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The lecture ended.
"Get up," Amamiya Natsuki straightened up. "It seems The Narrator won't appear."
Juju covered her buttocks with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes:
"You, you actually hit me…"
Too much!
Absolutely too much!
Once was enough, but then there were three, four, five, six more times… D-damn it! I won't forgive you!
"Of course, we have to make the act real," Amamiya Natsuki said righteously. "Without action, just talking, there's no way to attract The Narrator."
"To 'summon' The Narrator, someone has to make a sacrifice."
Juju sniffled, still unhappy: "Couldn't it have been you who sacrificed?"
"I don't mind," Amamiya Natsuki shrugged. "But with a little girl like you, if you pushed me to the ground, The Narrator wouldn't believe it, would he?"
Juju: "…"
Speaking of which.
Amamiya Natsuki's expression became serious, and he explained the situation from just now.
When conflicts and misunderstandings arise with teammates, it's necessary to explain them clearly at the first opportunity.
Those who are unclear, vague, and deliberately mysterious, who could resolve grievances with just two sentences but procrastinate and refuse to explain, deserve to be on the gallows!
"Eh?"
Juju was startled and blinked, "So that's how it is?"
If it was for Chika-chan, then it wasn't unforgivable.
"Whether it is or isn't, you'll know when you see Chika-chan later." Amamiya Natsuki turned around. "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Come on, hit me back."
Juju's gaze quickly darted over, then she turned her small face away: "Who would hit you?!"
"Not angry anymore?"
"Hmph!"
Amamiya Natsuki sighed: "Girls are so troublesome."
Juju's cheeks quickly puffed up, and she couldn't help but glare at him.
"Let's go." Amamiya Natsuki took out the paper airplane again, becoming serious. "It's time to act."
"Yes."
"…"
Amamiya Natsuki threw out the origami airplane. In the cool evening breeze, the origami airplane circled once and flew up, swaying gently.
It flew directly against the wind, at an unhurried pace, equivalent to a person jogging, heading in one direction.
Amamiya Natsuki and Juju jogged to keep up.
Two minutes later.
"Wait, wait a minute…"
Juju's small face was flushed, she was panting heavily, sweat dripped from her forehead, and her arms swung wildly. She was almost regressing into a strange type. "I, I can't go on…"
You're giving up after only two minutes? You're too weak! Ultraman lasts longer than you!
Amamiya Natsuki said speechlessly:
"What do you do in physical education class?"
"We're already second-year high school students, of course, academics come first…" Juju turned her face away, still panting. "The paper airplane is flying far away, you, you go catch up first. I, I'll rest for a bit."
Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow: "You really want to stay here alone and rest?"
"…"
She absolutely did not want to.
Juju looked around. The setting sun was dim, the street was empty, and only the cold wind whimpered. No other people were in sight. She absolutely did not want to stay alone.
But she really couldn't run anymore.
Her legs felt as heavy as if filled with lead, and her stomach hurt terribly with every breath.
"I…"
Juju pouted in grievance.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Amamiya Natsuki stretched out his arms and picked her up.
"W-what are you doing?"
Juju was startled and quickly grabbed Amamiya Natsuki's shoulders, her small bottom resting on Amamiya Natsuki's arm.
Compared to carrying her on his back or in a princess carry, this way of holding her was actually much easier.
"Sit still, don't move." Amamiya Natsuki stepped forward, chasing the paper airplane. "Your stamina is so poor. It seems I'll have to give you extra lessons when we get back."
He definitely couldn't leave her behind.
There were an unknown number of kaitai in the town. If he left Juju behind now, it would be troublesome to find her later.
Fortunately, she was a flat-chested, short-legged legal loli, so carrying her while running was no problem. If it were Marin or Chika-chan… he could carry them, but the endurance would be greatly reduced.
He ran all the way.
The paper airplane flew in a straight line, but people couldn't. Many places were blocked by buildings, so Amamiya Natsuki had to run around.
After a while, even with his current physical condition, sweat couldn't help but seep from his forehead.
To avoid causing trouble, Juju had already extended her arms and wrapped them around Amamiya Natsuki's neck to stabilize herself.
Because of the continuous running, Amamiya Natsuki was emitting a lot of heat. Juju quietly tightened her arms and moved a little closer to Amamiya Natsuki, feeling that the cold evening wind had become warm.
Listening to Amamiya Natsuki's gradually heavier breathing, Juju couldn't help but purse her pink lips and whispered:
"…Put me down. I've rested enough and can run by myself now."
"Say so earlier next time." Amamiya Natsuki stopped, let out a long breath, "We're here."
"Eh?"
Juju turned her head in surprise and looked towards the origami airplane.
Under the dim setting sun, the paper airplane swayed gently and flew into a The Store at the street corner.
Undoubtedly, Secretary Fujiwara was inside.
Amamiya Natsuki put down the legal loli in his arms, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then asked:
"Has it been ten minutes yet?"
"Let me check…" Hearing this, Juju quickly looked at the kaitai videotape in her hand. "The time requirement has been met."
Juju's eyes lit up, and she looked up at Amamiya Natsuki: "Did I submit it?"
Amamiya Natsuki nodded: "Submit it."
During the "Uncle's lesson" just now, Amamiya Natsuki had not touched the videotape in Juju's hand from beginning to end, so the submission progress was not interrupted.
"Submission successful." The videotape in Juju's hand quickly disappeared. She looked up and said, "The game notification says that the main quest has been completed. Now we just need to stay for forty-eight hours to leave the instance."
Amamiya Natsuki smiled: "Very good, the task of saving the world is up to you."
"…"
The two walked to the The Store while talking.
The evening breeze blew.
The white lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed gently in the wind.
The buildings in Haunted Town were all low and old, and the The Store in front of them was no exception. A cloth curtain hung at the entrance, and dim yellow light faintly shone from within, making it look unremarkable.
Amamiya Natsuki observed silently for a moment before lifting the cloth curtain and walking inside.
Juju quickly followed with small steps.
"Welcome."
A gentle, low voice entered his ears.
Amamiya Natsuki remained calm, his gaze quickly sweeping across the entire The Store.
The Store was small, with a wooden bar in the middle, where wooden stools were placed for people to rest. There were also several dining tables in the corner. The layout was more like a traditional izakaya.
An old man with white hair, wearing a white chef's uniform, stood behind the bar, cooking alone.
Under the dim yellow light, the sizzling sound of oil and griddle collided, and the aroma was enticing.
The number of customers was also very small, only a handful of people, almost all of them elderly with white hair. The severity of the aging population was shocking. Only in the corner sat a woman wearing a yukata.
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