Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Chapter 12 Welcome, New Body

The gray reception room.

You can tell it's been cleaned recently - it's still dusty.

"You should fire them." Nagini looked around the room: there were still some cobwebs on the old, shaky bookshelves that hadn't been cleaned up. She frowned and said, "This is irresponsible and extremely unprofessional. If you really want to live here, at least, at least restore some of the historical style of this building, you have to hire a knowledgeable and experienced housekeeper or maid."

Caroline, who was sitting not far away, twitched her lips.

She cleaned this place, thank you.

——That’s right, Nagini brought Mori Yuesha with her. After all, it would be dark soon, and she had no idea how to find a place to stay. She just broke into a house, knocked them out, and then took Mori Yuesha to stay there safely…

It’s better to avoid doing this kind of thing.

If you do it too much, you'll end up like Arrietty.

"It's normal procedure, so..."

This lucky yet unfortunate Miss Caroline is a nurse. Some time ago, she was hired by Mrs. Devereux to take care of her paralyzed husband in bed.

It was unfortunate because during her employment, her employer suffered a stroke and Mr. Ben, who was paralyzed in bed, became more ill.

Lucky...obviously.

Mrs. Devereux, who had a stroke, left all her property to her before the accident.

Is this girl quite likable?

Nagini didn't notice.

"We don't plan to sell this house." Caroline shook the man's hand - her boyfriend, a real estate lawyer: "This is the wealth left to me by Mrs. Devereux. The commemorative significance is greater than anything else. I can't just sell it like this."

Nagini sat up straight. "I understand, Miss Caroline. So, do you agree to the lease?"

Facing Nagini, who called herself a 'maid', Caroline's eyes flashed with deep disgust.

——This bitch’s behavior is even more contrived than people of her time.

"You probably don't have any assets, and you're in a tight financial situation. Excuse me, but relying on the help of your boyfriend, Mr. Luke, is enough to live on, but it's definitely not enough to afford the renovation of this building and the high annual property taxes."

Caroline stroked her blonde hair and frowned: "How do you know..."

"Your information is all on the Internet, as obvious as Asa's breasts."

Unfortunately, only Nagini could hear it.

"Some kind of channel, Miss Caroline. We won't stay here for long." Nagini smiled mysteriously: "My master likes these buildings very much. During our stay, we can bear all the repair and maintenance costs, and we will also pay you an additional 'substantial' accommodation fee."

She emphasized the word "not expensive" and her perfect smile coupled with her condescending tone made Caroline clench her fists tighter and tighter.

She hated Nagini's domineering attitude.

It often reminded her of the torture she had suffered.

Old Thorpe.

However, if it was just a preliminary idea before, after seeing Mori Yuesha's appearance, Caroline's desire to hold the ceremony again became stronger and stronger - she wanted Mori Yuesha.

want to.

Want this silly kid's body and face.

It would be astonishing enough to just show a corner of her wealth.

I want all of her, including...

This maid is as hypocritical as a bitch.

She quietly turned her head to the left and exchanged glances with Luke—Jasfi: the tacit understanding over the years allowed the man to quickly understand his lover's thoughts.

She decided.

Often at this time, it is his turn to appear.

"Actually..." Luke shook Caroline's hand and continued, "As you can see, this house is huge, and Caroline has just taken over. There are still many things we don't understand. Besides, as we just said, she is a caregiver and usually has to take care of Mrs. Devereux's husband, Mr. Ben."

Nagini was too lazy to listen to his useless words and looked at him quietly: "So?"

"So, so." The handsome young lawyer raised his other hand and looked at his watch: "So you can move in, but in addition to the 'renovation costs' and 'accommodation fees' mentioned before, you have to do a favor...you and your master."

"Mori Yuesha." The girl who was reading under the bookshelf turned around and said, "My name is Mori Yuesha."

"Yes, can you do us a 'small favor'?"

Mori Yuesha slammed the book shut: "Tell me about it?"

Luke glanced at Caroline, and only spoke after she nodded hesitantly, "It's like this, Mr. Ben is paralyzed in bed, and I have my own job - these houses, the huge abandoned manor, the lawn, the garden in the back, the wasteland, all need to be taken care of. Most importantly, Caroline was frightened by the previous incident."

The man looked at his lover with concern and gently stroked the back of her hand: "From what you said, you are a trained maid. This will help Caroline."

help…

Meaning, take care of the paralyzed old man at the same time?

"That's it." Luke was a little embarrassed and smiled apologetically at Nagini: "This should be Caroline's job, but what happened before... was too sudden. It won't take long, and it won't be heavy. Just help to look after it - literally."

Nagini didn't agree immediately and turned to look at Mori Yuesha.

