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"Kiss?"
Several girls looked at the phone; the final result of the random roulette was clear, without any falsification.
It was a kiss.
And it was the Sheltered Ojou-sama who had to offer the kiss.
"It's the most common punishment in King's game."
Kitagawa Marin crossed her arms, her tone subtly nuanced.
She cared a lot.
She absolutely did not want to see Amamiya Natsuki kissed by other girls, not even Kaguya-san!
"It's indeed very common. When playing King's game, someone often suggests this punishment…"
Fujiwara Chika spoke while looking at Amamiya Natsuki.
Amamiya Natsuki happened to look back.
Their eyes met.
A blush appeared at the edges of Secretary Fujiwara's ears, as if rouge had dropped into water and quickly spread, and she hurriedly turned her head away, clearly recalling the water-feeding incident.
In contrast, Shinomiya Kaguya received the biggest shock.
"Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss… kiss…"
For a sheltered young lady who grew up in a sterile environment, the word "kiss" was like a deep-sea bomb, directly stirring up a monstrous tsunami in her heart, completely submerging her.
As a result, Shinomiya Kaguya's mind was hazy, with only the word "kiss" remaining.
Wrong!
The order was wrong!
They should date first, then kiss. Now, there wasn't even a confession, and to kiss a boy because of a punishment was too reckless!
Moreover, the time, place, and occasion were all important. Even if it wasn't on a summer evening with a sky full of sunset glow, or at a summer festival with fireworks blooming, she couldn't choose such a hasty occasion!
"Um, how about we change the punishment?"
Noticing the sudden awkward atmosphere, Yurikawa Hana blinked and suggested softly.
"No." Amamiya Natsuki said with a serious expression, "How can we change our minds so easily when playing a game? Doing what we say is our ninja way."
Kitagawa Marin puffed out her cheeks: "That's Naruto's ninja way, right!"
Amamiya Natsuki looked at the Sheltered Ojou-sama: "Kaguya-san."
"Here."
Hearing the call, the Sheltered Ojou-sama subconsciously looked over, her pretty face already flushed like fire, resembling a ripe tomato.
Amamiya Natsuki pointed to his cheek: "I am willing to sacrifice myself to fulfill your ninja way."
"Poke—"
Even Miko couldn't stand it anymore. She reached out her right hand and poked Amamiya Natsuki's waist, "What ninja way are you talking about? You clearly just want to bully Kaguya-san."
"Cough, cough." Fujiwara Chika lightly coughed twice, "Actually, a kiss on the cheek is fine."
"Kaguya-chan~" Mrs. Shimizu, fearing nothing, leaned close to the Sheltered Ojou-sama's ear and whispered, "Mom is rooting for you. Go for it, direct attack, ki—ss—!"
"…"
Shinomiya Kaguya couldn't help but widen her eyes, various images flooding her mind, eventually leading to overload and overheating.
Thump.
The Sheltered Ojou-sama lost consciousness.
"Eh, eh, Kaguya-san fainted!"
With someone fainted, the game naturally couldn't continue.
Today's outcome.
Shinomiya Kaguya, defeated and returned in failure.
"Natsuki, are you free after school this afternoon? Let's continue researching cosplay, okay?"
On the way back to the classroom, Kitagawa Marin caught up.
"No." Amamiya Natsuki clasped his neck, "I don't want to die from excessive blood loss."
"I won't use that much force!"
Kitagawa Marin clenched her fists and playfully hit Amamiya Natsuki's shoulder.
"I really don't have time this afternoon. I've already made plans with Kaguya-san."
Amamiya Natsuki briefly explained the situation.
He had already agreed with Shinomiya Kaguya to complete Miss Ghost's request together this afternoon.
"Is that so…" Kitagawa Marin nodded lightly, "I wonder if Miss Ghost is still wandering around the shopping mall. Chika and I agreed to play cosplay together this afternoon, what should we do now?"
Amamiya Natsuki casually said:
"Just paste the ability over in advance."
"That makes sense. Then let's do it during lunch break. We'll go to the rooftop to eat our bentos together, and I'll copy the ability to Chika." Kitagawa Marin put her right hand on her hip, quickly making a decision, "Oh, by the way, have you played 'The Wet Miss's Shameful Academy'?"
"I've already experienced it."
"Eh, eh, how was it?" Kitagawa Marin's eyes widened, her wine-red contact lenses shining brightly in the sunlight, exceptionally beautiful, and she smiled brightly, anticipating, "Did you fall in love with Shizuku? Is Shizuku-sama super, super, super cute?"
Amamiya Natsuki pondered for two seconds and gave an objective evaluation:
"Very moist."
Just from the game's title, "The Wet Miss's Shameful Academy," one knew it was very moist.
"…"
In a blink of an eye, it was lunchtime.
Amamiya Natsuki closed his textbook, put his notes into his backpack, stood up, and walked out of the classroom to buy bread.
There were usually three ways to fill one's stomach at noon: one, bringing a bento from home in the morning, which was the most mainstream and had the most people.
The second was to go to the School Cafeteria, which was simple and convenient, with various dishes to choose from.
And the third was the bread and milk sold daily at fixed points by small carts.
Amamiya Natsuki, living alone, naturally had no interest in making bentos. He usually went to the Cafeteria to fill his stomach, but since he had an appointment today, he chose to eat bread.
"Yakisoba bread, you're the one."
After buying a yakisoba bread and a bottle of milk, Amamiya Natsuki took his lunch and turned to walk towards the rooftop.
He pushed open the door and arrived at the rooftop.
A clear blue sky appeared before his eyes, washed clean, transparent, and refreshing, instantly lifting his spirits.
"Natsuki-kun, over here, over here."
A sweet, pleasant voice of a girl reached his ears. In the shadow of a nearby attic, a pink-haired girl was waving.
Amamiya Natsuki stepped over, looked around, and didn't see the Blonde Hot Girl: "Marin isn't here yet?"
"I just came up. There's no one on the rooftop. She must have been delayed by something." Fujiwara Chika tilted her pretty face up, happily squinting her eyes, with her bento box on her knees, "There's also wind on the rooftop, blowing occasionally, which is super comfortable."
"At times like this, are you thinking, 'Oh, fierce wind, be even fiercer'?"
Amamiya Natsuki sat down next to Fujiwara Chika, tore open the packaging, and began to eat his yakisoba bread.
"Eh, eh?" Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened in surprise, "How did you know?"
"Actually, I can read minds."
"Peeking into a girl's thoughts, that feels so disgusting."
"…"
The pink-haired girl quickly pursed her lips, her gaze falling on the yakisoba bread in Amamiya Natsuki's hand.
"Stare—"
Fujiwara Chika's tone was nostalgic, and she blinked: "The last time I ate yakisoba bread was in Junior high school. In a blink of an eye, we're high school students now."
"Want a bite?"
Amamiya Natsuki asked.
Fujiwara Chika extended two fingers, gently tapping her chest: "Suddenly asking me to take a bite…"
Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow: "Do you want two bites instead?"
Fujiwara Chika puffed out her cheeks: "One bite is enough!"
"Here." Amamiya Natsuki handed over the bread: "Don't bite where I just bit."
"I wouldn't bite there!"
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