Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"What's the difference? Hogwarts is for learning, today is for dating." The mother interrupted sarcastically. The old couple stared at their daughter with ill intentions, especially when the mother found that she was forcibly 'squeezing', the look in her eyes became more meaningful. I understand.

"It comes naturally when you get older."

“…I don’t understand what you’re saying, Mom.”

Mrs. Granger rolled her eyes. "Don't play along with me. Who told me that Bilis didn't focus on her studies and stole her mother's lipstick? And today she used mine, didn't she?"

Hermione blushed.

"I want to see which little guy stole my daughter's heart." The lady folded her hands curiously and nudged her husband: "Your daughter found a boyfriend in the magic school."

"What does his family do?"

"Mr. Granger, you're a dentist and we don't live in a castle."

The man pushed up his glasses and turned his attention away from the newspaper. "I know. I'm afraid she'll fall in love with someone who lives in a castle."

Hermione gritted her teeth: "I'm not interested in vampires."

Instead of stopping his daughter from going to magic school, he helped his daughter convince his worried wife - the adventurous gene is naturally in the man's blood.

But boyfriends are different.

Especially for a father with a daughter.

Who knows what kind of families go to school there.

Mr. Granger would not be happy if his daughter found a young master from a certain family to date. They might still have the custom of not bathing.

Mrs. Granger looked disdainful: "I think you just don't want your daughter to fall in love."

"Of course." Mr. Granger folded the newspaper and nodded. "Age is not a problem, but I don't want her to talk about it in that magic school." He turned to look at Hermione. "Your mother and I agree that you go to magic school, but you have to return to the real world. At the age of sixteen... or eighteen, find a boy with a good family background and a kind and gentle personality."

boy…

Wait a moment.

Hermione looked strange: "Boy? He...?"

My father also looked surprised: "Why? You like a sea lion?"

"It's her! Her! My friend's name is Mori Yuesha, she's a girl, Dad! What are you and mom talking about..."

This time, it was the parents' turn to have toothache.

"...girl...? Little Hermione...you..."

The wife and husband looked at each other.

girl?

So... so what does your lusty expression mean?

Do kids nowadays look forward to and put so much love into their little sisters’ gatherings?

Or maybe it’s the curious little lettuce I raise at home…

Well, after all, in this country, men and women are used to treating each other warmly. Mr. Granger didn't understand, but his wife did.

It turned out to be the case.

"Then I'll have to take a good look at her." Mrs. Granger teased, "See how beautiful the girl my daughter has chosen is."

"mom!"

"Where does she live? How old and tall is she? Will I ever have a 'son-in-law' who can go beauty treatments and shopping with me?"

Mr. Granger was still confused.

"Just do your research on your rotten teeth... Hermione, why do I look so pale today... Oh, right! My new sweater. Hurry up, put away the dishes, I remember my new earrings..."

His wife dropped the spoon and hurried back to the bedroom, leaving Mr. Granger and his somewhat embarrassed daughter staring at each other in silence at the dining table in the living room.

"So…you found a girl?"

"What do you mean by 'I found a girl', Dad? Mori Tsukisa and I are friends."

"Your mother and I said we were 'friends' the day after we spent the night together."

"…Don't you have to go to work today?"

"Rest today. Miss, you woke me up from my sleep, have you forgotten?"

Chapter 170 Finger Man

Mori Yuesha arrived just before lunch. She picked up Hermione and went to the Malfoys' house for a visit, and returned to Miles before dinner. Harry didn't come with her, but stayed at home to take care of the two little ones and prepare the ingredients that Nagini had prepared.

Hermione's house was easy to find, but her parents were too enthusiastic. Nagini knocked on the door carrying two bottles of red wine, and the lady with a warm smile and her daughter pretending to be reserved seemed to have been waiting there long ago.

"Hi…"

Hermione waved at Mori Yuesha awkwardly. Before either of them could say a word, Mrs. Granger grabbed Mori Yuesha's arm and pulled her into the house.

"Don't stand there like an idiot, girl. Come on, my silly daughter has been nagging you all morning, drink water, put on lipstick, drink water, put on lipstick. The new tube I bought is at least one-third empty..."

Mori Yuesa turned her head and stuck out her tongue at her, and Hermione glared at her.

'You look really good today, little Hermione.'

Hermione bit her lip lightly, ignored her, lowered her head and followed her into the house.

Nagini smelled the scent of a truly scumbag woman.

——To be honest, this smell has been coming from my master for a long time, and the maid has no way to deal with it. She once tried to "defeat" the rabbit spirit at night so that she would not have the energy to flirt with other people, but the result was... the next day the rabbit was full of energy, but the snake was limp.

