Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

[Note: Not every planeswalker has a 'profiler'. ]

[A certain holder once said that all the profile holders he had come into contact with had different ways of showing themselves.]

[A calm personality will make the profile more accurate... but also more boring; for some planeswalkers with active personalities, the profile data tends to be more unpredictable and disordered. ]

Mori Yuesha:?

You mean, I'm a psycho?

The girl reached into her pocket and quietly drew a line on the card with her finger: ???

Unfortunately, I didn't get a reply.

Just as he was struggling with how to adjust his own personality so that his profiler could function normally, he heard Mr. Bai's instructions.

"If, if you are a human, please leave here as soon as possible - I mean, go back to your human world." He leaned against the wall, waited for Mori Yuesa to approach, and walked towards the elevator with her side by side.

"I'll probably have to bother you for a few more days, Mr. Bai."

Mori Yuesa could feel no dragging sensation inside her body. If such a sensation occurred, it would mean that she was about to go back.

"Call me Bai Long, or Bai." He was silent for a moment. "Next time you come, take me with you. This time is too dangerous. I thought you were here to work."

Mori Yuesha nodded in agreement, and then looked at the young Mr. Bai with short hair and joked, "You don't fit in here."

Since coming here, Mori Yuesha has seen too many fiery faces: "As soon as I came in, I noticed that the state of the people around me..."

"Anyway, you don't fit in here, White Dragon-kun."

"Because I shouldn't be here either." Bai Long lowered his head, and the wooden boards he stepped on creaked.

"But it's too late."

Mori Yuesha didn't respond.

Because asking 'why is it too late' or 'why shouldn't I be here' is a meaningless statement.

She was just a passer-by, and just an ordinary female planeswalker with a physical fitness that barely exceeded that of a human.

In this world full of gods and monsters, she had no way to defeat a witch. And Mr. Haku's words all pointed the finger or the end point of the topic to Yubaba.

This was a problem she couldn't solve. Since she couldn't solve it, she shouldn't worry about it.

Chapter 12 Granny Qian's Candy

"Go back quickly. Do you have a ticket?" At the door of the bathhouse, Bai Long looked at the girl who had just tidied her clothes with concern.

The latter took out a card from his pocket and waved his pink nails at Bailong.

"What? It turns out that Granny Zeni is nice to you." He suddenly realized something, and the corners of his mouth finally turned up. "Okay, next time you come, find me at the door."

Mori Yuesha didn't eat anything on Shenming Street, nor did she communicate with the shop owners or passers-by. She said goodbye to Bailong and went straight to the station to wait for the Haiyuan train.

She didn't think that the black shadows calling her were trying to give her a 20% discount.

————Yuesha sauce is taking the car————

“I see…” With her glasses on, Zeniba took the small red wallet from Mori Tsukisa.

After opening it, there were several round punched crystals buried inside, sparkling.

"Don't underestimate these coins. They are worth a lot of money..." Granny Qian put the crystal into her purse and threw it on the table: "Xiao Yuesha, this journey is very interesting, isn't it?"

Mori Yuesha was eating a small puff-like cake, her mouth was bulging, and the corners of her mouth were stained with white: "It's okay, except that I was almost beaten to death by your sister, my mother-in-law, everything else is quite interesting."

Granny Qian: ...

The old witch didn't care. There was no guilt on her huge face. She looked behind Mori Yuesha with an unpredictable attitude and waved her hand: "Well, it's impossible. She wouldn't dare to hurt you."

Mori Yuesa raised her eyebrows and turned around - there was an empty floor and kitchen counter.

She was too lazy to argue with this old riddler, so she simply told the story in a disjointed manner. When she talked about Mr. Bai, Granny Qian suddenly spoke:

"That child shouldn't have come here. I tried to persuade him when he first came here many years ago. Unfortunately, he still insisted on learning magic from that guy."

"Learning magic?"

"Yes. Actually, the child's problem cannot be solved by magic. But he was too stubborn and rejected my kindness. He insisted on following her. Now, it is difficult for him to turn back."

