Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Although he and Mori Yuesa have known each other for a while, their relationship is definitely not close enough to the point where they live in the same room and share a bathroom.

What's more, he is willing, but Mori Yuesa is not.

"You can sleep on the deck and see if Mr. Carr will hook you. Maybe after crossing the Atlantic, you can open a fishery in New York."

Jack took a deep breath and said, "I am now raising a very urgent and urgent issue that needs to be resolved. You can wait a moment before mocking me. Don't worry, the ship is moving and I can't swim."

Mori Yuesha curled her lips: "There is a public lounge on the ship, I wish you good luck, Mr. Hanhan."

Jack's mouth dropped open. "You mean, I'm going to live in the common room?"

"How about I go?" Mori Yuesha tilted her head and looked at him.

The man muttered as he entered the room. Mori Yuesa opened the door and wanted to ask the waiter for directions, but she found that the curly-haired boy who had just been on the side of the ship was standing expressionlessly next to her room.

His father was not here.

"Hi?"

The girl smiled and squatted in front of the boy: "Where is your father?"

The boy looked at Mori Yuesa.

"You're so beautiful," he said.

The boy's expressionless face suddenly came alive, his eyes staring straight at the teardrop mole at the corner of Mori Yuesa's eye.

"It's beautiful, sister. I think many people have said that, right?"

Mori Yuesha raised her head proudly: "Of course. Hey, you are not bad either. When you grow up, you will be a handsome boy."

The boy shook his head. "I know myself well. Are you worried that I'll get lost?"

He pointed behind him.

"My father and I have our room here. I just don't want to go in there."

Mori Yuesa looked at the door curiously - he lived next door to her.

The boy saw Mori Yuesha's confusion and showed a rare shy expression. He pulled the girl a few steps to the side.

"The reason is that he always brings back some strange people." He gestured awkwardly: "You know, there are some things that children are not allowed to touch or know - although I have heard about it a long time ago..."

Mori Tsukisa: ...

This…

The girl subconsciously pulled the boy up and walked two more steps to the side.

"I'm staying here because I'm afraid that when I come back, his head will be gone, along with his suitcase and valuables."

Mori Yuesha touched the boy's head and jokingly said, "Are you afraid that someone will kill you for money? Is your father rich?"

"Who can say for sure about this world?"

This boy, who was about seven or eight years old and looked very young, made a very mature expression.

He looked at Mori Yuesha and said with an admonition: "He is rich, but he is a Grandet. If you want to get wealth by clinging to him, I advise you to give up this idea."

"He even deducted the money he gave to those women."

The boy's attitude of 'I don't think highly of you' made Mori Yuesa curious.

She was curious about what kind of living environment could make a boy of seven or eight years old, who was naive and annoying, become so mature and polite.

"Is that so? Then forget it. If I want to curry favor with someone, I have to find someone generous, right?" The girl winked at him, but he didn't buy it and pointed at Mori Yuesha's earrings.

"Liar. Are you kidding me? Just this pair of earrings can keep a person well-fed and well-clothed for several years, not to mention your expensive clothes."

The boy used his careful thinking to quickly determine Mori Yuesha's identity: "You are a thief, right?"

Mori Tsukisa: ...

“You and that blond, smirking man are obviously not siblings or in another close relationship.

But you live in a suite?

This shows that you stole the invitation.

For this purpose, he even stole a set of clothes.”

“That man may not have realized it himself, but his walking posture was definitely not the same as that of someone who always wears leather shoes and suits.

That means this is the first or second time he’s worn this outfit.”

"Not to mention his redneck look."

The boy shrugged and added, "I don't discriminate against country bumpkins. The above remarks only represent my opinion of you."

After listening to the boy's long speech, Mori Yuesa stood up, shook her skirt, and then walked around the door of her father's room without refuting her identity.

"You're just waiting here?" Mori Yuesha pointed to the end of the corridor and said, "How about we go get something to eat?"

The boy was moved. He looked at the door and then at Mori Yuesha.

"Your father can't find you, can't he-?"

“He often can’t find me.”

The boy stretched out his chubby little hand towards Mori Yuesha: "Let me introduce myself, Howard Stark, eight years old."

The girl squatted down again, stretched out her slender hand and held his.

"My name is Mori Yuesha, or you can call me sister or something."

Mori Yuesha winked at him and said, "Also, I'm not a thief. I'm a traveling wizard."

"What is a planeswalker?"

"A mysterious creature."

"How mysterious?"

"As mysterious as a girl's age."