She is Mori Yuesa's maid.

result…

Mori Yuesha took the responsibility herself and said, "No need for Nagini, I can take care of Mr. Ben."

…Let the paralyzed patient live a few more days, master.

"I'm good at taking care of people."

"Back then, I took care of Meiko and the others."

"And that group of cat Gundams."

"I'm not bragging, really. You don't know how caring I am. Take Arrietty for example. When we first met, she was a dirty—"

"...That's all. I'll take care of him for a while." Nagini ignored Caroline's increasingly strange gaze, interrupted the conversation, and directly agreed to the matter to Luke: "Don't worry, Mr. Marshall. My master is sometimes more, more..."

Luke Marshall probed: "Naughty?"

Ok…

I hope so.

Nagini stood up and shook the man's hand.

She asked casually, "Speaking of which, before I entered the door, I saw a strange line of red powder laid at the door. Did the previous owner of this building have any special beliefs?"

Generally speaking, such strange things are not considered strange in backward places. Who doesn't have some old folk customs in their hometown?

Luke seemed to be completely unaware of this. He squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, "Maybe, right? Mrs. Devereux sometimes tells stories about her youth, which seem to be some kind of long-standing...ha, you can treat it as superstition."

It's certainly not superstition.

That line.

Nagini felt a force on it.

Although it is a very, very small force.

How small is it?

It was probably one percent of her after she had just finished with Mori Yuesa, dragged her tired body to drink a large Coke bottle of cyanide, and then was chopped into pieces by Arrietty.

——As for why the first two things are listed side by side...

Ha ha.

Some people are too troublesome.

Putting all this aside, it's just a brick and mortal with 'power', nothing to be surprised about, but Caroline and Luke Marshall who live here are just mortals.

She didn't realize that the two people in front of her possessed special powers beyond human power.

——So, it was really left by the former owner of the building, Mrs. Devereux who had a stroke?

"I see."

"I'm sorry... Caroline and I don't want to act on our own. Mrs. Devereux told some supernatural stories before. As for the things she left behind..." The lawyer said vaguely: "It's better to have it than not, right?" He looked at Mori Yuesha, bent over with his hands on his knees: "Are you scared, little lady?"

Mori Yuesha smiled sweetly.

"Although I am timid..."

"But, Nagini will protect me."

"Don't worry, if you have any questions, feel free to call me." Luke wanted to reach out and touch Sen Yuesha's head, but under the gaze like a knife, the man withdrew his hand awkwardly, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Sen Yuesha.

The business card has the lawyer's address and phone number.

At last…

"You are welcome to stay at Mrs. Devereux's house."

From an angle that they weren't noticing, the pretty Caroline sneered.

Welcome.

My new body.

Chapter 13 Old Soul

"This is the bathroom, there's a leak, yes. Just turn it halfway..."

“This is the study…”

"Don't play with that statue, kid. Everything here is older than you."

Caroline led the master and servant from the first floor to the second floor, and then from the second floor to the third floor. There was no problem in "recognizing the home". Mori Yuesha just wondered why Miss Caroline, who was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, spoke in such an old-fashioned way.

"The body is still young, but the soul is old."

Caroline heard her mumbling. He suddenly turned around, his eyes burning like a wild beast about to attack and devour someone, wanting to chop the girl who was talking to herself into pieces.

"What did you say?" Caroline bent down, and in the gloomy environment, the candlelight cast a gloomy and terrifying light on her young and beautiful face. Her voice was deep, and she stared at Mori Yuesha as if asking a question: "What did you say?"

"I say... you may have an old soul?" Mori Yuesha smiled and pointed to her heart: "Sister Caroline is only in her twenties, but she speaks like my grandmother."

"You don't understand anything." Half of Caroline's face reflected the firelight. She grinned, and the black half-smoky makeup seemed to spread and melt along her cheeks, and drops of black liquid splashed on the floor.

You don't understand anything.

Ignorant idiot.

The soul of an immortal, the loneliness of an immortal soul, and the secret joy of enjoying immortality alone...

You and your maid, your souls will be trapped in fragile bodies, decaying and aging with them. You will be tortured by diseases and wail constantly; you will experience the world but still be afraid of your body that is getting older and closer to death.

Your face will not last forever, it will be full of wrinkles, it will sag, become soft and cloudy; your body will no longer seduce young men, it used to be so sweet and delicious, exuding an enchanting scent; but now, it will be like a room that has not been cleaned for a long time.

When I opened the door, the stench of decay and expiration filled the air.

That not only disappoints the person who opened the door.

Trust me, you will be disappointed too.

You will definitely have such an exclamation when you and your maid sit on the edge of the square and watch the young children running around holding balloons.

——But you can't do anything.

Mortals cannot resist death.

but me…

I.

we.