Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Mori Tsukisa: ...

You! Want! Beautiful!

Nagini came out of the house after moving her luggage and just happened to hear Philippa's words. She coaxed James to the ground, pointed to the half-open door not far away, turned her head and teased: "Philippa is more aware than you, Mori Yuesha."

"She was just jealous that she couldn't get what she wanted and wanted to get involved."

Not wanting to listen to any excuses, Nagini took Philippa out and put her on the ground. Turning around, she found the one inside was also reaching out for a hug.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry~ Don't discriminate."

"Sister, shame on you."

Mori Yuesa puffed out her chest and said that she was her own maid and she could do whatever she wanted with her!

"You always have strange persistence in some strange places..." Nagini sighed, holding her ankle and pulling her halfway out of the car, and hugged her like a princess. "Okay?"

The person in her arms ignored her—she tilted her head 90 degrees and winked at Philippa: "What a pity you didn't hug me."

"Shameful face."

"So what? I got a hug..."

“I, I also…” Philippa’s face turned red with anger: “I still have a younger brother!”

"Oh, where is he?"

pause.

Philippa's cheeks deflated like a balloon.

"He He…"

He came into the house.

He ran into the house holding a newly bought red airplane toy, making a "beep, beep, beep" sound...

My brother is a big fool.

"He, I...sooner or later...sooner or later I will ask Miles to hire me a maid as good as Nagini." The little girl cried, but Nagini nodded in agreement and looked at Mori Yuesha in her arms, as if to say:

Look how other people’s children praise me.

"Hehe... Miles can't do that." Mori Yuesha shook her fingers and swayed her feet, "He doesn't care about this." The little rabbit blinked: "Let me introduce you to a new god who is even better than the God of Candy?"

“There was a bald lady…”

Nagini's breasts hurt a lot.

This ancestor of hers really offended people wherever he went. She could imagine a future where more than half of the entire multiverse would be enemies.

——Well, the remaining half is her mother.

"I say, aren't the three ladies going to come in?"

Miles held the door with a smile on his face: "Come on, I'm hungry."

——Leaving Chunmu Town, we headed all the way to the airport and landed the next afternoon.

This is Miles' home.

After witnessing the 'illusion' that Mori Yuesha brought him, the old man finally plucked up the courage to face it - he didn't remember Freddy, but he remembered the 'fright' that Mori Yuesha gave him.

This 'inhuman' master and servant pair might be able to help him deal with that weird thing in his class.

"Come in, I have prepared the ingredients."

Three girls from small to large.

"Connected to the Internet, accessing the local police department database."

Nagini fell to the last. She raised her hand to cover the headset and whispered, "Don't let the Elm Street incident happen again."

"Woolen cloth."

"Don't talk like Mori Tsukisa either."

"Yeah."

'…Hera.'

"Wouldn't it be interesting?"

'Won't. ’

"I deeply sympathize with your sense of humor. By the way, what do you think of A-sha's suggestion that you change into a women's suit and wear sunglasses?"

"I remember Tony Stark's side..."

'I'm a maid, not a bodyguard.'

Mori Yuesha was confused and turned around: "What bitch?"

Nagini: ...

Hera: "Electronic sound (laughing)"

Chapter 48 Green Eyes

Miles had no idea of ​​the changes happening to his grandchildren.

To some extent, Nagini felt that the old man was quite pitiful.

Yes, Philippa had dreamed when they arrived at the Miles house—perversely, without the need for dream elements and machines to infiltrate a girl's dreams.

The little guy vaguely 'knew' what was happening to him, but he didn't understand why.

"Am I... different?" The little girl's eyes flashed. In her bedroom, Mori Yuesha had very 'thoughtfully' taken her bed, so the little girl could only sit on the carpet - 'It's not good for your health to lie directly on a soft bed after traveling by plane and car all the way.'

'Let me make the bed a little harder for you.'

Nagini felt that if Fili was even a year or two older, she would scold her to death - it was already the second day, you couldn't let an eight or nine-year-old child sleep on the carpet, Mori Yuesa.

Philippa's side...

She didn't feel that at all.

I even want this sister to stay with me for a while longer.

She likes her stories and some interesting actions.

if…

I wish she was really my sister.

