Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Wow…"

Little stars lit up in my eyes.

Think again about Caroline's hesitant attitude.

"Is she learning witchcraft?" Mori Yuesha shook the paper. It was obviously witchcraft passed down from someone a long time ago.

Asylum spell.

That sounds cool.

Do you want to…

thump.

The little rabbit pricked up its ears.

She heard footsteps coming from below.

There was also candlelight slowly rising from the hole.

"Mori Tsukisa...?"

"Who's here?"

After climbing up the wooden stairs, the person first showed a head - blonde, it was England... Caroline.

"Who's there?!"

The candlelight blended into the darkness and was quickly assimilated into the same color. In the dark attic, one could only see shadows swaying in the dark.

"who…"

Caroline held the candlestick and 'intentionally' slowed down her pace - she had to give the little bitch some time to hide herself.

And then...quickly.

She would ask me about witchcraft in a roundabout way.

Next...

Let her believe it.

Believe in the existence of witchcraft.

So Caroline was not in a hurry and she gave the other party enough time to hide.

Did Mori Yuesha discover those 'magical' things?

"Who is——"

Caroline walked up the wooden ladder very relaxedly, entered the attic, and gently pushed open the small door. Just as her head went in and the candlelight had not yet caught up, a black shadow suddenly pounced on her!

"He!"

A fierce rabbit with white teeth bared.

"F-Fuck... Damn it! Mori Tsukisa!!"

“FuckFuck…!! Are you crazy?!”

Mori Yuesha hid behind the door for a long time before jumping out, scaring Caroline so much.

"Asshole...what on earth do you want to do?!"

A string of swear words rolled out of her mouth, but still came out; Caroline resisted the urge to hit someone and pushed the candlestick between the two people - only then could she see clearly.

Mori Yuesha wears a headdress made of goat horns, and the left and right corners of her mouth are stretched with a black and gray pen and "cracked" all the way to her ears...

and many more…

Ram's horn?

Your own ritual props?

How did it become a headdress?

Two elbow horn cones should...

"Caroline?"

Mori Yuesha blinked, walked towards the candlelight and approached the frightened woman: "Caroline?" She waved her hand in front of her eyes: "Hehe, are you scared?"

Caroline's throat moved up and down, and she stared at the top of Mori Yuesha's head without blinking her eyes——

"Where are you from?"

"Japan."

"I mean those two horns!"

"Oh, this?" The girl suddenly realized and took off her hair accessories: two curved sheep horn cones were roughly punched with several holes by several iron wires and strung together; in order to keep the two horns in an 'upright facing the sky' shape, two thin and sharp nails were inserted into the roots.

It was completely destroyed.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Caroline's heart was bleeding.

Chapter 17 The Earless Monster and the Beautiful Lazy Evening

The little bastard who didn't play by the rules not only didn't hide, but also jumped out and scared himself.

And...destroyed the witchcraft tools he had made many years ago.

Still laughing.

Caroline wanted to raise a hammer and hammer the sharp nails into her disgusting face one by one.

But she can't.

She couldn't destroy 'her' body.

"Come down with me."

Caroline took a few deep breaths, turned around with a stern face and left.

"Caroline?"

"You've seen it all. Ask whatever you want. I'll wait for you in the room." Things didn't stray too far from the story Caroline had woven. They just skipped the steps of hiding and concealing and got straight to the point.

This child must be very curious about witchcraft...

"Oh."

Mori Yuesha, with her goat horns on her head, looked at the "Supreme Protection Array" in her hand and nodded to Caroline.

then.

Caroline was waiting in the room...

Wait and wait.

Wait until the sun sets.

Wait until dusk.

Wait and wait...

Wait till dinner is long over...

——No one showed up.

——I am right to hate these young ladies...

There is a fountain in the town square, which is turned on at irregular intervals. According to the townspeople, the frequency with which the fountain is turned on roughly coincides with the working hours of the town's maintenance worker: if he works three days a week, the fountain will work exactly three days, and will be on strike the rest of the time; if he is on vacation this week, don't expect even a drop of water to come out of the fountain.

As for why not fix it...

who knows.

It's just a fountain. Ever since a naughty child fell into the water, no one has mentioned repairing the fountain. It's good, dry for two days and wet for two days. The children won't drown, and there can be a 'surprise' occasionally.

Mori Yuesa and Nagini were very lucky. It happened that the repairman was at work today, so the two of them took a leisurely walk around the fountain in the sunset.

"Mori Yuesha, what did you just throw?"

"It's just a random little thing I picked up. It's boring and unimportant."

"It looks quite cleverly made, sheep's horns?"

"It doesn't matter what I said, Nagini. You've worked hard today."

Some birds fluttered and landed on the heads of the fountain statues, their black eyes looking around at the townspeople running and walking around. The noisy shouts of the children and the rustling wind blew past Mori Yuesha, lifting her loose black hair.

The afterglow of the sun sprinkled on the brick ground, and the pointed-roofed houses pierced the sinking red sun.

A leisurely and comfortable life.

That's pretty good.

Mori Yuesa touched Nagini's wrist: "Here, must it be tiring?" Her maid had worked hard today, helping to hang up the sheets and clothes.

Nagini smiled and shook her head, then she clasped Mori Yuesa's small hand with her backhand and intertwined their fingers.

"A servant never gets tired, Master."

"Really?"

"real."

"It doesn't make sense... It doesn't make sense. You can clearly feel 'comfortable', so how can you not feel tired?"

Is the comfort you are talking about what I understand?

"Anything else?"

Nagini glanced at her and said, "Please take some time, Master. You have ruined the warm atmosphere."

"I feel sorry for you."

"Do you feel good about feeling sorry for me?"

"Woolen cloth."

Miss Rabbit, who was full of curiosity, simply grabbed her arm and pulled her down, and whispered mysteriously in Nagini's ear: "I missed a step before."

"What's missing a step?"

"It's missing an ending." Mori Yuesha poked Nagini's face when she bent over, "The comics I read recently all have an ending."

…I don’t really want to hear it.

"Why, it was the duke and his sister, and then he put his arm around her, smoking his pipe, and said."

"Comfortable?"

"how are you feeling?"

Nagini suddenly felt a sharp pain in her ears, and the little rabbit quickly broke away from her arms and jumped far away.

My ears feel wet and cold.

Got a bite.

“Mori Tsukisa…!”

"Hehehe, I'll make it up next time. This sentence is so cool."

"Mori..."

“It means constantly pursuing perfection and self-breakthrough based on the other person’s feedback.”

With a flushed face, the maid pretended to chase her.

Lifting skirts.

"Mori Tsukisa!"

"Ahahahaha Nagini you are so cute every time."

"Every time I want to twist your ears off."