Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

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The lines of dimension are messy and disordered, yet at some point they become uniform, entangled and dispersed in front of the girl.

A pulling sensation appeared out of nowhere.

In the bathroom, Mori Yuesha watched helplessly as the whirlpools in front of her rolled up her body, and then slowly disappeared into the void.

On the muddy roadside, a straight purple line cut through the space. A girl wearing a light-colored shirt and high-waisted jeans took a step and stepped out of the void.

The little boots on his feet sank into the mud.

In front of her, an old-fashioned street lamp was jumping ber, ber, and the dust on the top of the lamp shell was shaking off, causing the girl to subconsciously take a few steps back.

She looked up.

This is a vast swamp.

Small, bumpy puddles of water can be seen everywhere, and the larger ones seem to have been casually fenced with a circle of crooked fences nailed around them to prevent people from accidentally entering them and getting into danger.

These fences continue to curve and form a path, at the end of which is a stretch of dark green forest.

The air is filled with the scent of fresh earth, which you never smell in big cities.

Mori Yuesha took a deep breath and looked up: it was the smell of a sky full of stars and the fields full of joy.

The wind rushed in from the woods, making a rustling sound.

Under the moonlight, every puddle faithfully reflected the light. Looking along the quiet road, it seemed as if a giant beast covered with silver scales was lurking in the swamp.

It seems to come up occasionally for a nap, exposing its back.

ber, ber, ber——

Ah, forgot about this street light.

"Hello?" Mori Yuesha retracted her gaze, bowed slightly, and greeted the bouncing street lamp.

At least the previous world was full of humans... No, not all of them.

At least it's a humanoid, right?

The street lamp seemed happy to get the response. It hopped a few times on one foot, nodded, and the flame inside the lamp shell burned even more vigorously.

"I just happened to be passing by... huh?"

The street lamp shook its head and jumped and turned its body - if the lamp head was assumed to be the front side, it was indeed pointing its head to the other side of the road.

"Would you like me to join you, Mr. Streetlight?"

ber, ber, ber——

"Okay. Well, thank you for the treat..."

The path was very narrow, and Mori Yuesha followed with one deep step and one shallow step.

The street lamp in front jumped very fast, and its foot was a white-gloved hand. Every time it jumped, Mori Yuesha was worried that it would throw her head off and cause a fire that could not be extinguished...

Or thrown into a puddle in the swamp, and after a puff of smoke, she would lose the friend she had just met.

After walking for about five minutes, Mori Yuesa saw her destination.

At the end of the road, there is an old brick-concrete house with a thatched roof.

Mr. Street Lamp pushed open the wooden fence with a clang, and then, to Mori Yuesa's surprise, he shrank his body and hung his head on the eaves of the fence.

The eaves of the door are actually the center of a wooden branch.

"Mr. Streetlight, is this really okay?"

Weird street lights...Mori Yuesa thought of the "girl worm" again.

The street lamp nodded, as if to say: Keep your head high and walk forward, girl! My head will illuminate the direction you are heading.

No, that was just Mori Yuesa’s blind guess.

It just shook a few times, and the wooden door of the earthen house opened a crack.

squeak-

"Please come in, guest from afar."

An old voice came from the crack in the door, and along with the voice came a dim warm light.

Swamps, dark forests, magic street lamps...

By the way, is there a witch living here?

Mori Yuesha walked towards the earthen house cautiously, tiptoeing and looking back every few steps. She stretched out her finger and gently pushed open the wooden door with her fingertips.

"Excuse me." She waited for a few seconds, but no one answered, so she pushed the door open and walked in.

Click.

It was not until Mori Yuesha came in that she realized that this place seemed to be full of life, in stark contrast to the cold swamp outside.

On the right is a long stove, supported by a cabinet painted apple green. There is a small arch on the wall of the stove to store firewood for burning. Various thick cooking utensils are hung on the terracotta brick wall.

On the left was a long brown lacquered wooden table with an uneaten apple on it, steam coming out of the white porcelain teapot, and a corner of the cherry cake was missing.

The phonograph in the corner played the tinkling music of the glockenspiel. The whole room looked warm and elegant in the dim light.

It's like a fairy tale.

"Hello, guest from afar."

Repeated words.

Mori Yuesa turned around and found that her owner had just closed the door.

He was an old man with a broad and strong build but not tall.

When she looked up at Mori Yuesa, her long nose almost poked her chin, her eyelids were painted with thick purple eyeshadow, her hair was piled high, and the pointed nails on her hands were painted blood red.

She put her hands behind her back and walked around Mori Yuesa in a circle, her big head moving slowly and making 'hmm, hmm' sounds from time to time.

"I'm really sorry to bother you so late." Mori Yuesha took two steps back and bowed again.

"Ah, it's alright, respected walker of all realms."

The old man's seriousness gradually disappeared, and as if he was sure of something, he smiled friendly and responded politely.

