Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"After all, demolishing that place is our own project, but now we are asking the people who are helping us not to do it?" Tojo Chensuke stared at his subordinates with a smile, and something seemed to flash in his eyes: "Anything else?"

"It seems that the young lady's men have been guarding Mori Yuesha all the time, protecting her almost around the clock."

The subordinate closed the notebook. After saying this, he kept silent and waited for his boss's instructions.

Tojo Tansuke was in deep thought.

He hates weak people, like Aoi Tojo's mother.

When he thought about what Tojo Aoi did, the woman's tear-stained face popped up in Tojo Chensuke's mind again.

What's wrong with dedicating your body and soul to greatness?

As a businessman, you must choose the path that is broadest and most profitable.

Ten years ago, when the mystery had not yet been revived, Tojo Tamsuke and Tojo Aoi's mother had already heard those great whispers.

But the couple chose two completely different paths.

I chose to record those intermittent sounds and depict them with pen and paper. Those incomplete rituals and harsh conditions finally pieced together only four or five complete roads.

What valuable knowledge.

Just these things took Tojo Tansuke nearly ten years and mobilized countless manpower and material resources.

But that woman—that woman! How dare she?

She actually burned two ritual record books!

Since this mystery cannot be recorded on electronic products, Tojo Tansuke was always very careful when making the list.

Not only are there countless backups, but each ritual has also been split up and rewritten in coded language countless times for fear of theft and deciphering.

As a result, he failed to defend himself against the person next to him.

"Tsumusuke, please stop? Okay..."

'Tsunzhu! You can't study those anymore...

You, you've gone crazy!'

"Tsumusuke...release Aoi and kill me."

When the cigar burns to the middle, the nutty aroma gradually disappears, and is replaced by a salty taste of light cream.

The subordinate who was still bending not far away sniffed inconspicuously, and his mind wandered away as he began to sigh about his cigar, then his salary and benefits, and then he started to think about those women, houses and cars.

Tojo Tansuke held a cigar between his legs and stared blankly into the nothingness in the distance. The room was silent.

I do not regret.

he thinks.

"Continue investigating." Tojo Chensuke pulled himself back to his senses.

People cannot live in memories forever, and some steps, once taken, can never be taken back.

"Don't let Aoi know, understand?"

The men responded.

“The future belongs to the great ones.

I hope to end all those private love affairs within this year.

Before He comes, I don’t want the heir of the Tojo family to still be attached to mortals.”

"If we find someone--" There was a fierce look in the men's eyes.

Tojo Chensuke was very satisfied with his attitude, but did not agree with this approach: "That is not something you should consider. You are just a mortal. Professional matters need to be left to professionals.

Before that, I need to know how much my dear daughter values ​​that girl. "

"The rest is not for you to consider."

"Hi!"

The subordinate bowed very respectfully, quietly left the room, and closed the door gently from the outside.

After coming out, the man calmly greeted the employees in the company, nodded slightly, walked into the elevator, went downstairs, and entered the parking lot.

He took out his cell phone, selected the person whose name was a string of garbled characters, and sent a message.

'Call me back.'

Chapter 83 Chef Eriri

When Eriri knocked on the door, Mori Yuesa was sweating profusely in the gym.

The one who opened the door for her was my wife Yuno.

This girl with long pink hair had her hair braided into two braids at the back, one above and one below Eriri, perfectly symmetrical.

Oh no!

This is bad!

I forgot Yuesha mentioned that she and my wife Yuno live together...!!

Look at your outfit: big-rimmed glasses cover half of your face, and your unkempt hair is messy on your forehead and cheeks;

Wearing a dark green sportswear, no socks, and sneakers...

My image!!

Ying Lili was roaring silently in her heart, her face was pale and she kept a droopy face all the way.

She and my wife Yuno walked to the door of the gym and heard the clanging sound of iron tools inside.

That is Mori Yuesha who is exercising.

The girl was wearing black shorts and a sports vest, and was lying on a dumbbell bench lifting weights.

The intense anaerobic exercise turned her fair skin red, and beads of sweat slid down her skin.

As the sound came, the streamlined muscles in his arms bulged and contracted slightly.

The girl's panting sound quietly entered the ears of the two girls.

I have to say, this picture is really beautiful.

Ms. Ying Lili, a senior painter and expert in identifying beauties that are delicious, could not find any fault with the scene before her.