Zeniba finally began to explain: "I don't teach you magic, not because you can't learn it. It's just that this world doesn't exist 'real'. You've seen a lot of shrines, right?"

Mori Yuesha nodded.

"These 'gods' are not the beings you understand. They are just guys with some small abilities who are worshipped in the mortal world," Granny Qian pointed with her finger to create a gap so small that it was almost invisible, "and there are also monsters, spirits, and spirits. We rely on faith and rules to gain 'existence'."

"There are also a few dead people who linger here and become one of us. And how can the magic developed by relying on "existence" be considered "real"? "

"I have not taught you magic because you have a broad, sunny road to walk on. Why do you want to walk on this small, narrow dead end?"

After saying this, Granny Qian opened the glass jar, pinched out a few sugar cubes and placed them in front of her, pointing: "The hot spring house is not an ordinary hot spring."

She broke off a small corner of a sugar cube.

"We are holding a 'purification' ceremony, using hot springs to cleanse the guests and eliminate bad luck. Bathing is also to purify their polluted spiritual power."

Granny Qian waved her hand, and the sugar cube with a missing corner began to move: it twisted and turned in a circle in the pile of sugar, imitating the posture of a hot spring guest.

The old witch was imitating the sound of hot water, pouting her lips: "Gulp, gulp, gulp."

Mori Tsukisa: There’s no need to be so realistic…

After satisfying her desire, Granny Qian tapped the table with her finger - the sugar cube bounced out and returned to its original state.

"That's why my sister's status is so high." Granny Qian sighed, seeming dissatisfied. "The pollution in industrial society is too serious, and those gods and spirits have to purify themselves more frequently. A hundred years ago, there was even a large-scale decay and alienation."

"The same is true of that white dragon..."

Granny Qian narrowed her eyes. "If a river is polluted, it will become a stinking river. If a stinking river is filled up, it will lose its status. This stupid dragon wants to learn how to purify spiritual energy from my sister so that he can continue to be 'clean'..."

"How can such a good thing happen..." Granny Qian was tired of talking and picked up the cup to take a sip of tea.

Mori Yuesha suddenly realized: "Bai, Bai Long, Mr. Bai. So, it's really a dragon? Oh, isn't the name too perfunctory?"

Looking at Mori Tsukisa's incredulous expression, Zeniba laughed out loud, "It's not named after Haku. Gods have their own real names. But——"

"Taken away by Yubaba?"

Mori Yuesa recalled the scene when she signed her name, and the words stood up and were led to the palms of Yubaba one by one. "I remember Yubaba said that people who lost their jobs have no right to exist?"

"She didn't lie to you, but she only told you half the truth." Zeniba put down her teacup, picked up the sugar cubes on the table that had just been 'taken to the hot spring', and put them into the black tea one by one: "That's the rule of the 'Yuya Station'. It doesn't work in the 'bottom of the swamp'. Where do you belong?"

Mori Yuesha smiled and gave Granny Qian a mischievous look: "Of course I belong to the "bottom of the swamp"!"

"So—this doesn't work for you."

The old man knocked on the table and said disdainfully: "You are not under the jurisdiction of the "Tangwu" station. On the contrary, you landed at the "bottom of the swamp", so I sensed you and saw you at the first time. I am willing to share "existence" with you, and you don't have to work for her."

"I don't work for you either."

"Of course," laughed Granny Qian, "but you made a lot of delicious food! Just think of it as work. Anyway, you are mine, and I am happy to share my existence with you. What's the problem?"

Mori Yuesa nodded obediently and looked at the wallet.

Granny Qian knew the girl's endless curiosity, so she simply told her a story.

——A long time ago, two witches with great magical powers worked together to build a shrine and named it "Sento".

The elder sister is kind, optimistic, cheerful, beautiful, gentle, generous, slender and charming, strong but compassionate and caring for the little one... (half of the cheesecake time is omitted below.)

