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"Kaguya-chan, confess!"
Fujiwara Chika waved her right hand, her smile bright. "You're the one!"
"Con-confess…"
Shinomiya Kaguya's eyes widened, the red ribbon behind her shoulders trembling slightly, and she subconsciously looked towards Amamiya Natsuki.
She was actually being asked to confess, and in front of so many people?
She couldn't do it!
There was no way she could do it!
Amamiya Natsuki turned his head to look at Shinomiya Kaguya.
Their eyes met.
A faint blush quickly rose on Dumbfounded Miss's pretty face, then she quickly averted her gaze.
"I'm going to the restroom…"
Shinomiya Kaguya wanted to leave first.
"Go to the restroom after the confession is over." Fujiwara Chika tilted her head and looked over, the pink-haired girl smiling sweetly. "Kaguya-chan, you're not trying to run away, are you?"
"I'm not."
Shinomiya Kaguya flatly denied it.
It's a strategic retreat, how can it be considered running away in the face of battle?
"Then confess quickly." Fujiwara Chika turned her head, clenched her right fist, and gently tapped it on the table. "Natsuki-kun, what do you think?"
Amamiya Natsuki intertwined his fingers, propped up his chin, striking a standard commander's pose, and said in a deep voice:
"A bet is a bet. Since we all made the rules together, we should, of course, abide by them… Kaguya-chan, you're not going to be a sore loser, are you?"
"…"
Shinomiya Kaguya bit her silver teeth, unable to resist glaring over.
To say such a thing, gloating, watching from the sidelines, it made her incredibly angry!
"Exactly." Fujiwara Chika struck the same pose as Amamiya Natsuki, a sweet smile on her face. "Kaguya-chan is so amazing, she definitely wouldn't be a sore loser, right?"
You two are in cahoots, in league with each other! I curse you to suffer a downfall after your joy!
"…I'll say it then."
Shinomiya Kaguya bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, her pretty face slightly red, and looked towards Amamiya Natsuki.
And then…
"Natsuki-kun."
Shinomiya Kaguya bit her pink, moist lips and called out softly.
"I'm here."
Amamiya Natsuki straightened his back.
"You get up." Shinomiya Kaguya extended a slender, delicate finger, pointing to the corner of the wall, and ordered, "Go a bit further."
Amamiya Natsuki was speechless: "Is that necessary?"
"It's very necessary." Shinomiya Kaguya's gaze was firm. "No room for discussion."
"…"
Amamiya Natsuki sighed, could only helplessly get up, walk to the corner, and then take out his phone from his pocket: "Can I take a picture?"
"No."
"Then a video as a souvenir?"
"You stop it right now!"
"Yes, yes." Amamiya Natsuki regretfully put away his phone, raising both hands. "You can confess now."
"…"
"Hoo…"
Shinomiya Kaguya lightly exhaled, her gaze shifting slightly, finally landing on the long, black-haired girl sitting next to Amamiya Natsuki.
That's right.
Miko was the one to be confessed to.
"Miko-san." Shinomiya Kaguya clasped her hands in front of her chest, trying her best not to show a guilty expression. "…I like you."
Ah ah ah ah! Her first time actively confessing in her life, and the object of her confession was actually a girl! Her most important first time was just gone like that!
"Eh, that doesn't count." Fujiwara Chika waved her right hand downwards, her eyes sparkling. "Kaguya-chan didn't show any emotion at all; she was clearly just reading it out. Do it again."
Shinomiya Kaguya's pretty face hardened, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her eyes hidden by the shadow of her bangs, and a faint smile appeared on her lips:
"Fujiwara is very cute~"
She actually wanted her to do it again! This cancer of the Earth, she really should be sealed in the Mariana Trench!
"Ahem~" Miko lightly coughed twice. "Um, should we continue playing the game?"
Although it was just a game, being confessed to by a girl still felt a bit strange.