"Please rest assured." She extended her hand to invite Mori Yuesha to sit down: "Guests who have come from afar, we can eat and chat at the same time."

Mori Yuesa was really a little hungry.

She didn't eat much at dinner.

And the mother-in-law in front of me at this moment seems to be a friendly old lady?

Mori Yuesha shook her head, shaking out the scary creatures like swamp witches, magical black wizards, etc.

"My name is Mori Yuesha, you can call me Sha." Mori Yuesha nodded with a smile.

"No problem, Sa-chan, come on, eat something quickly." She held up her dark blue skirt and sat opposite Mori Tsukisa, "Just call me Zeniba."

At this point, she seemed to remember something: "Oh, by the way, I am a witch. The Swamp Witch."

Mori Tsukisa: ...

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Chapter 7: Granny Qian's nursery rhyme lesson

Granny Zeni had to work very hard to convince Mori Tsukisa, who was about to draw her knife, that she was a "kind" grandmother.

"You know about planeswalkers, too?"

This was the name that she heard from Granny Qian when she first entered the door.

Mori Yuesa elegantly raised the teacup and started the conversation.

“Hahaha, don’t you know?” Granny Qian laughed heartily: “From the moment you stepped over, I felt a dimensional force taking root in my territory.”

"You've met many planeswalkers?"

Granny Qian smiled and nodded, but said something quite different: "Who knows?"

Mori Yuesa looked at Granny Zeni.

So far, there are two types of people she hates the most in her life. The first type is people who only speak half the truth.

So, both types of people are annoying.

￣へ￣

"Hahaha, just kidding. Look, the last time I saw people like you was in the 90s... I think it's been about 90 years."

Granny Qian took out a bound cloth book with a torn cover from somewhere, jumped onto the chair, put on her glasses, and searched page by page, occasionally tapping her tongue with her index finger.

"Ah... let me see..."

The sound of turning pages.

"Oh, here I found it."

"——So his name is Jace Beleren. It's been ninety years." She looked at it for a while, closed the book, and said to Mori Yuesha who was full of doubt: "He is a guy who can easily manipulate people's hearts..."

"Manipulate people's minds?"

"Yes, a scary guy. The source of power is the mind. However, Xiaosha is also a very special person." She looked at Mori Yuesha who was still eating with her big eyes. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and the kind smile reminded Mori Yuesha of Alia.

"Is it special?" Mori Yuesa took the steaming porridge handed over by Granny Zeni and thanked her softly.

"Yes, every planeswalker is special." Granny Qian's purple eyeshadow gave her an inexplicable sense of mystery. "Although they don't have the power to manipulate minds, every planeswalker seems to have their own unique abilities."

Mori Yuesha nodded.

This is exactly what my "perfect princess" is like.

"In addition to being a planeswalker who awakened on his own, you also carry a bit of the energy of the source world. Your world is mysteriously reviving."

"What does mysterious resurrection mean?" Mori Yuesa thought of the worm girl and the chaos shown in the profile.

"It's just that many ordinary people will gain extraordinary abilities. It's not important. You will find out the details slowly."

At this point, she suddenly remembered something and clapped her hands: "Oh, it's been too long, my brain doesn't work well anymore. Please wait a moment."

"Here? Oh, here. It tastes a little strange though."

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Granny Qian handed over a small gray wooden box the size of a palm: "But this is necessary, eat it."

The outside of this wooden box is painted red, but due to the age, it has become somewhat mottled and peeling.

"This is?"

Mori Yuesa opened the small wooden box that Granny Zeni handed to her. Inside was a purple velvet lining with a small black dumpling in the center.

"This is not the human world. If you stay with gods and ghosts for too long, bad things will happen. You should have discovered that, right?"

Granny Zeni pointed at Mori Tsukisa's hand holding the teacup.

Her white fingers were a little unclear in the steam.

Mori Yuesha held it up in front of her eyes and looked at it over and over again. It seemed that the transparency was slowly crawling along her fingers and covering her body.

She turned her gaze to the black balls again: "Profiler."

[Existence Jade: Forbidden! The boundary between gods and monsters, mortals are not allowed to enter! Anyone who enters will be considered as "disappearing from the gods"! ]

[This black thing can keep the eater alive, allowing you to enjoy your old age here. ]

Enjoy your old age...

"Is this okay?" Mori Yuesa pinched a meatball and stuffed it into her mouth. It tasted bitter and rough. She quickly took a mouthful of porridge and swallowed it.

There was no way. She really couldn't accept the medicine. After all, she hadn't been sick for a long time.

It was truly miraculous—she looked at her recovered body in the mirror, and the sense of transparency finally disappeared.

Mori Tsukisa bowed to Zeniba and said, "Thank you so much."

"Hahaha, that's nothing. People like you can never help exploring new places. The 'Existence Jade' is not a big deal, it just depends on who you meet... If it's her, you might have to work for her for decades. Although the time between the worlds is not synchronized..."

"Oh, she is an insufferable person..."