That's right...

Hey hey hey.

So big...

Barbell.

(???`?)

Agatsuma Yuno turned her head and followed the gaze of this golden-haired bastard inch by inch - she was looking at Mori Tsukisa's... lower abdomen?

Or another location?

Agatsuma Yuno narrowed her eyes dangerously, leaned down, and quietly approached Eriri who was staring at Mori Tsukisa in a daze.

"Does it look good?"

Yeah!

A scream interrupted the sound of the barbell and Mori Yuesa's rapid breathing.

She put away the equipment, sat up from the stool, wiped her face with the towel on her shoulder, and waved to Eriri.

The latter pouted and turned her head away with an unhappy look, not even looking at Yuno Agatsuma who was giggling beside her.

"I haven't seen you for the whole holiday, why did you come here today~"

Mori Yuesa went around behind the girl, and while she wasn't paying attention, she reached out and touched Eriri's ponytail with a smile, and spoke in the face of her disdainful look.

"There's going to be another party at home tomorrow, so I'm coming to your place to hide.

Hey, my room is still reserved, isn't it occupied by anyone else?"

Pulling her hair back reluctantly, Eriri glared at Agatsuma Yuno.

She didn't realize that there was a hint of hostility in her words.

Mori Tsukisa nodded readily, "Of course, but we've already moved. Eriri's things are all in the room I chose, so you can just clean it up and move in."

Humph.

Eriri shook her head and was pulled to sit down by Mori Tsukisa. She also saw Gasai Yuno pouring a glass of water for Mori Tsukisa and handing it to her with a smile.

Mori Yuesha took the cup and introduced the two girls:

"This is my wife Yuno,

This is Eriri Sawamura Spencer.

You all know each other, right?"

"Oh."

"Ah."

Mori Tsukisa: ...

The two people who were talking looked at each other at the same time.

Eriri picked up the cup of water that Mori Tsukisa had just taken a sip of, took a big gulp, raised her eyes and pointed at Yuno Asuma as if in protest:

“My wife, I heard that you have been living in Yuesha’s house for a long time?

Why, can’t you go back to your own home?”

Mori Tsukisa was a little confused by Eriri's tone, and turned her head, but Yuno Agatsuma slowly picked up the cup that Eriri had just drunk from.

Yuno didn't rush to reply, holding the cup in her palm: "No, Yuesha is too lonely, so I live here to accompany her."

After saying that, he picked up the white tablecloth and wiped the rim of the cup carefully.

It's as if there's something dirty on it.

Seeing what Agatsuma Yuno did, Eriri suddenly clenched her hands under the table, looking unhappy. She turned to ask Mori Yuesa, "She lives here like this? How long has she been doing this?"

How long?

Mori Tsukisa was puzzled by Eriri's abnormal state, but she still replied, "A few weeks. What's wrong?"

I don’t know what happened either.

Ever since Eriri met Yuno Agatsuma, she has felt weird and has always felt uneasy.

Especially, seeing her holding Mori Yuesha's hand intimately, rubbing her arm against Mori Yuesha's body...

"Hmph. I'm going to go pack my things first! I want to eat eel rice today!"

She walked away with her ponytail swinging. Yuno Agatsuma looked strange, but Mori Yuesa didn't understand the girl's behavior today.

Who is the master after all... She is really a big lady.

"Let me do it." Seeing this, Yuno Agatsuma sympathetically replied, "I've been cooking for Yuesha recently, and my cooking skills have improved."

Mori Yuesha shook her head: "It's too troublesome. I have to go out to buy it. Let's eat curry. It's more convenient."

"Yuno, didn't you just finish your kendo class? Take a rest for the next two days because school is about to start." Mori Yuesa said gently.

As of today, there is only a little time left in the vacation, and the entrance ceremony for the first year of high school will be held in a few days.

A few days ago, Mori Yuesa received a message from Aki Tomoya, saying that he was working part-time in a maid shop and had saved a lot of money during the holidays.

Mori Yuesha: It’s not about money…

What kind of job are you doing in a maid shop?

Mori Yuesa was complaining about this otaku on the Internet, but the other party said seriously that he was a cashier responsible for collecting fees, and his income was much higher than that of ordinary odd jobs.

——He only participated in guest appearances when there was an urgent shortage of manpower, and also called on Mori Yuesa to take care of his work if she had nothing to do.