Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Momoko will answer."

This is an urban legend from a distant time that came out from nowhere. It is not as scary as the flower boy in the toilet, nor as widely spread as the pen fairy. Compared with those popular legends, the setting of the omniscient peach is much more clever.

It can be verified.

The Pen Fairy can't do that, but if you hold a few hands together, the pen will move naturally.

Peaches are different.

It actually picks up the phone - if you're lucky.

Beep...beep...beep...

Call yourself.

The peach that picks up the phone will answer any question you have - it knows everything, as long as you ask.

Please note that if the call is answered without any questions.

Little sister Peach will appear in your...

Behind.

So, before making the above preparations.

Remember to prepare your questions.

Click.

The blonde girl looked at her friends around her in surprise.

Silently lip-synced:

"Yes, yes!"

The surprised girls urged the Chosen One to ask questions.

It can answer any question, how great.

"Moshimoshi, here's Peach!"

The voice came from the receiver.

It was a child's voice that was sharp but not harsh.

The girl was very happy.

"Moshimoshi! Do you have any questions that you need Taozi to answer?"

awesome!

They succeeded!

The girls holding their cell phones high jumped in front of the flames, their shadows like ink splashed in the darkness.

Chapter 18 Enlightening Flowers and Flower Appreciators

"Have you been secretly exercising recently?"

Classroom, recess.

Aki Tomoya handed a tissue to Mori Tsukisa.

There were beads of sweat on the faces and noses of the two girls, and a few strands of hair stuck to their foreheads.

——Mori Tsukisa is okay, her sports performance is basically no more than other numbers: first, always first. But Eriri is completely the opposite.

The golden porcelain doll has never won a positive ranking.

What's more, she had asked for leave from most of the classes due to "illness".

Why suddenly...

Just came in second place?

"When did you..."

Eriri and Mori Tsukisa looked at each other.

"Is it possible that just being a 'contact' is enough to make the body so strong?"

Mori Tsukisa answered Eriri with the same look.

"Do you think coming in second is powerful?"

Mori Yuesa doesn't think this kind of enhancement can be considered an enhancement, but from the personal experience of Eriri, who has been a snail for ten thousand years, she can really feel that her body has improved - at least, running has become much easier.

If this kind of enhancement is followed, it’s no wonder that Mori Yuesha can fly around.

"Morning jog. If it's morning jog, Ms. Renye won't be able to get up at all."

Aki Tomoya explained in frustration: "I haven't been working at a maid shop recently, so stop talking about it. Since you went there, you've been laughed at every day."

"Did you buy the game you wanted?"

Ren also nodded: "And figurines. Speaking of which, Tsukihime's comics..."

Mori Yuesha smiled: "Thank you for the tissue, goodbye."

An Yilun also:...

"Hit where it hurts." Eriri taunted Mori Tsukisa: "The comics of the pigeon spirit no longer belong to the pigeon spirit itself, right? They belong to all the co-creators."

"Nonsense, the editor obviously agreed to it."

"Does that mean you agree? You are forcing me." Eriri didn't think that a good editor would agree to such an unreasonable request from Mori Yuesa. It's just that you are too lazy.

"I?"

It was as if I had heard a huge joke.

"Me? I'm lazy?"

Mori Yuesha laughed: "I'm lazy??"

Point to your face.

"I'm - lazy?"

"What do you mean by that look of disbelief? Did you sleep well in the last class?"

The lies in the forest balloon burst with just a poke.

"How did you know I was asleep..."

"Because I... have eyes?"

Eriri said disdainfully, "Ms. Benisaka has worked very hard. It's a great misfortune in her life that she made an exception and became your editor. Do you know how many people want to join her project?"

"Eh? Does that include Shining?"

"Of course..."

Eriri said reluctantly: "It's just... my talent, my talent is not enough..."

Is it talent?

"Eri is very talented."

In Mori Yuesha's opinion, Miss Silly is just still growing up. Currently, the two things she is best at are painting and underestimating her own talents.

"certainly not."

Eriri lay on her arms, and an image of a girl almost the same age as her emerged in her mind.

At that age, they are called "young national treasures"...

Own…

I am just an ordinary person.

Mori Yuesha, only someone with a talent like Mori Yuesha can be compared to that person.

"Eh…"

There were some things that should have been said more appropriately by Tomoya Aki, but she saw that the other party seemed to agree.

There was no other way. Mori Yuesha stroked her limp hair and said, "Lions have the talents of lions, and birds have the talents of birds. Big things have big temptations, and ordinary things have ordinary ease..."

Eriri raised her head sharply and made a biting motion: "Don't make up the second half of the sentence!"

"Hehe... What's the matter with Yinglili all of a sudden?"

Eriri was just struggling with her 'talent'.

When I suddenly caught a glimpse of the erupting volcano, my match seemed insignificant in the cold wind.

"In that case, Eriri is indeed a dull painter compared to Cézanne and Dali."

"Who wants to compare with Cézanne? He is great! A great painter! One of the greatest painters in the world..."

Mori Yuesa held her golden ponytail and swung it back and forth.

"So, Eriri admits that she can't compare to Cézanne? Then Monet? Rembrandt, too?"

Mori Tsukisa didn't understand what Eriri was struggling with.

It's not all obvious.

“No one can compare to them, but don’t people still paint?”

Ying Lili made an imperceptible "hmm" sound.

Fun, fun is the most important thing.

Like interesting things, love to put in the effort, and then... bloom.

Or apoptosis.

How interesting!

"Those with talent have received gifts, but I'm not bad either, am I?"

Right? Eriri.

Devotion to one's heart makes the human soul splendid, and just two of the most beautiful and brilliant flowers are only the embellishment of the whole sea of ​​flowers.

Some bloom well, some don't; some bloom for a long time, some wither quickly. They wither and die in the mud and become nutrients. Then, the rotten roots become the memory of the next bloom.

It is rare for people who appreciate flowers to enlighten them.

"Eri, just bloom your own flowers. I don't know who you envy - the other person should not be as good as those great painters, right? So, you two are equally bad, do you feel happier thinking this way?"

Eriri: ...

not at all.

and.

"It's hard to imagine that the guy who said this is a pigeon... I really want to record it and let your fans see your ugly face."

The only thing Mori Tsukisa cares about is fun, and a girl driven by fun is doomed to be unable to stay in love for certain things. If we judge by this, she is really not as good as Eriri.

“Ahahahaha, I originally wanted to post a topic for them, saying, “I’m traveling to another world, I’ll talk about comics when I come back~ eh~” But they didn’t believe me. ”

Aki Tomoya pushed the frame: Indeed, after all, we are all educated.

"It's true. I seldom lie."

What you said is a lie.

Eriri frowned and snatched her ponytail back from Mori Yuesa.

she…

Of course I understand what Mori Yuesha meant.

In fact, she is more determined than Mori Yuesa.

——The reason why Mori Tsukisa doesn’t care is partly because she doesn’t care, but Eriri can’t do that.

She really loves it, not just playing around with her talent like some people do.