Oh, and add Yuno Agatsuma to the mix. That shameless pink-haired psychopath is only interested in crawling around on the floor, begging her master to take her for a walk like a dyed-up spaniel.

It was still broad daylight.

Tsk.

There will be a few more this time.

Speaking of which, there weren’t any major issues with the shrine’s decoration, but maybe I should order a bigger bed…

Thinking about family matters, after the Grangers finished greeting her, Nagini bowed slightly and introduced herself and Mori Yuesha to them.

"I am Nagini, Mori Tsukisa's servant."

The wife enthusiastically asked the two men questions, but the husband just sat on the sofa scratching his head with a silly look on his face.

If it was a boy, he could still keep a straight face and chat for a few minutes. As a father...

But a girl?

His daughter found a girl and brought her home, and he really didn't know what to say.

To be honest, he was even relieved.

Compared to being kidnapped by a wild boy who came out of nowhere, the girl in front of him was more pleasing to the eye - about the same age as his daughter, perhaps older; stunningly beautiful, lively and cheerful, and with well-behaved servants... Well, this was the only thing that made Mr. Granger a little worried.

A family with servants is completely different from a family that employs a nanny.

The former not only represents wealth, but also reflects the foundation.

Those that can be called families are mostly associated with being old-fashioned and inhumane.

Two girls...

"Ahem. Sen Yuesha?" Mr. Granger coughed twice and interrupted his wife: "I don't know if your parents..."

"Oh, they're not from this world."

"Great..." Mr. Granger's shoulders relaxed and he said it subconsciously.

"father!"

"No, no, no... I mean, I mean..."

Mrs. Granger said to her bewildered husband: "Go get something to drink for the young people, host."

A comfortable brown leather sofa, a soft carpet, a cool iced drink... and a pair of passionate eyes.

The sunlight shines through the thin curtains onto the coffee table, and tiny dust particles dance irregularly in the light.

"…Hermione has extraordinary magical powers. At Hogwarts, she is considered an outstanding student in her grade."

Nagini sat close to Mrs. Granger, dealing with small talk about Morizuki's background while telling the curious mother about Hogwarts and how her daughter fared there - although she was sure she had heard about it from Hermione.

But which parent can refuse their children to be praised by others?

"Hermione's exam results are almost guaranteed to be first..."

Hermione sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, next to Mori Yuesha, wondering what she was thinking.

Suddenly, a little finger-like figure wearing emerald green pointed boots nimbly jumped onto her knees and performed a cheerful tap dance on them.

——He hadn't jumped twice when he was kicked down by a little man wearing even smaller, light pink round-toed boots.

"...her father and I have been very worried...yes, I just hope there are no unacceptable customs..."

Green-pointed boots were not discouraged. They quietly climbed up from the small cliff again.

She hasn't finished her tap dance yet.

"…it's an adventure. As a parent, this opportunity…yeah, it's magic…"

The girl's knees were itchy from the clacking of her pointed boots, and her skin was scratched by her fingertips from time to time, making her face hot.

Then, the dancing troublemaker was kicked off the knee-high cliff for the second time.

This time it landed on the sofa.

"…You don't know, when her father and I received that letter, we thought it was some kind of prank…"

The pointed boots made a small dent in the sofa. It stamped its feet and twisted its waist, ready to bend its knees. After a few seconds, it swooshed up to the knee-high cliff again - it fell twice, but this time it was very careful not to circle around on the edge of the cliff, but instead jumped up and down on its thighs on the folds of its black skirt.

It won’t be easy to be kicked down this time.

'Stop it!'

'Look, finger tap dancing.'

"Mori Tsukisa!"

"Da da da..."

One of the finger figurines is painted with emerald oil paint, and the other is painted with a light peach pink.

A leg covered by a skirt.

Two hands chased each other on the skirt: the one in front ran and jumped, and the one behind chased and bounced. The girls were paying more and more attention and didn't notice that the chattering became quieter...

Mrs. Granger dropped the subject with a smile on her face, enjoying the soda in her hand.

Nagini also raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.

Then I cursed silently in my heart.

Her head started to hurt again.

"I can't find the nest—"

"Take your hand away, Mori Yuesha is itching!"

"Kick-tap-tap-da ...

'Bounce you away...'

"Jump up~ Dadada~ I'm going to move my other leg..."

Mr. Granger also had a silly smile on his face.

Imagine a wild boy daring to make a "finger man" under his nose and jumping on his daughter's legs... He would have to break his front teeth.

But these two girls...

They are quite a good match.

"I found the flaw!"

The round-toed pink boots found an opportunity, and when the other party was tripped by the folds of the skirt, the legs curled into a circle and "snapped" the tap dancer who was making trouble and sent her flying.