Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Mori Yuesha politely replied, "I don't like men. Please keep your distance, Mr. Hanhan."

"Then we are friends." Jack shrugged. He rubbed his forehead with one hand and raised the soda he had just ordered from the clerk with the other hand and happily clinked the glass with Mori Yuesa.

"I don't like men either."

Against the backdrop of a suit and leather shoes, he looks quite stylish.

Mori Yuesa ignored the murderous looks from the girls around her, yawned, and looked at the middle-aged man who was still chattering, and the young girl Mary who still had an admiring look on her face.

She rocked her little leather shoes, the heels tapping on the ground, her toes moving back and forth, and her white lace stockings looked even more seductive.

"Of course I know you don't like men. Otherwise, the person in that person's arms should be you, not your ex-girlfriend."

These words made Jack, who had not been happy for two minutes, look pale again.

He looked over there and said depressedly: "Why do you let me wear these? To pretend to be rich?"

The topic returned to the starting point.

Mori Yuesha winked playfully: “No, I’m not pretending.

Mr. Jack Dawson, a young man from the central city, was originally a rich man.

You’re not pretending to be rich…”

The girl tilted her head: "You are pretending to be...poor boy."

She finished, and Jack looked shocked.

"Poor boy? I am——"

Mori Tsukisa shook her finger. “Don’t yell at your sister.”

Jack: ...Are you into the role now?

He watched the girl gently move the coffee cup to the corner of the table, and then, accidentally, bumped the wall of the cup with her elbow.

Snapped!

click-

A crisp sound of porcelain chips suddenly exploded in the coffee shop.

The waiter trotted over with his body bent, and people around him cast stares at him.

Including the middle-aged man and Miss Mary.

Jack Dawson just looked at the girl he had just known for an hour.

She pretentiously picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, stood up holding up her skirt, and walked towards her ex-girlfriend in full view of everyone.

With her swaying waist, she looked like a real noble lady.

Why say like?

Because now Jack couldn't figure out whether this crazy girl was a noble or not.

Half an hour ago, she took herself into a clothing store like a little fox, tried on clothes, bought outfits, and the level of her conversation was definitely erudite.

But that vivid expression and the evil intent in his heart...

Oh, he was not questioning the level of the nobles today, but in this regard, the gradually corrupt nobles would never do such a thing.

Mori Yuesha floated away from the table and walked up to Miss Mary - her long green nails scratched across her neck, with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.

Then, to everyone's surprised expressions, she pulled off the necklace!

Snapped!

Mary cried out in pain.

"Our family has a history of hundreds of years. Miss Mary, how can you be so bold as to deceive a noble?"

Mori Yuesa said angrily and threw the necklace into the coffee cup.

Coffee splattered all over the table.

After that, she looked at the middle-aged man again: "Sir, I think you should know what happened."

The middle-aged man stood up in panic, shook his shirt, and pushed Mary away.

Hearing the word 'noble', the man with a hint of flattery in his expression put on a smile, without any anger at being disrupted.

"Excuse me...what is your name?"

"You're not qualified to know." The young girl retorted angrily.

The man wanted to kiss the back of Mori Yuesha's hand, but when he saw that the girl ignored him, he smiled awkwardly, pretended to be nonchalant, and adjusted his cuffs, deliberately revealing the gold watch.

"I'm Carl, Carl Hockley." The middle-aged man introduced himself: "You and Mr. Jack are...?"

"That's my brother."

Mori Yuesha glanced at the helpless Mary with disdain, raised her head, and said condescendingly: "He just likes to play this kind of 'poor boy' game, and today I caught him red-handed.

Miss Mary, Mr. Karl, do you have anything to explain?"

There was a certain accent in Mori Yuesha's words, which was easy for a top student living in the modern era - but to the well-informed Carl and the slightly heard Mary, it was no less than a deafening thunder.

Mary stood up suddenly, holding the coffee stain on her chest. She rolled her eyes and shouted, "No! No, it wasn't me! It was him. He forced me to go out with him!"

As he spoke, he looked for Jack in private.

“Jack! Jack! It’s me, your sister misunderstood! There’s nothing between me and Mr. Karl!”

Carl Hockley was quite calm, he could tell who was in charge of this "family".

The man politely bowed slightly to Mori Yuesa, then raised his coffee cup and gestured to Jack who was not far away.

"I'm very sorry, Miss. I have no intention of interfering with Mr. Jack and this..." He explained: "Miss Mary, yes, she asked me out on the pretext of 'missing the banquet list'. Before that, I didn't know her at all."

Jack sat upright with a serious look, and when he had seen enough, he pushed his chair away and walked over in his leather shoes.

I have to say, it looks quite realistic.

Chapter 4 Miss Forest

"It's you!! It's you!!"

