Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"That's great, Ai-chan."

"Really...really great?"

"Louder! Laugh, isn't that easy? Just shout and say 'that's great'!"

“…Great!”

Su Otome raised her hands and clapped happily like everyone else around her.

A light layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

It’s not uncomfortable, but very comfortable.

"If you shout out loud, the gods will hear you."

There is no God.

Ai Sugimoto secretly shook her head in her heart, but her face remained calm. "You guys are so happy. I just saw a gentleman asking for candy like a child."

"That's because the supply is limited. Every week, some people can't get it."

"What should I call you?" Su Otome finally remembered something important: "You know my name, but I don't know yours."

The mysterious girl's beautiful eyes moved and she smiled brightly: "Just call me Asha."

Ah...ya?

The two girls exchanged names and became friends and began to wander around the city - the kind of wandering that a friend who is familiar with the city and lives here takes a friend who is a tourist from afar.

For a moment, Su Otome thought she was dreaming.

Can a Ferris wheel be made of plants? Each fruit is a box, and there is a different smell when sitting in it - they are sitting in apple boxes, and she doesn't hate apples very much.

"I know what you like and what you hate." The girl named Asha said these meaningful words with a giggle.

There is no water in the surfing pool, but something like cotton. Asha said that these are captured clouds, and they made an agreement with them to work here for a week and then return to the sky. This program only takes place once a month.

The colorful balloons were not held by a clown, but by a white rabbit that stood two people tall. Its whiskers were longer than a girl's arm span, it had big eyes, and it could speak human language. A bunch of balloons were tied to its chubby, fluffy tail. When someone who liked it came to ask about it, it would start to twist its butt like a mischief and shake off one or two balloons.

——Asha said that some people didn’t want the balloons, but just wanted to see the bunny lady wiggle her butt. So every time they pretended to lose the balloon and let it fly away.

Then Ms. Rabbit would twist and turn.

Very interesting.

Su Otome asked Osa if she had ever done this before, but she just smiled foolishly and didn't answer.

There is no circus here, but it is more fun than an amusement park with a circus. No one works in the city, or they just need to be happy every day - some scientific researchers don't like to go out much, and Asha said that most of them are too serious and only tell jokes that make people laugh.

Children don't like them, but adults are fine with them.

"It's all just a hobby. You can do whatever you want."

Su Otome felt more and more like she was dreaming.

That doesn't make sense, does it?

"Illogical?" Asa didn't understand what she meant. "You mean, 'not in line with the logic of the world you know', right?"

The girl from outside was silent for a while and nodded.

Indeed, maybe all kinds of food and things people need can really appear out of thin air in this world?

Trees can ooze juice, can't they?

"Bingo! You're finally fitting in." Asa held her hand and didn't let go. The temperature of their palms rose. The girl held the girl's hand and introduced the city to her like a happy bird.

"Isn't it awesome?"

"I like the watchmaker just now better." Compared to this Asha, Ai Suotome is obviously calmer. She is not from here, and her emotions are not as high and excited as they are all the time.

"Watchmaker, eh, little Ai, you have bad taste and bad taste."

Unlike the watchmakers in the world that Su Otome knew, those professions were disappearing. People here didn't use 'traditional watches', they all made them with fruit and sugar - just like what she had just seen.

A middle-aged woman, with a few roses in her hair and a big peach in her hand, came to the watchmaker.

The watch made of peach was broken because his child was greedy and secretly took a bite of it.

"I don't know how a piece of fruit can tell time. Is the speed at which it decays a timetable?"

Rather than saying that she likes the watchmaker, it would be more accurate to say that Sugi Otome Ai admires him.

If she had to face customers who came to her to repair their watches but actually took out strawberries or oranges from their pockets every day, she would go crazy sooner or later.

"You said the wrong thing again."

rot.

Su Otome pouted. "It's better for me to be mute."

"It's okay, it's okay. We are all used to the 'cleverness' of outsiders."

Smart...Opposite words...

It doesn't seem to be a good word.

"Hehe, come on, we're almost home!"

It took them three hours to tour the entire city? Or...

Two days?

In this world, Su Otome seemed to have lost the concept of time. All the new things, all kinds of fantastic scenes beyond imagination, dazzling performances - she felt that she had not seen enough, and Osa had already announced that she wanted to go back.

"You have to go back eventually. After seeing so much, you want to stay." Asha started to be mysterious again.

Su Otome was now used to being led. She tried to ask, "I thought you wanted me to stay."

"Hmm? Why do you think so?"

"That's how it plays out in the movies," said the real-life girl. "A strange creature from a strange world disguises itself as a human and lures the main character into another world. Then, it seduces her in order to keep her there."

"Why do you stay there?"

Su Otome couldn't remember what movie it was or what the plot was: "... Maybe, he ran away by himself? The protagonist stayed in another world as a scapegoat? Don't ask anymore, maybe I made it up..."

The two girls laughed.

Asha said, "If that's the case, I will never trade with you. My purpose is not to keep you here. In other words," she turned her head, her eyes dark and bright, "in other words, this world is obviously better, isn't it? It's you who should want to trade, not me."

Su Otome agreed with this.

The world outside is so scary.