"Keep going, keep going." Fujiwara Chika enthusiastically waved. "Natsuki-kun, you can come back and play the game."
"…"
Four traitors, one Yurikawa. If they lost a second time, there really would be no justice.
The second round of sniping was successful.
"I won." Fujiwara Chika was the first to become the winner of life. "Next is King's game time."
"Chika-chan, do you want to use the random spinner?"
Yurikawa Hana handed over her phone.
"Alright…"
Fujiwara Chika was very interested.
"Ahem."
Amamiya Natsuki lightly coughed twice, giving a reminder.
Fujiwara Chika quickly remembered the mission of this 'setup'. "Not for now, I've thought of a punishment… Number Three and Number Four hold hands for ten minutes."
The duration of Copy and Paste was not fixed at five minutes; it often fluctuated. To be safe, it was necessary to extend the contact time.
"I'm Number Four." Yurikawa Hana raised her hand.
Next was Amamiya Natsuki: "I'm Number Three."
"Eh, holding hands?" Yurikawa Hana was startled, stammering, "Isn't ten minutes too long?"
"It wouldn't be challenging if it were too short." Fujiwara Chika used a taunting tactic. "A bet is a bet, Yurikawa, you're not going to renege, are you?"
"I wouldn't."
The busty girl's gaze quickly became firm.
Under Miko's gaze, Amamiya Natsuki held Yurikawa Hana's hand.
Goal achieved.
"Ability being copied…"
Finding a splinter in his palm in the morning was nothing, but now it was a proper hand-holding, and with so many people watching. Yurikawa Hana's face clearly flushed, and she looked apologetically at Miko, whispering an apology:
"Miko, I'm sorry…"
Miko felt even more guilty.
The one who should be saying sorry was clearly herself.
Several minutes later.
"Copy successful."
Amamiya Natsuki nodded slightly, having successfully acquired the ability.
"Should we keep playing?" Fujiwara Chika said enthusiastically, "This time, we'll compete fairly."
"I'm not playing anymore." Miko was in a bad mood, constantly feeling like she was backstabbing her best friend. "I have other things to do. I'm going back first."
Yurikawa Hana rose to her feet, saying, "Then I'll go back with Miko."
"Natsuki, quickly transfer your ability to Kaguya-chan." Mrs. Shimizu clasped her hands to her chest, her voice full of anticipation, "I want to cuddle with Kaguya-chan."
"I refuse." Shinomiya Kaguya crossed her arms, rejecting him decisively without hesitation. "Yurikawa-san just left; you can go catch up with her."
Being hugged and rubbed against like that—she wasn't a child; how could she agree?
"Kaguya-chan is so cold." Mrs. Shimizu looked pitiful. "Mom is a guardian spirit; if I'm too far from Natsuki, I'll be forced back."
"Then wait until class starts." Shinomiya Kaguya stood up and walked out of the club room. "The classroom is only separated by one wall. After class starts, you can cuddle with Yurikawa-san."
"Eh~" Mrs. Shimizu drew out her words, smiling, "Is Kaguya-chan perhaps jealous?"
"Of course not!" Shinomiya Kaguya clenched her fists in anger, unable to help but shout, "Who would be jealous over such a small matter!"
"..."
As Shinomiya Kaguya left, the club room quickly grew quiet.
"Last night, another evil spirit appeared, hanging upside down from my room's ceiling—it was super scary. In the end, I had no choice but to run to Moeha's room to sleep." Fujiwara Chika grumbled, "When I woke up this morning, Moeha even complained that I stole her blanket."
Amamiya Natsuki agreed, "You don't sleep soundly to begin with."
"Where?"
"That rainy night..."
"Cough, cough, don't say it!" Fujiwara Chika quickly interrupted, a tempting blush swiftly rising on her pretty face, like the clouds of a summer evening. She waved her hand, shooing him away. "I can organize my things myself. Go, go."
"..."
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