Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Mori Yuesa put down the pot with lingering fear.

Agatsuma Yuno, Aoyama Nanami and Machida Mariko, the three girls just hid outside the door with their heads exposed, clinging to the door frame with their hands, quietly staring at Mori Tsukisa cooking and listening to her humming a song.

Mori Yuesha had no choice but to wave at them.

The picture was torn, the flowers withered, and the huge trees collapsed.

The three girls at the door saw the angry Mori Yuesha and their eyes showed a slightly complicated look.

"It sounds really good! It sounds really good!"

Aoyama Nanami clapped her hands excitedly, stood on tiptoe, and shouted to Mori Yuesa: "Hurry up and send the demo to the record company, I will have friends in the entertainment industry around me!"

"Would you like to try being a voice actor? It would be a shame not to use a voice like this!"

Mori Yuesha untied her apron and straightened her hair nonchalantly, but she thought Aoyama Nanami was making a fuss: "I'm still far from being as professional as you guys."

"That..." Machida Mariko also listened to the whole thing. Since Nanami Aoyama started speaking, she has been thinking about how to describe it.

“It’s like being in the forest, right?”

Machida Mariko's words were affirmed by Agatsuma Yuno.

She said in an inquiring tone: "You sang such a strange tone so naturally..."

Machida Mariko said with a look of "yes, yes, yes", "At first I just thought it sounded nice, but later, giant trees reaching into the clouds began to appear in my mind, and the lantern grass and other plants also became very big..."

"There are rabbits and gray horses running through the forest, and the sound of the brook gurgling is right beside my ears..."

Nanami Aoyama didn't feel that much, she just simply thought it sounded nice - but the actions of the two traitors around her only highlighted her lack of culture.

Unhappy.

-`д?-

"Well, since you're here, please help carry it over."

Mori Tsukisa stuffed the pot into Nanami Aoyama's hands, then found the cutlery and handed it to Yuno, my wife, while Mariko Machida was responsible for getting the soda.

The three of them sighed as they walked.

"Sister Yuesha, have you ever studied vocal music?"

"As far as I know... no." Yuno Agatsuma shook her head in confusion.

The feeling just now was really strange. Having come into contact with the "mystery", Yuno Agatsuma certainly knew what happened.

But looking at it this way, this girl, Machida Mariko... is very perceptive.

"It's talent. Mori Yuesha seems to be able to do everything well."

Nanami Aoyama held the pot and muttered, her face puffed up: "So I said I hate the term 'talent', it's really discouraging..."

"If Nanami brings Yuesha-nee to a voice audition next time, that classic story will happen."

Machida Mariko smiled teasingly, revealing her dimples: "My best friend and I went for the interview, and she was chosen!"

Aoyama Nanami felt that this possibility couldn't be greater...

The pot was placed on the table with a stove underneath.

Nanami Aoyama couldn't help but quietly lift the lid and take a peek.

"Ooooooh! Beef! Grilled tofu!"

"And the sauce and-- wow, it's sweet! Authentic Kansai sukiyaki!"

Chapter 66 Killing Sword

The tender beef and vegetables were bubbling in the pot.

The sweet fragrance came out through the gap and filled the living room.

Mori Yuesa washed her hands, walked out of the kitchen barefoot and greeted a few people.

"Okay, okay, sit down, you can eat in a while."

Nanami Aoyama clapped her hands and sniffed the sweet smell, speaking in Kinki dialect unconsciously: "This is an authentic Kansai method."

Mori Tsukisa replied casually: "Nanami's hometown is Osaka, so I made it using the method there."

"Mariko... can you eat something really sweet?"

Machida Mariko lay on Nanami Aoyama's shoulder with her head exposed, sniffing along with the girl in front of her.

"Of course, of course!"

"Shall we have dinner?"

Agatsuma Yuno arranged the chairs and tableware and sat down next to Mori Tsukisa. The two guests didn't say anything as their attention was focused on the pot of sukiyaki.

呲——

Unscrew the iced cola and pour the sauce.

The pot was filled with bright colors, the sugar was dancing with a crackling sound, and the beef was sizzling with oil like snowflakes.

“It’s caramelized beef!”

Nanami Aoyama reached in with her chopsticks, picked out the beef, dipped it in the seasoning, coated it with egg liquid, and couldn't wait to put it into her mouth.

“Full marks!!”

"Hiss—ha—hiss—hot, hot, hot!"

The reckless girl opened her mouth wide, and the hot beef wrapped in sugar and beef fat swirled on the tip of her tongue.

She looked left and right, and asked for help from Mariko Machida beside her, grabbing her shoulders with both hands and shaking her.

"Hot, hot, hot, hot!"

Mori Tsukisa ignored Machida Mariko and the other person who were blowing into Aoyama Nanami's mouth.

She stretched out her chopsticks and picked up some food for my wife Yuno. She seemed to think the same way, and the four chopsticks crossed in the air.

The bubbling pot was bubbling with caramel-flavored bubbles.