She couldn't recall the specific horror now, she only vaguely remembered the sound of gunfire...was it a gunfire? Anyway, it was a huge sound that exploded in her ears.

The sound of buzzing whistles, heavy and dense footsteps, cursing, the feeling of being pushed and shoved, cold black eyeballs, several scorching suns, and the smell of cold disinfectant.

Horrible world.

It's much better here.

"Then, can I stay here?" Su Otome Ai asked. "Is it okay for me to stay here?"

Asa didn't answer. She lowered her head, opened the door, and pulled her into her residence.

It’s a big villa with spacious rooms. The sofa is about the length of three bathtubs.

"You are rich too." Su Otome sat very properly on the sofa, with her hands on her knees and her back straight.

"also?"

"Yes. I also have some wealth." She looked at Asha who was bringing her snacks and said, "Maybe more than you have. If you can come to my place, maybe I can treat you." As she spoke, her canvas shoes moved away and then together restlessly on the carpet - the girl was afraid that a shark or electric eel would emerge from some pattern.

It's not uncommon in this world.

"Here, drink this."

Asha brought the water - the glass was cool, but the water was boiling and bubbling.

"Are we going somewhere else? How long can I stay in your world?" Su Otome asked her, curiously poking the bubbles on the water surface with her fingertips - the boiling water had the soft and sticky feeling of snow like frost.

"There are so many fun places, but unfortunately..." The girl Asha danced and recommended and described it to her, as if to say: Look up! That's right, the theater is among the stars.

Su Otome took a sip of the water. It was salty and had a faint floral scent. "I mean, where do you want to take me?" she asked. "Shouldn't there be a hopeful sequence list, like a tour guide?"

Go to which place first and which place last, and travel together along the way without taking the wrong path.

"There is no such thing." Asa ran her hands through her long hair, gathered the big curls in her hands, and tied a high ponytail behind her head. Her face was completely exposed.

…It’s so beautiful.

"There is no such thing." Asa shook her ponytail, checking whether it was tight or not, and also checking whether it would loosen. "Just right...ah, I mean there really is no such thing. Ai-chan, only those who are 'full of hope' can see this world, can see that transparent door - do you understand?"

Su Otome silently turned the word "full of hope" over in her mind, and finally she understood what she meant.

On the contrary. In other words, only desperate people can see it.

Chapter 198 Ridiculous story

"I see... So, it's just a casual kindness, right?"

"You can't say it was just a coincidence... hehe." Asa was evasive and didn't want to mention it.

Su Otome didn't pursue the matter, and her soft-lined face remained as cold as ever. "If 'full of hope' is the 'key' to open that transparent door, I can guarantee that we will meet again." She said firmly.

If only despair could come...

Can't I just open the door and come here every day?

Unexpectedly, Asha shook her head vigorously after hearing this: "We will only meet once." She seemed to be more certain than Su Otome: "Only, once. The second time, you should open the door to heaven."

I should have gone earlier, Su Otome thought.

"Hey, I've always been curious." Asha suddenly asked, "Are all the warriors as beautiful and cold as you?"

warrior?

What do you mean?

"Hey. If you were from our world, you would definitely be a top-notch warrior. If we dared to do that, we would have turned into ashes countless times. There was a city on the west coast. Because of the 'birth' of a king who was deeply loved by the people, the entire city turned into ashes with 'joy'. When the traveling merchants passed by, they found that the stone slabs of the city were already covered with a thick layer of black dust."

“What a horrible story.”

Asa stared at Su Otome eagerly, waiting for her to change her words.

"Okay, sorry. That's a 'nice' story."

"That's more like it..." Asa rolled her eyes and let her go: "It's not a story, it's a real event. Do you understand? That's why you are called 'warriors'. In our opinion, some of you are simply warriors - you dare to immerse yourself in 'happiness' all day long... That's amazing."

Su Otome Ai sneered: "Yes, the whole world I live in is full of stupid people. When I saw your lives, this idea became more firm."

Asa stared and emphasized: "It's 'smart'."

She was so cute when she was so cautious, as if anything she said would turn her into ashes.

"Because I want to live, I have a strong desire to live on, so I don't want to turn into ashes. I forbid myself from saying those things because I'm afraid that if I have 'that' feeling in my heart, I will turn into ashes in an instant."

"You people from the Weak Country are too... You see, we from another world would never do that."

Asa sighed: "A unique advantage."

Su Otome told her that the people in her world always turned into ashes when they were alone in the middle of the night, but were reborn from the ashes before dawn when the sun shone on them. This cycle repeats over and over again, and she never gets tired of it.

"That makes you even more of a warrior!"

When Su Otome asked about Osa's family, the answer she got was that they were all "born".

This made her somewhat resentful of the person who made such a rule.

If you don't even have the right to grieve for your family or friends, don't even have the right to recall the past and cry a few times, then living may really become just living for the sake of living - and Sugatome Ai finally realized what "hope" is in this country where sadness and pain must be abandoned.

If man is a wall of pain, then people in this world must keep painting the wall.

People in the real world have the right to peel off the wall and briefly reveal their true selves.

But Asa and the others didn't.

Perhaps they have a unique way of seeing through the bitterness - who paints thicker, who applies more. Is that so?