Not giving it to James, just to herself, she is just a sister to herself.

"That will be a big deal." Mori Yuesha opened her mouth and bit the pineapple slice that Philippa stuffed in her mouth: "Well... I can only have one sister, Philippa."

"Why?" The little girl twisted her golden brown wool curls and looked puzzled: "Who is she?"

I have to say that some natures know no age.

"A little cutie who likes to let people suck her fingers. And," Mori Yuesha sat up straight, pulled off the yellow woolen socks that were half off, stretched her legs and tapped her forehead: "You and James are both different... didn't you realize it?"

You entered someone else's dream.

"I heard some noises."

Philippa bit her finger, unable to tell exactly what she heard: "... a very kind... voice." She pouted and dodged: "Just like what is written in the New Testament, we are people favored by God...?"

It is true that he is blessed by God, but it is hard to say whether he is still a human being. This child has no memory of Freddy and Idhela at all, and attributes all the "specialness" of himself and his brother to the "awakening of superpowers" - he was lucky to go to that manor and meet Mori Yuesha.

"I want to eat another piece? This has nothing to do with me...?"

Philippa looked at her with an expression that said, "Sister brings luck."

Mori Yuesa was too lazy to explain.

because…

Philippa's changes bored her.

She wanted to see if something more interesting would happen to her and James, just like what happened to Nagini - wouldn't it be cute if the child turned into a morning glory?

So far, it seems that the impact is not that profound.

still…

The problem with the seductive mother?

"Myers will be scared to death if he knows this, right?" Mori Yuesha bit the pineapple slices offered to her like a hungry tiger. "He needs drugs and machines to do this, but you and James will be able to do it easily soon..."

"I didn't tell him."

Philippa's face showed a maturity beyond her age. She knew what kind of person her grandfather was. Once he found something unusual...

"His heart is already very bad."

Pulling aside the curtains, the glass window faces the street across the street: some facilities for children and open land.

Philippa leaned on the windowsill and looked across.

"elder sister."

"Ok?"

"It was her that I saw in my dream."

"Yesterday."

…………

……

The breeze rustled the neat hedges on both sides of the road, and the streets were silent and spotless under the gloomy sky.

The Surrey borough of Little Whinging is located in the southwest corner of the city, with a small part on the north bank of the Thames. The houses here are square and regular, just like the people who live here - mean and dogmatic: people who have stayed in the middle class for a long time and are trying to climb to a higher level, but are frustrated that there is no way.

Yearning for more money and power, and looking down on those who are not as good as themselves. Over time, that face with beautiful muscle lines gradually becomes stiff, and can only make droopy or angry expressions, and it is difficult to bend it up again.

Self-satisfied and indifferent parents will naturally have a group of arrogant children.

"Right? Dudley Dursley."

The leader of the 'Dudley Gang'.

'Big D' as he was called, the one his best friends followed - the first time he ruffled his blond curls and threw a plate of cereal and milk against the wall; the first time he learned to say 'never' and let his mother coax him into a gentle voice.

He knew something was different.

Just like his big fat pink face with a short neck, big blue eyes and thick blond hair made him look like a pink beach balloon wearing a colorful baby hat - he hated the results of exercise.

But beating people is an exception.

Bullying is also an exception.

The two are different.

For example, he can beat up boys, but when it comes to girls, it is obvious that he and his friends are not crazy enough to do that.

"Put some sand in there! Bad rat!" Dali's face was getting redder and redder, and his hands were so fat that he could hardly hold the extra-large bag of potato chips. He directed his best friend, Pierre Polkis: a skinny kid with a rat-like face.

So he called him Mr. Bad Rat.

Generally speaking, Bad Rat is responsible for holding people down, while Dudley is responsible for beating people up.

But it's not necessary for this girl, she is weaker than a twig.

"Yes! Some sand, and some gravel!"

A few bad boys threw the black-haired girl to the ground, scooped up sand and sharp stones on the sand, and poured them into her clothes.

The black-haired girl lowered her head, neither resisting nor saying a word.

This seemed to be not the first time she had dealt with bullying - it would be over as long as they got tired of it or someone was suddenly called home by their parents.

"Dudley!"

See, isn't it fast?

"Moken!"