The voice faded away, and the two people, one big and one small, disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Chapter 23 Little Wooden Horse

Lunch included vegetable soup, halibut fillet, steak and kidney pie, roast Surrey chicken, grilled lamb chops, fried/baked smashed potatoes, rice pudding, apple Manhattan cocktails and snacks.

The waiter took out the menu and handed it to Mori Yuesha and Howard, and then added: "In addition, you can also choose the buffet, including fresh lobster, steak, Bologna sausage, chicken jelly and selected cheeses."

Mori Yuesa didn't care. She fanned the menu and asked Howard.

"Let's eat here, order some." The boy pointed at a few dishes like a little adult, and Mori Yuesha also selected a few.

"What are you going to do?"

What should I do? Mori Yuesha turned her head.

The boy folded his arms. "You don't want to live in a suite with that blond idiot, do you?"

Mori Yuesha shook her head: "I will ask about the additional ticket later, second class is also fine.

That silly gentleman finally got a chance to experience first class, so I won’t bully him.”

Mori Yuesa was just teasing Jack. She would not let that man live miserably in the common room.

A girl from modern times doesn't necessarily have to enjoy first-class treatment. Moreover, compared with the origin world, the so-called "ultimate luxury" experience in this era is just average.

Of course Mori Yuesha in the second class could accept it.

The boy hesitated and nodded.

"I thought you liked him."

Mori Yuesha looked at the boy with amusement: "I don't like men."

"Of course, I don't like boys either."

After these words were spoken, Howard deflated in a rare way.

It was as if all the maturity and confidence had been returned to his father. He showed his childish side again, pouting and clinking the fork in his hand.

"Damn it. I even prepared a set of excuses and was ready to make a ten-year agreement with you..."

The boy mumbled, and Mori Yuesha seemed to hear some curse words mixed in: "There is no chance at all, why is my first love so painful..."

Mori Yuesa: You are like this, and you still have the nerve to complain about your father?

The girl smoothed her hair, ignored the child's self-doubt, and asked about their destination.

"Also going to the central city?"

Howard nodded to the waiter, straightened the steak, and replied casually, "Of course, maybe I can start a company or something. When that happens, don't cry because you missed me."

An adult and a child were chatting while eating lunch. The restaurant was decorated with exquisite molded stucco ceilings and artistic leaded glass windows. The sunlight from the sea shone in, bringing a warm smell.

After dinner, the two of them went to take a look at the first-class lounge.

Mori Yuesa suddenly felt that it would be a good idea to let Jack live here.

It's decorated like a room in Versailles.

Carefully inlaid curved panels, a marble fireplace, and on the mantel stands a classic statue "Artemis at Versailles".

Guests can take a Turkish steam bath first, and then relax in the cooling room with a cigar or a glass of whiskey.

In this dreamlike room, colorful bricks wrap around all four sides, and the gilded beams and bronze lamps exude luxury and refinement between light and shadow.

It is decorated like a Sultan's palace.

Going inside, there is a lounge exclusively for women. The walls are white and decorated with elegant porcelain vases and sculptures.

They can read or write letters here and chat about things between women.

As Howard was getting impatient waiting, Mori Yuesa didn't look around carefully and took him to the fitness area.

"You want me to play this?"

In the fitness and entertainment area, Mori Yuesha pointed at the rocking horse in front of her and asked angrily, "This is something for children to play with. Can you just play with it yourself?"

The wooden horse was lifelike, but much smaller, and it was obviously for children to play with.

Around them, there were a few men in their forties playing ring toss with their children.

Mori Yuesha looked around and was determined not to sit on it.

Howard pouted: "Others are brought up by their fathers and mothers, but I..."

“I should be happy if I’m the only one playing, right?

At least, it can make you look less pitiful..."

Mori Yuesha sighed and lowered her eyes: "Stop pretending, tell me, am I on your left or right?"

Howard immediately laughed, pouting his fat face, squinting his eyes, and pointing at the little white wooden horse on his left.

The girl was like a suicide squad about to go to the battlefield. She bit her cheek, slightly lifted the hem of her skirt, and looked around quietly.

While no one was paying attention, he jumped on the toy horse.

She grasped the two handles beside the horse's head with both hands, stepped on the pedals below with her small high heels, and began to rock with a look on her face as if her father had died.

"You should be happier." The boy next to her was giving her advice.

"Shut up."

Mori Yuesha shook the wooden horse unhappily. Since the girl had a small face, it did look quite suitable from a distance.

"Pfft!"

Howard couldn't help but laugh.

He has been holding back his laughter since just now.

He couldn't hold it back, and a long snot hung at the corner of his mouth.

"Puchi!" This scene also made Mori Yuesha laugh.

Two people, one riding a white horse and the other riding a black horse, were staggering on top and laughing at each other.