Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned her face to the other side to avoid the burning gaze.

"Yes, yes..."

Being stared at, she seemed as stupid as Eriri.

Kasumigaoka Utaha bit her lower lip secretly and said stubbornly: "Lava River - weird, have you been playing with tarot cards recently?"

Mori Yuesa shook her head, and her gaze seemed like a breeze caressing the girl's neck.

"I smelled it. Isn't Senior planning to hold a ceremony?"

pat.

The low heels stopped and the paper bag hit the leg.

Kasumigaoka Utaha held her breath and closed her eyes.

Found out? How is that possible?

"actually…"

She didn't know whether she should tell Mori Yuesa.

During this period of time, she was involved in the dance organization, and the rituals involving life and death made it difficult for her to trust anyone around her. However, Mori Yuesha gave her the feeling that she was a collection of seductive monsters in some rumors and stories -

While singing her a song with his mournful and alluring voice to anchor her in the reef-filled bay, he held her hand and smiled seductively.

'Got you.'

Siren said.

A shudder pierced the lion's mind.

pat.

The heel starts again.

"Actually, I'm..."

The lioness lowered her head, but Mori Yuesa was too lazy to pry into these secrets.

She didn't even bother to guess Agatsuma Yuno.

"Hey, just tell me if you need any help. Don't tell me secrets. My brain can't hold so many important things - I have to put in the ice cream scoops."

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused after being interrupted, and then changed direction: "Really... Then..."

"I've been very concerned about the word 'secret' lately."

Mori Yuesha immediately understood and patted her chest in a very trustworthy manner.

"Well done, senior! Hey... I have a secret now, and no one should know it."

No one... knows?

that…

The girl tiptoed and blew her warm breath and secrets into the ears of the other girl.

The secret is...

"I…"

Pause.

He smiled smugly:

"hungry!"

Ugh.

Kasumigaoka Utaha pinched her cheeks, having no idea what to do with the little lunatic who was blinking her big wet eyes.

Mori Tsuki…

You are such a cold and sentimental monster.

You know, your smell, your madness, your neurosis; your eyes, nose, tongue; your voice, your temperature - it tempts me to conquer you all the time.

Or, you can do it another way.

You come to conquer me.

Chapter 17 Moshimoshi

Mori Yuesha didn’t think so much at all. She was just a mama’s girl who occasionally said harsh words and played pranks.

——The fact that the profiler didn’t give any hint doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

Nagini was right about one thing: if she wanted to, she could even make a stone or a piece of pig iron fall in love with her.

Although the ability "Legendary Charm" was mentioned in the profile at the beginning, in Mori Yuesa's understanding, at most it was the level where the character controlled in the game could talk to NPCs.

Just a very basic, non-annoying eye contact.

Just take a look and forget about it.

——The fact that the profiler didn’t give any hint doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

From the rabbit's perspective, it is fully understandable that lions and tigers are top predators that pose a threat and create a sense of oppression.

But from another perspective, it is difficult for these creatures at the top of the food chain to understand how terrible they are to their prey.

Those in high positions who hunt by instinct always have difficulty recognizing themselves.

Girls who instinctively worship or get close to higher beings also fall deeper and deeper into depravity.

What's more, he is a mama's boy who has no self-awareness at all.

…………

……

The three of them wandered around outside for the entire afternoon, and only separated at a fork in the road when the sun set. The continuous "surprises" throughout the day made Eriri's mind a mess, but Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had already made up her mind, understood a lot more.

“No wonder… No wonder the government has been vaguely supporting some industries since a few months ago.”

Not to mention other things, just based on the news I’ve received in my own industry - all major library companies have received a sum of special official support funds to support special categories that have not been doing well.

I think the same is true for other entertainment industries.

This is about preparing for the future in advance.

Utaha Kasumigaoka was walking home on the brown-red road carrying a bag of stockings.

"Moxi moxi..."

There seemed to be a fire in the small park on the way.

What is this doing?

With his heels tapping the pavement, he made a detour around Kasumigaoka, choosing to avoid it from the other end—bypassing the must-go small park.

As she got closer, she saw several young girls.

Probably, about the same age as her. They were wearing colorful clothes and surrounding a burning fire.

Beer cans, cigarettes and bags of snacks scattered all over the floor.

It is very common to see children who are not good at studying and have too much energy.

Several drunk and excited girls were shouting while holding their cell phones, but when Kasumigaoka Utaha passed by, they suddenly became quiet and looked at her coldly.

He walked past without stopping and without looking around.

"cut…"

They were allergic to this kind of serious, pretentious high-class flower. He muttered a curse word and turned his attention back to his friend.

"Hurry up, the time is almost up."

The blond girl among the girls urged, and each face looked strangely excited in the firelight.

hurry up.

The time is coming.

Kasumigaoka wrinkled his nose and casually glanced at the place where the female students gathered - several of them had pulled out razor blades, the only one who didn't was the blonde girl holding the cell phone.

Young face...

Very spooky.

Just like the ones she had seen with Huo Jianshe.

Do these idiots know what they are doing?

——"Peach Peach! Kind and beautiful peach!"

They have already started.

Like a possessed psychic or a shaman with oracle vision, several girls in uniforms performed a weird dance around the fire - to be honest, it would have been quite normal in Akihabara during the day.

But it's night now.

The girls gathered around the fire seemed unaware of their friends, and their faces became increasingly grim.

The blade cut my wrist and dripped onto the flames, making a scorching hissing sound, and an alluring fragrance penetrated my nostrils.

The pleats of the skirt swayed, and the students' shoes gradually stepped out of a regular rhythm.

"Peach! The all-knowing and all-powerful Peach!"

"The time is almost up!"

"Please answer the phone!"

The girl's clear voice was slightly distorted into a low, strange, neutral tone. The strange man hiding in the iron barrel and whispering was quietly watching them from the top of the barrel - and the creature in the barrel was completely unaware of the strangeness of his own behavior.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed and hurried away.

——She has truly felt the "mysterious" fluctuations, and felt it as a "contactee".

This is not going to end well for these kids.

Ever since she stepped into another world, she paid special attention to these so-called urban legends or the half-horror, half-flirting games that adolescent boys and girls liked - such as the Ouija board or the pen fairy.

Huojianshe also hinted to her not to commit suicide.

Compared with adults, the adventurous factor in the blood of young people can better manipulate these ignorant children to do dangerous things. It was fine before, but now, they are like candles in the dark.

Urban legend... This was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes. Was it a ritual? A ritual that succeeded by chance?

My head was thinking about something and my legs were moving faster and faster.

She would not do anything unnecessary. She could not save these guys who were looking for death. Is he a high school student from a nearby school? It seems.

it's a pity.

Kasumigaoka Utaha quietly sensed the mysterious boundary and walked faster and faster.

"Peach! The almighty Peach!"

"The phone is coming!"

The soft woman was melted into a strange rhythm in the flames, and the dynamic picture was silently distorted. The blade fell to the ground, and the blond girl and several friends who danced strangely smiled at each other.

Hold up your phone.

I dialed my own number using my own phone.

"Blood dancing in flames."

"The blood is dancing on my body."

"The body dances in flames."

"Dance...dance like a corpse."

"At a certain time, call yourself using your own cell phone."

"Do it well."