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The girl on the rooftop had blonde hair that reached her waist.
She wore a black choker around her neck.
A pair of red cosmetic contact lenses.
There were also several decorative earrings on her ears.
Looking from the side, the girl had a beautiful nose and pink lips, a tall and slender figure, and was silently looking up at the white clouds in the sky, her demeanor exceptionally serene and quiet.
It was Kitagawa Marin.
Seeing such a serene Hot Girl for the first time, Amamiya Natsuki's steps paused slightly.
Unfortunately, he only had time to admire her for two seconds before Kitagawa Marin turned her head to look at him, a bright and charming smile, as radiant as the sun, blooming on her face as she waved and called out:
"Natsuki, come over here, come over here!"
The girl's clear voice drifted into his ears with the wind, exceptionally bright.
This is Kitagawa.
The image of a quiet literary girl doesn't match your Hot Girl attribute at all!
Amamiya Natsuki walked over and sat down beside Kitagawa Marin, looking at the food in the girl's hand, a seaweed rice ball that had been eaten twice, and asked:
"Why are you only eating rice balls?"
"After waking up this morning, I originally planned to make a bento to bring to school, but a malevolent spirit came through the wall. Its hair was super long, reaching all the way to the ground, super scary." Kitagawa Marin said while gesturing with her hands, "I was halfway through making the bento and just couldn't continue, so I just casually made two rice balls to bring to school."
"What about your skill?"
"Of course, I already used it!"
Amamiya Natsuki tore open the packaging bag and handed the stir-fried noodle bread in his hand to the girl: "Want a bite?"
"Yes, it looks much tastier than rice balls."
Kitagawa Marin was completely unreserved, leaning forward and taking a big bite.
"Tit for tat." Kitagawa Marin's cheeks puffed out, and she held up the rice ball in her hand, "You take a bite too."
Amamiya Natsuki looked down: "It's all your saliva."
"Just bite the side, then." Kitagawa Marin's pretty face flushed slightly, and she raised her elbow, gently bumping Amamiya Natsuki, "Hurry up and bite."
"Since you put it that way…" Amamiya Natsuki lowered his head and took a bite of the rice ball, tasting it carefully, "It tastes a bit salty."
"At a time like this, you just need to say 'Thank you for the treat'!"
"Yes, thank you for the treat."
"…"
Amamiya Natsuki took a sip of milk: "Has the Scythe Evil Spirit appeared these past few days?"
"No." Kitagawa Marin shook her head, "I haven't seen it at all, so it should be fine now."
This Blonde Hot Girl stuck out her pink tongue and gently licked her lips, talking while looking at the milk in Amamiya Natsuki's hand:
"The rice ball does seem a bit salty."
"Want a sip?"
Amamiya Natsuki silently handed over the milk.
"Yes."
Kitagawa Marin took a comfortable sip of milk, exhaled contentedly, and then began to talk about yesterday's events.
"Juju-sama seems to really love cosplaying Magical Girl. She tried on many Magical Girl uniforms and even cosplayed Magical Girl Madoka… Thankfully, it wasn't successful."
"Chika-chan initially said she wanted to be a detective, then she said she wanted to be the Cat's Eye sisters, and in the end, she couldn't find a character image to unlock and play until the skill time ended."
"Oh, and also." This Blonde Hot Girl loved to talk, "I played as a dream demon again yesterday afternoon, but the playability was so low, it just couldn't reach 50% no matter what, so frustrating."
Amamiya Natsuki took a bite of his bread and pondered:
"You can use the controlled variable method to compare and verify and find the difference."
"Hmm…"
Kitagawa Marin blinked, muttering to herself, "The difference between yesterday and the day before yesterday is…"
This Blonde Hot Girl quickly opened her eyes wide and turned to look at Amamiya Natsuki.
"…"
Their eyes met.
They clearly understood each other's gaze.
The person was still the same person, the uniform was still the same uniform, and the variable that appeared within two days was undoubtedly the neck biting.
"It's quite obvious." Amamiya Natsuki's tone was faint, "Miss Dream Demon, after growing up, became a succubus."
Kitagawa Marin's pretty face flushed slightly, and she stubbornly argued, "Perhaps there are other reasons?"
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"We'll know if we try it."
"No." Kitagawa Marin tilted her chin up and let out a soft snort, "I won't let you bite me again. The day before yesterday, you even complained that my bite hurt."
Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense! Thankfully, there was no one else on the rooftop. If someone else heard, I'd never be able to clear my name!
As they spoke, footsteps sounded from behind them.
Kitagawa Marin quickly sat up straight and continued to eat her rice ball.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." A pink-haired girl walked over, carrying a bento, it was Fujiwara Chika, "I was just called to the Office by the teacher to help, and I just finished."
"Hurry up and come eat." Amamiya Natsuki waved, "We were just waiting for you."
"Coming, coming."
Buzz.
A phone vibrated.
"A friend called me down for something…"
Kitagawa Marin took out her phone, glanced at the message, ate the remaining rice ball in two bites, and wiped her mouth with a tissue: "I'm done eating, Chika-chan, should I Copy and Paste the ability to you first?"
"Okay." Fujiwara Chika agreed, "I was a bit rushed coming upstairs just now, so it's a good time to catch my breath and rest."
Amamiya Natsuki, with his left hand on Huang and his right hand on Cang, began the Copy and Paste of the skill.
A few minutes later.
"Done." Amamiya Natsuki released his hands, "Please give me a full score review."
Kitagawa Marin stood up, her right hand on her hip, and said:
"Then I'll go downstairs first, Chika-chan, you eat slowly."
Watching Kitagawa leave, Fujiwara Chika turned her head and looked at Amamiya Natsuki, whispering:
"Why aren't you leaving?"
"I haven't finished eating yet, I'll leave after I'm done." Amamiya Natsuki held up the stir-fried noodle bread in his hand and said as a matter of course, "The last bite, of course, has to be eaten slowly."
Liar!
Your eyes have already betrayed you, you're clearly just deliberately making excuses to stay!
Fujiwara Chika opened her bento box, the meal was naturally exceptionally rich.
"The meatballs look delicious." Amamiya Natsuki hinted directly, "I want another one."
Fujiwara Chika glanced over: "If you want to eat, take it yourself."
"No chopsticks, no washed hands."
"Here." Fujiwara Chika proudly raised her chin, revealing a hint of white neck, and took out a pair of spare chopsticks from behind her back, "Here are your chopsticks."
Amamiya Natsuki: "…"
No wonder you weren't flustered at all, you had already prepared!
"I don't want chopsticks." Amamiya Natsuki refused, "You said the day before yesterday that food fed by others tastes better."
"I never said that."
Sharing food is fine, but being fed feels strange.
"Eat quickly." Fujiwara Chika urged, "The chef aunt made a bit extra, I can't finish it all by myself."
Amamiya Natsuki took the chopsticks, picked up a springy beef ball, and sighed:
"Many years from now, as I stand before the firing squad, I will surely recall that distant afternoon when Chika-chan fed me."
Fujiwara Chika's cheeks puffed out: "…Don't talk while eating."
"Yes, yes."
"…"
After eating the bento and talking about yesterday afternoon's game dungeon for a while, seeing that class was about to start, Amamiya Natsuki stood up and said:
"Let's go, back to the classroom."
"Wait a moment." Fujiwara Chika called him back, raised her pretty face, and said with a serious expression, "As a member of the Game Club, I absolutely cannot break the rules."
"So?"
"…Let's try the Pocky Challenge first."
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