Nanami Aoyama didn't spit it out in the end. She forced herself to take a few breaths of cool air and swallowed the beef with ice cola.

"I say, school is about to start, what has Yuesha been busy with recently?"

The four of them ate and chatted about their busy work.

In two weeks, Nanami Aoyama will officially end her part-time job life.

Mariko Machida is also going to start school.

Mori Tsukisa and Yuno Gastuma don't have much to do, except for being urged to submit manuscripts by Akane Akasaka every day, and Yuno Gastuma is causing trouble for herself.

"Kendo..."

Nanami Aoyama ate mushrooms, her cheeks bulging with stuffing: "I always feel that it doesn't match Yuno's temperament."

"You weak and frail young lady, you should learn Kyudo."

Soft and weak?

Mori Yuesa raised an eyebrow.

Speaking of kendo, Mariko Machida seems to know some dojos nearby.

"There is a very famous dojo here, but it seems that the father of the owner of the dojo has been seriously ill abroad recently."

“She went abroad to take care of her family and all her classes were stopped.”

Aoyama Nanami was surprised when she heard this: "Is it that murderer...?"

Agatsuma Yuno interrupted, "Yes, I heard that I broke the pervert's leg and shoulder blade with just a bamboo sword. Was it reported in the news?"

Machida Mariko shook her head. "It's also spread throughout the school. She's a very capable senior. Unfortunately, her father is ill abroad and I heard it's very serious."

"That senior hasn't been back to the dojo in Japan for a long time."

Mori Yuesha was listening attentively at the side - in fact, she was also very interested in cold weapons.

In terms of close combat, under the kind guidance (abuse) of Master Wu Tian, ​​it is completely sufficient for Mori Yuesha. At least, it is enough to face humans.

In addition to a lot of exercise every day, my physical fitness is also slowly improving.

The only thing she knows about cold weapons is that she is still at the stage of learning to speak. She seems to be unstoppable with the knife, but in fact, she only relies on her strong body and speed.

A complete and systematic training is needed...

Maybe, I can wait for that senior student to come back and ask her myself?

This kind of swordsmanship that has been tested in actual combat is more attractive to Mori Yuesha.

"Is there any place to play shooting in Tokyo?"

When we think of cold weapons, we will tend to think of hot weapons.

However, Mori Yuesha did not intend to use it in the source world - considering the possibility of traveling through dimensions in the future, she did not want to be in an emergency situation where the weapon was in front of her but she did not know how to use it.

Agatsuma Yuno shook her head, "The live-fire shooting range here has been completely destroyed. We do have air rifles, but since we mentioned 'live ammunition', I guess air rifles can't meet Yuesha's requirements."

"Eh? Yuesha is interested in such a dangerous thing?"

Nanami Aoyama believes that guns are far from her life: "The hands of those Olympic athletes are full of calluses, and their knuckles may even be deformed. It's too hard."

"It's not an air rifle." Machida Mariko rolled her eyes at Nanami Aoyama who was out of her mind. "If Yuesha wants to play, she can only go abroad. Due to work reasons, I heard from my aunt that she has played shooting in the United States and Thailand. It's very cheap."

Eh?

Remember that there is such a training ground in Tojo Aoi's house?

Tojo Aoi...Tojo family...

Mori Yuesha shook her head and changed the subject with a smile: "I'm just curious, just asking casually. By the way, Yuno's things have been delivered a lot recently, and they are very heavy. Is it made of glass?"

Mori Yuesha was referring to those cardboard boxes.

She didn't unpack it. When she signed for it and moved it into the house, she felt it was quite heavy. There was the sound of glass making noises when it bumped against something.

Like a test tube... or something?

Agatsuma Yuno's face froze, but she forced a smile and waved her hands: "Ah, no, no, these are some ornaments for giving as gifts. Small glass figurines and the like... Didn't Yuesha open it to take a look?"

"Of course not. How can you open other people's things without permission?"

Mori Yuesha mentioned it casually and was about to skip it when Nanami Aoyama beside her asked curiously, "Glass ornaments?"

"A birthday present from Yuno to a friend?"

"I've been fascinated by glass products lately."

Agatsuma Yuno glanced at Nanami Aoyama and nodded perfunctorily.

Tsk.

so annoying.

Nanami Aoyama:?

Did you see it wrong?

——Do you always feel like you’re being glared at?

The hot pot was bubbling, and the four people's stomachs were bulging from eating so much.

Mariko Machida rolled up her sleeves, stood up and volunteered to help clear the table, but was pulled back to the sofa by Nanami Aoyama.

"These two people are friends, so don't be polite at this time. Quick, turn on the TV, I'm watching a drama recently!"

Nanami Aoyama took the remote control, quickly switched to a channel, and jumped onto the sofa.

Machida Mariko smiled bitterly. This ponytailed girl who had always been diligent and positive became very unkempt in front of Mori Tsukisa and Gasai Yuno - but it was her first time after all.

Mori Yuesa saw that Machida Mariko was embarrassed and pulled her up.

"I'll come with you."