The younger sister is vicious, boring, greedy and cold-hearted. In order to earn more treasures from the gods and monsters who come to take a bath, she uses her magic power to turn all those who don't work for her into pigs.

From now on, in this place, those who want to share faith and maintain their existence must work for these two sisters.

One day, the elder sister couldn't stand her younger sister's behavior any more. She used her magic power to create a "Witch Contract Seal" and used the powerful magic of the seal to sign a contract with her younger sister:

【From this day on, the name of "sento" was changed to "yuya". 】

[All management rights are handed over to my younger sister. ]

[In contrast, my sister moved away from here. She only comes here every month to collect her small share of the dividends - that is, the part of the faith that the gods share, in order to maintain her own existence.]

[Apart from this, all the gold, silver and treasures belong to my sister.]

After gaining power, the younger sister gradually began to dislike her elder sister who was enjoying the fruits of her labor.

After that, every time there was a dividend distribution day, they would try to obstruct it.

——Because if my sister fails to get the dividend, the contract will be broken. I will have the faith and treasure alone. Sister?

Nothing.

Zeniba blew away the steam from the tea and finished the story slowly. When he looked up, he found Mori Tsukisa staring at him thoughtfully.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Mori Yuesha hesitated for a moment: "So, the kind, optimistic, cheerful and charming woman in the story is——"

Granny Qian smiled and said, "Yes, she is..."

Mori Tsukisa: "Is that Yubaba?"

Granny Qian: (?^｀) ? ?

Chapter 13 She from the human world

Time flies by quickly.

These days, Mori Yuesha often traveled back and forth between the cat hill and the swamp bottom, playing with Hei Wan and those cat spirits. After a long time, the girl could understand most of the cats' expressions from their reactions.

——So, when you come into contact with any language, the first words you learn are swear words.

Mori Yuesha was a little eager to try. She really wanted to understand what the cat who had been lying in Alia's arms all year round was thinking!

Ha, ha, ha! Wait till I get back! Dead cat!

Granny Qian: ...Is it necessary to go through so much trouble? You will naturally get it in a few years.

"Naturally?"

The witch smiled but said nothing.

Mori Yuesa didn't have any hope for this mysterious witch - she didn't even have the interest to continue asking questions, and served the sea bream, daifuku, and hot soup soba noodles to the table.

That’s right, today’s dish is sea bream and daifuku, and wasabi noodles in hot soup.

For these sea breams, Mori Yuesha spent a lot of effort to get Granny Qian to buy them from the Cat King. The Cat King was not so generous to this mutant fish that was as long as a girl's leg.

He licked his paws with pride, completely ignoring Mori Yuesha's pitiful expression. He licked his paws, washed his own face, and then began to wash the faces of the remaining little ones.

Just ignore her.

Later, I don’t know what price Granny Zeni paid before the Cat King loosened his mouth (in the physical sense) and let go of the fresh ingredient.

By the way, as Mori Yuesha expected, the men he sent out to look for catnip... did not come back.

what!what!what!

The fat orange god looked puzzled: How could a little mint make my extremely loyal cat warrior abandon his faith?

The gods who did not believe in evil decided to send more people to the human world.

Alas, facing the setting sun, the warriors who never returned...

Wouldn’t it be better not to send the cat… Mori Yuesa thought helplessly.

Because of the snapper incident, the cat king's stinginess made her a little unhappy, so the girl decided not to remind him for the time being╭(╯^╰)╮

"Kuromaru can walk steadily now. Oh, that little guy was really stubborn." Granny Zeni used magic to give Kuromaru four legs, and now the brave cat can run all over the mountains and fields.

Like a cyberpunk cat.

Mori Yuesa was helping Zeniba divide the fish when she suddenly thought of the date.

"Eh? It's been a month, right? Am I going today?"

"Oh, oh, didn't Xiao Yuesha do a great job last time? I'll ask you to do it again this time." It was dividend day again, and Granny Qian lazily slumped in the chair, patting her belly.