared?"

Blinking her eyes playfully, Yuno Agatsuma teased: "I absolutely, absolutely have not fallen in love with Yuesha, so you don't have to worry about me or yourself. I just..."

Mori Yuesa tilted her head in confusion, was her judgment... wrong?

Agatsuma Yuno touched the girl's head nonchalantly, just like she often did to herself: "I just like being with Yuesha, you make me feel like home. Although you are not a mother or a sister, I feel at ease, right here--"

One arm rose slowly, leading another arm to another, and four small hands together covered Yuno Agatsuma's heart.

She was as devout as a holy girl praying to God. She held Mori Yuesha's hand in her own palm, her crow-feather eyelashes trembling slightly: "I don't know what Yuesha is afraid of, and I don't know what you misunderstood. I am a greedy guy, and I just covet the feeling of home that Yuesha brings me, and a life of being loved, protected, and valued."

After saying this, Yuno Agatsuma opened her eyes and asked her hesitantly, "Does this... cause any trouble to Yuesha?"

The actor's brows are tightly furrowed, and his sad and mournful eyes seem to be filled with tears soon. Once the dam breaks, there will be an endless rain.

"No, no..." Mori Yuesa shook her head slowly, bent her fingers, and scratched the other person's nose: "No, Yuno. I thought..."

Agatsuma Yuno chuckled: "Hey, Ms. Mori! Tsuki! Sa!! There is a limit to narcissism, okay?"

Chapter61 Water?

Agatsuma Yuno let go of Mori Tsukisa's hand, lifted her skirt and turned around on the lawn.

The girl giggled and showed her little white teeth teasingly: "If Yuesha continues to be this good to me, I might, probably, possibly, maybe... I will consider you."

She said this very reluctantly, her light pink hair dancing like a fluttering butterfly as her skirt fluttered.

The girl's bright face was filled with countless gentleness and beauty: "Reluctantly, reluctantly I will consider it! The premise is that Yuesha has to really pursue me."

"How can I expect someone to agree to a simple question like 'Do you like me'? I'm not a fool."

Agatsuma Yuno curled her lips, a little proudly: "Ms. Mori Yuesa, how many girls have you deceived with this trick?"

Mori Yuesha looked at the lively and lively elf in front of her and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha! I've been... a little sensitive lately. I'm worried, worried about Yuno..."

"Falling in love with you?" Yuno Agatsuma leaned forward and their faces almost touched.

"Yes," Mori Yuesha raised her chin: "I'm so beautiful——"

"It's ok, Mori Tsukisa." Agatsuma Yuno looked at her seriously, "Your preference is not mine. I want to be close to you because I consider you as my family. Family, what's wrong with family kissing each other on the cheek?"

Oh... no problem?

……(;??`)>

Although Mori Tsukisa felt that what Agatsuma Yuno said was a little strange, for a moment, she couldn't find any words to refute it.

"Of course it's okay for family members to kiss on the cheek!" Yuno Agatsuma smiled, with layers of red in her pupils, and approached little by little: "It's okay to hold hands, right?"

No, no problem...right?

(?_?;)???

"The same goes for a kiss on the forehead?"

no problem……?

Mori Yuesa was dazed, listening to Yuno Agatsuma continuously firing at her: "So, how about these? How about this? This is also okay, right?"

"In short, Yuesha's orientation is a problem that Yuesha needs to overcome. If she avoids me or doubts me because of this, Yuno will be very sad..."

"This is normal friendship between girls. Could it be that what we've been through is worse than normal friendship?"

As she spoke, tears began to well up in the girl's eyes again...

"Are you going to cry again?" Mori Yuesha raised the corner of her mouth: "Shame on you."

The girl stretched out her hand, smiled and pressed Yuno's forehead, then ran her fingertips down across the bridge and tip of her nose, and touched her lips.

"I know what you mean, and I will correct it."

In an instant, the grass and trees came alive, the wind blew the clouds, and time began its work again.

Agatsuma Yuno slowly opened her eyes.

"That's right, Mori Yuesa." Looking at her deeply, Yuno Agatsuma pretended to be entangled: "Am I too willful?"

"Hmm? No." Mori Tsukisa bumped the girl with her shoulder: "It's not a big deal - hey, I still like the cool Yuno."

"Mori Tsukisa! That's great!" Agatsuma Yuno rushed over, hugged the girl's arms, and fell on her. Her smile was innocent and romantic.

"Let's go, there's too much information today..." Mori Yuesha felt a little strange and a little funny about her sensitivity today. She lowered her head and hurriedly left the yard with her pendant.

I also have to help clean up the new house.

Agatsuma Yuno hugged Mori Tsukisa tightly, half hanging on her. From the back, the girl's walking posture was a little strange.

Hey hey hey...

The sunlight slowly shifted, leaving only a row of small footprints on the lawn.

And a few transparent, gleaming drops of water that had dripped from somewhere unknown.

…………

The movers carefully carried various daily necessities into the house. Here, the children had already started discussing the rooms, who would sleep on the first floor and who would sleep on the second floor.

Miko and Oishi, as representatives of the male and female sides, were surrounded by the children and engaged in a heated debate.

Of course, the so-called verbal sparring is just the self-evaluation of Oishi and the boys.

From the girls' point of view, isn't this just one-sided insult from their side?

In the end, it was not until Arya came back that the children shut up.

After discussion between the supreme ruler, Grandma Alia, and Mori Yuesha, the girls unanimously agreed and decided: all the boys will live on the same floor, no room for negotiation.