Mary screamed, not caring about the noise that filled the coffee shop.

She didn't notice that many people had already frowned.

The woman angrily accused Carl and tried to grab Jack's sleeve - but Jack dodged it without a trace.

The two people blamed each other.

"You asked me out!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Mary. If you have an emotional engagement with this Mr. Jack, you shouldn't seduce me."

Carl retorted, turned around and smiled at Jack:

“I’m Carl Hockley, son of Mason Hockley.

My family is slightly involved in the steel industry. If you need anything, you can always contact me. "

As he spoke, the man took out two invitations with black gold edges and handed them to Jack: "This is a recent project handled by the Hockley family. If you and your...sister are free, please come and visit. I will apologize to you then."

The middle-aged man seemed to have misunderstood the relationship between Jack and Mori Yuesa, and his words were ambiguous.

However, things like brothers and sisters, and cousins ​​are not uncommon among the corrupt aristocrats nowadays.

He looked around, nodded, bowed to Mori Yuesa and Jack, then picked up his cane and walked out of the coffee shop quickly without looking back.

He didn't even glance at Miss Mary.

Mori Yuesha nodded with satisfaction: "Ms. Mary..."

"No! I have nothing to do with that man Carl! I still love Jack! I love him, look, the necklace he gave me--"

Jack shook off Mary's hand, sneered, and strode out of the coffee shop.

Mori Yuesha looked at the distraught Mary with pity: "It is a normal choice to pursue a better life. I have no intention of blaming you. But you shouldn't play with other people's feelings."

"It's a pity to lose both money and life, Miss Mary."

She lifted her skirt and apologized slightly to the guests around her who were disturbed. The guests were very understanding and raised their coffee cups.

"Goodbye, Miss Mary."

Mori Yuesha said with a smile.

————Actor Sa no Yugi————

At the port, seabirds landed on the railings and the sea breeze whistled.

Jack leaned against the railing, thinking.

Mori Yuesa sat on the bench with her long legs folded together, pressing down the white lace on her ankles.

"You are definitely not a noble," Jack said.

Mori Yuesha yawned impolitely. "You were in a daze for a long time like a fool possessed by a seabird. Are you thinking about this question?"

Jack turned around and stared at Mori Yuesha: "Why are you helping me?"

Mori Yuesha said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, it's just interesting. I've been here for several days, and it's rare to find something interesting."

The port of Southampton was bustling with people, and ships emitting black smoke would leave the port from time to time, and then a few would come in.

The humming sound has become a must-listen playlist for people here every day.

Jack also laughed. He stretched out his right hand and raised it in front of the girl. "Let me introduce myself to you again. I am Jack Dawson, a native of Beacon Country. I grew up in Wisconsin and went to Paris for further studies."

Mori Yuesha pinched her fingertips and touched the other person's fingertips perfunctorily, which was considered a handshake: "Mori Yuesha."

Jack rolled his eyes: "Sen? Which Sen? Miss Forest? Oh, you haven't told me yet, are you——"

Mori Yuesha gave the other person a sly look and did not answer the question.

She pointed at what was in Jack's hand, reminding him to open it and take a look.

Those were the two invitation letters that Karl had just given me.

When it was unfolded, there was an invitation written in cursive script.

Dear Sir/Madam, Hello:

[We sincerely invite you to join the maiden voyage of the unsinkable ocean liner, the RMS Titanic. ]

[The ship will depart from the port of Southampton on April 4, cross the English Channel, pass through Cherbourg Octeville, France and Cobh, Ireland, and finally sail to New York, the country of light. ]

【We have prepared top-notch sleeping compartments, skilled chefs and various entertainment programs for you. 】

[I hope you and your family can spend a wonderful week on this brand new, miraculous ship. ]

【At this point, on behalf of all the crew members of the Titanic, I look forward to your arrival. 】

[Captain: Edward John Smith. ]

The invitation letter also came with two boat tickets with black print on a yellow background.

"This is?"

Jack read it from beginning to end in a pretentious, operatic tone.

Then, he picked up a corner of the invitation and said excitedly, "It's the Titanic! Did you know?"

Mori Yuesa shook her head.

Jack excitedly explained to Mori Yuesha: "That is the largest and most luxurious passenger ship in the world! People call it the 'unsinkable' ship!"

"This is a first-class ticket. I heard it costs more than 800 pounds!"

Mori Yuesha was holding a small bag of millet that she had bought at some point, and was scattering it on the ground with interest, watching the seabirds fly down to peck at the grains.

The afternoon sun was obscured by clouds and the girl sat quietly in the shadows.

She raised her eyes: "And then?"

"Then?" Jack waved the invitation in front of the girl, looking puzzled: "Then, don't we go and experience it?"