Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

This is the heart of the country.

It's all solid and fucking frozen.

Just like freshly made ice cubes without bubbles.

At the ice sculpture exhibition on land, the legislators may be able to set up a table outside to work; if it is summer, it can also save electricity bills for air conditioning.

"Isn't this a bit of a joke?"

This time Nick Fury did not come alone. He brought two men with him, standing on his left and right. The black man half sat on the sofa, staring at the cheerful man in front of him and getting angrier and angrier.

Just after he received the subpoena, two days later, the Capitol Hill froze. Moreover, according to the information he had, the girl named 'Mori Yuesha' had the ability to use supernatural powers...

That's Capitol Hill.

"So you're telling me it has nothing to do with you?"

Stark slowly savored the instant coffee that Happy had just brought, his face full of aftertaste.

“Rich but not dry; smooth on the palate…”

"Tony Stark."

"Oh, it really has nothing to do with me."

Nick Fury pressed the round table, furious: "You have to thank Washington for its good drainage system, otherwise, the thawing of the iceberg several dozen meters high would be enough to flood two large neighborhoods - what did your 'sister' do!!"

Ok…

Mori Yuesha didn't do anything either.

I asked this question on the day I left.

"My nephew, I'll help you get that hearing done."

The man, who was busy fiddling with his newly acquired oil painting, didn't pay any attention and just waved his hand in response.

As a result, he not only got an oil painting of his father sitting on the mast and looking into the distance when he was a child, but also got a huge iceberg that shocked the whole of America...

The reason is: his hearing was held there a week later.

So, Mori Yuesha felt.

"Why not just make it so that the hearing can't be held?"

"It's so simple that I can't even think of it."

What a smart guy.

Stark was troubled, but he couldn't show weakness in front of Nick Fury. He couldn't really admit that the huge summer refreshing frozen meal was made by Mori Yuesha.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

In the end, you can only stick to this point.

"Stark!"

Nick Fury was furious.

If you want to freeze it, just freeze it. Why not freeze the north wing of the Capitol? The lawn on the east side is where the inauguration ceremony is held before every president takes office.

Senate Committee Inaugural Plaza All All…

It's all turned into a lump of ice.

Their government has become a joke.

"I heard it's quite hot in America recently."

Fxck u Stark.

"It really wasn't me." Tony looked innocent: "I'm not that capable. How about... Stark Industries pay for the cleaning?"

...Do you mind your cleaning fee?

"Ahem... Look. If we can melt several pools of water every day, then those beautiful ladies who dress up well don't have to go to Beverly Hills to attend pool parties at night. They can just open champagne and change into swimsuits at the convenience store on the next street to Capitol Hill."

The black face became even darker.

He said nothing, just stared at Stark.

"Stark Industries still sympathizes with those politicians out of humanitarian spirit, but it would be nice if the sudden iceberg could cool down their overheated brains...right?" Tony insisted, since you had no evidence anyway.

Nick Fury stood up by the table and said viciously: "You'd better not let me find that girl."

Just this one action earned him so much spit and abuse. This bastard still looked smug and said, "I know but I won't admit it." Tony Stark...

"It's better not to let me find out that she did it."

Stark finished his coffee and wiped the corners of his mouth. He stood up and waved to Happy, and the driver and bodyguard who came after hearing the news put a thick windbreaker on him.

"Newly bought, especially resistant to cold. I can donate dozens of sets to you in my personal name."

There was a big "get out" written on the black man's face.

"All right…"

"Have a nice winter, then?"

Nick Fury stared at Stark and his driver politely as they left the cafe.

For a while…

He burst into laughter.

"Boss?"

"Don't worry about me," he lowered his head and waved his hands, "Drive the car over here."

Mori Tsuki…

Tony Stark.

How did I end up with these two things?

“The government…”

Stark denied it and the girl disappeared again. How could they explain it?

The black man put on his leather jacket and glanced at the clueless newbie.

"How do I explain—?"

“Tell them:”

“Welcome to Snowy Washington.”

Act 3 Stairway to the Sun

Chapter 1 Return and——by chance

Purple flocculent mist passed through time and space, and fell into the window along with the mottled shadows of the trees. Time did not go far, and in the gentle energy storm, the blown black hair and a pair of hazy eyes gradually appeared.

The storm slowly gathered and my pupils turned from blurry to clear.

The warm and bright light hit the black piano keys, with tiny sounds floating up and down in the light path; occasionally, the howling of boys could be heard on the playground, accompanied by the rustling sound of the branches blown by the wind.

This is the campus.

The view is clear.

thump—

The bass broke the silence in the classroom.

She has come back.

From another world.

Mori Yuesha pushed away the piano stool, twisted her waist and massaged her arms...

He stood up and pushed the door open.

squeak…

Gah…

A gust of wind blew on my face, followed by a "bang"!

The floor is full of textbooks.

thump.

The figure that bumped into him fell flat on his face.

The reckless girl didn't notice the classroom door opening inwards and dived into Mori Yuesha's arms.

"Eh…"

"Feel sorry?"

She has short dark hair, is neither short nor tall, has regular facial features, a curvy figure, and... fairly delicate skin.

This face...seems...

"Kato? Kato Megumi?" Mori Tsukisa blinked, bent down and reached out to pull the girl up: "Sorry, are you hurt?"

Hearing the other party calling her name, Kato Megumi was stunned. She brushed the hem of her skirt and shook her head.

"No... I should be the one to apologize. I was in such a hurry to get the book that I didn't see this person, this person... Ah, may I ask your name——"

"Mori Tsukisa."

"Mori Yuesha? I seem to have heard of your name... I'm sorry, I just--"

"It's okay, I'll pick it up for you."

Mori Yuesha squatted down with a smile and stacked the books one by one. One of the books had its cover torn off in half, as if it had been hit or dropped.

The bad ones don't hinder reading.

"What should I do about this?"

Kato Megumi pursed her lips, and when a look of distress flashed across her face, she said the opposite. After all, it was she who bumped into the person coming out of the music classroom recklessly, and she couldn't blame the other person anyway.

"I will compensate the school."

Mori Yuesha looked at the cover.

The Hunting Code: An Autobiography of a Woodland Hunter

Then look at the short-haired girl with an expressionless face as she put the books on display.

"…The course also includes…hunting?"

"It's a personal hobby." Kato Hui lowered her eyes: "Because it's a personal hobby, there is no subsidy, and the damage must be compensated at the original price... No, what I mean is, I'm very sorry for bumping into you..."

The girl squatted on the ground, nodding her head and apologizing like a baby animal. The piled books almost blocked her view - how did she go downstairs carrying the mountain of books?

"Well...it's not that I have no responsibility at all."

Mori Yuesha noticed Kato Megumi's outfit, especially her shoes, her fingers, and her palms, plus the girl's fleeting look of sadness just now...

"It looks like an interesting book. Why don't you give it to me?"

Mori Yuesha thought about it, folded the pages, and put away the "Hunting" book with half of the cover torn off.

"Eh…?"

"I said, I want it."

Mori Tsukisa patted Kato Megumi's shoulder and helped her share half of the 'mountain of books'. "Just report it lost to the library. Hmm... let me think, how about exchanging contact information? I'll transfer the money to you, and you can help me compensate the library."

"It was obviously my fault—"

"Oh, caring so much will cause wrinkles."

"I'm just a high school student, talking about wrinkles..."

"Okay, okay~"