"Aba aba, aba aba..."
"Bong bong bong bong bong bong"
The Vienna Woods Waltz was playing on the record player, its leaping, charming, romantic melody making one instinctively want to embrace and dance to the rhythm, feeling the other person's body curves, touching the heart beating due to love... Mori Tsukisa sat on the edge of the bed, wearing ivory-white pajamas, one shoulder exposed, her abundant black hair spread across her body.
The girl didn't care about her exposed skin, innocently staring at the empty static space in front of her, rocking her small head left and right, swaying listlessly to the rhythm of the waltz.
Her small, round toes wiggled up and down on the warm floor.
Seductive yet... ethereal.
Not far away, Yuno Gasai was bent over a desk, writing and drawing under the lamp light.
"Yuno... aba aba... boring... aba aba..."
"What are you doing bong cha cha bong cha cha~"
Mori Tsukisa propped herself up on the bed with both hands, kicking her calves in the air. Her little bear slippers were tossed under the table, and her smooth ankles swung back and forth.
Since Miss Watashi learned of Mori Tsukisa's'secret,' the girl, who had intended to sneak away, was decisively pinned by Yuno Cat by the tail, like a mouse about to escape.
"I'm writing down precautions," Yuno Gasai said, focusing intently without lifting her head. "Tsukisa had better memorize them before leaving, or I'll be angry."
Mori Tsukisa let out a long sigh, flopped onto the bed in a spread-eagle shape, her dull eyes filled with depression.
"But nothing happened last time, or the time before that..."
Yuno Gasai sighed and put down her pen.
"That's because you were lucky, Tsukisa. Dimension-traveling... well, that ability of yours is too dangerous." Yuno Gasai's serious demeanor reminded Mori Tsukisa of Aria.
"Have you considered what happens if your landing spot is a dangerous place?"
"Making decisions based on intuition—I won't deny that most of the time, your judgment is more accurate than many people's."
"But..."
Yuno worriedly looked at the 'girl corpse'—a huge mound blocked her face, and from Yuno Gasai's perspective, she could only vaguely make out a silhouette against the dim yellow light.
Mori Tsukisa pouted, then sat up with a heave. "Alright, alright... I just..."
It's just that I have a few good Mamas protecting me.
Can I say that?
Mori Tsukisa propped herself up on her knees playfully, her soft, bright red hair brushing past her lips as she cupped her face. "Yuno, are you that worried about me?"
Yuno Gasai glared irritably at the hysterical girl, then turned back to continue writing and drawing. The girl was still going 'bong cha cha bong cha cha'... Shaking her head, Yuno couldn't help but curve her lips into a smile.
The charming little lunatic... "Eighth item..."
Under Yuno Gasai's intense gaze, the girl swallowed the profanity she was about to utter.
"This many?!"
Mori Tsukisa covered her face, peeking through her fingers—on the long strip of paper, countless rules were neatly arranged line by line by Yuno Gasai, each line beginning with a number.
She wouldn't take the paper handed to her, even if it killed her.
Yuno Gasai: "...Tactical boots... wilderness survival... Second item: You are not allowed to..."
"Oh, Miss Great Detective—"
Yuno Gasai looked at the girl acting cute and spoiled in front of her, completely unmoved. "You are not allowed to wear skirts and high boots!"
"Stop being dramatic! You cannot wear a small Western dress!"
Not far from where the two girls were talking, the closet door was wide open, revealing two black Western dresses hanging inside. The black hems stood out from the other clothes, looking as if they had been forcefully yanked up by someone.
"I like skirts..."
Yuno Gasai rubbed her temples and snapped, "Mori Tsukisa!"
"The clothes Yuno bought are hideous..."
Murmuring, Mori Tsukisa's gaze shifted to the clothes on the bed—a tacky combat uniform, with black tactical boots placed beside the bed.
Or maybe, I'll change once I get there?
Yuno Gasai lowered the corners of her mouth in frustration. She knew exactly what Mori Tsukisa was thinking.
"In short, you are not allowed to do anything dangerous. Mori Tsukisa? Mori Tsukisa?"
Boom-cha-cha, boom-cha-cha~
Smack.
An English exercise book slapped down onto the young girl's head.
Mori Tsukisa clutched her head and shot Yuno Gasai a look. "I know, I know. Don't worry, Yuno. Am I the kind of person who acts recklessly?"
Yuno Gasai: It's exactly who you are.
"I'll memorize it all, don't worry." Mori Tsukisa sat on the bed, shifting around. "Besides, Yuno, you don't know what the situation is like over there. What if it's just a vast ocean?"
Yuno Gasai pointed to the mirror—Mori Tsukisa's land card space. "Can a yacht fit in there?"
Mori Tsukisa:...No, that's not necessary... Yuno, you know how to enjoy yourself even more than I do.
"Anyway, Mama Yuno, please rest assured."
Mori Tsukisa reclined lazily on the bed, her long legs exposed, their pale whiteness overlapping and gently rubbing together like a cat that had just woken up from a nap.
She also looked like a deep-sea siren who had finally come ashore and begun to seduce people.
"I'll take good care of myself."
Yuno Gasai stole a glance without a trace, then turned her head away, showing only her back.
"Come back early."
"Mm."
"Stay safe."
"Mm."
"And..."
"Mm."
Miss me.
Yuno Gasai grit her teeth and remained silent as she pushed open the door and walked out of the bedroom.
On the sword rack in the living room sat the Murasame that Mori Tsukisa had given her.
Yuno Gasai was very worried about Mori Tsukisa.
No, she wasn't worried about her life being in danger—as they fought together more often, Mori Tsukisa's Ability made Yuno feel increasingly at ease.
Yuno even believed that Mori Tsukisa must be hiding some secrets in places she didn't know about.
What she worried about was that this charming little lunatic would drift further and further away from humanity. Each trip might only last half an hour, but who knew how many days or events Mori Tsukisa had actually experienced?
That indifferent and ethereal look in her eyes made even the already-rotten Yuno Gasai feel a bit of a chill—
It was a state that had already transcended the human realm.
Devoid of emotion, indifferent, and detached. Would this state push her further and further away?
Yuno Gasai didn't care about Mori Tsukisa's attitude toward the whole World; she only cared about Mori Tsukisa's attitude toward her.
Mori Tsukisa... Mori Tsukisa... Patter, patter.
Soft footsteps sounded behind her.
A pair of slender hands hugged Yuno Gasai from behind, followed by a seductive floral scent wafting into her nose.
Mori Tsukisa's chin rested on Yuno's shoulder; the two of them pressed against each other in quiet silence.
"Yuno?"
Mori Tsukisa's voice seemed to carry the scent of sweet milk and mint leaves. She held Yuno Gasai gently, her forehead rubbing softly against the other's hair.
"I'll come back safely."
With her back to Mori Tsukisa, the girl couldn't see Yuno's expression. Hmm... she must be very worried about me, right?
Pink and black hair mingled together as Mori Tsukisa continued to whisper comforts into her ear.
However, the Yuno Gasai facing away didn't have even a trace of sorrow on her face... none at all.
Heehee... as if some scheme had succeeded, the girl's eyes stared straight at the wall... the corners of her mouth curled into a bizarre, exaggerated grin.
She felt the pressure from behind and picked up a strand of hair that smelled of Mori Tsukisa—
And put it in her mouth.
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