Girls can consider living on the second or third floor as appropriate - there are not many rooms on the fourth floor, and half of the area has been opened up to become an outdoor swimming pool. A whole piece of antiseptic wood is laid outdoors as the floor, so you can swim in the summer and cover it with a lid in the winter for barbecues.

A locked electric switch was added to the swimming pool, and only Alia knew the password, to prevent the children from playing in the water when Alia was not at home, which would be dangerous if they drowned.

The other half of the fourth floor was made into an art gallery.

Every child in the orphanage leaves a photo every year and posts it in the corridor as a record of his/her growth.

And under each person's record, there are certificates of honors he has received, including photos with Mori Yuesha and Alia, occasional complaints, etc. All the trivialities of life are recorded and sealed in exquisite glass windows.

This action started a long time ago. In order to persuade the children to persist every year, Alia even gave them a lot of snacks and soda as compensation.

Now, some girls have realized Alia's feelings and are more active in leaving various photos and memories. They are also the ones who stick to Alia most often and accompany her children.

Perhaps, in the future more and more children will take the initiative to join in.

That's it for floors one to four.

The basement was originally divided into two halves, and it seemed to be designed for storage. One half was used to store red wine, and the other half was made into a cigar room, where cigars and tobacco could be stored.

However, Mori Yuesha was not interested in this, nor did she want her children to become alcoholics or smokers, so despite the designer's sad expression, she chose to demolish the renovated basement and turn it into a home theater.

The valuable cedar boards and the small amount of red wine were sold or hidden by Mori Yuesha. She threw a few bottles at home, preparing to give them to Hiratsuka Shizuka next time.

Regarding the home theater, it may be the most expensive part of this renovation, but for a girl it is really a drop in the bucket.

"Then please take inventory of the items, including checking for damage. I'll just wait here for a moment."

After the move, the manager took out the delivery note and asked Mori Yuesha to sign.

Alia waved her hand and let the children out to check their belongings.

She had very few things of her own, so she just had to take a quick look to make sure the large items were not dented - to be honest, even if they were dented, she didn't know whether she should feel bad about the decoration of the house or bring the cheap furniture herself.

Mori Yuesha sat on the sofa with the pendant, chatting with the manager one sentence after another, which inevitably received many sighs.

"Your house is truly amazing."

As someone who often leads moving teams, he has seen quite a few families' houses.

There are many wealthy families, but it is much more shocking that someone could take out such a luxurious set with just a wave of his hand, and it was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Chapter 62 Dinner

"These are all the property left by my father. I don't have much ability, so I can only rely on these properties to make a living."

Mori Yuesa was playing with her cuffs nonchalantly, while Agatsuma Yuno was covering her mouth and laughing.

The manager rolled his eyes in his heart.

……keep the wolf from the door?

How reluctant?

Anyway, these rich people always speak in this tone to the outside world, so the manager is not surprised.

Not: 'Well, I don't work hard for money! It's mainly for the ideals and all the people who follow me.'

It's: 'I don't like money. I even hate it!'

'What do I need money for? What?! Am I sick!'

That’s hard to say…

From this perspective, this girl's "making do" can be considered acceptable...

"Have you redecorated this place?"

The man continued to make small talk. Agatsuma Yuno walked around for a while, took out two bottles of water from the refrigerator and handed them to Mori Yuesa and the man.

"Yes, that's right. The conference room and massage room are useless for these children to live in, so they have to be demolished." Mori Yuesha nodded, and the man continued.

"Excuse me, but may I ask the price?" After the manager carefully tested her, Mori Yuesha nodded and gave a number.

"Five, five hundred million?!"

The man was dumbfounded not because it was expensive, but on the contrary, because it was too cheap.

"It's worth it! Did you buy it a long time ago? It's not available at this price now."

"If the land is over 400 square meters, the indoor area should be square meters?"

The man estimated the size of the house and kept sighing, "A house of more than 400 square meters, right here in Shibuya Shopping Street... only costs 500 million. Sigh."

Middle-aged men begin to be dissatisfied with their circumstances, mostly starting with houses and women.

The manager with a lifeless look didn't want to talk to Mori Yuesa anymore. He stood up and began to walk around the house, trying to use his last time to take one more look at the house.

"Even if it's 500 million, he can't afford it. He's just a manager, but he talks as if he missed a huge opportunity." Gasai Yuno leaned back in the sofa, resting her head on Mori Tsukisa's shoulder and started complaining.

"People are like this, always thinking 'I missed another opportunity', regretting it, and convincing myself 'If only I could grasp it', and finally encouraging myself 'I must grasp it next time, if I grasp it...' You see, people will start to daydream like this."

In fact, the next opportunity will still be missed and you will still not be able to grasp it.

For some people, life is an immersive experience - immersed in their own fantasies.

Agatsuma Yuno was laughing so hard that her body shook. "You are the sharp-tongued girl. I feel more and more that Yuesha seems to like to attack other people's sore spots. Where is the gentle and silent girl just now?"

"As soon as I came back here, I became arrogant." Mori Yuesha summed up her own personality: "...Anyway, I threw my slovenliness and bad temper to Alia and the children."

"That's something called 'reality'." Agatsuma Yuno blinked: "Do the same to me in the future."

Mori Tsukisa turned her head and looked at Agatsuma Yuno.

The girl's slightly upturned lips were painted with lipstick, which appeared lean and crystal clear at a close distance, and her sparkling light-colored pupils exuded some indescribable meaning.

Mori Yuesa twirled her black hair with her fingertips, leaning on the sofa and looking at her.

The two people approached each other in silence, the sound of their heartbeats rumbling in their ears.

The berry sweetness of Agatsuma Yuno and the light grassy scent of Mori Tsukisa mixed together, and a kind of blushing desire sank into the sofa.