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Cafeteria.
Under the dim yellow lights, only a few diners were seated, and Fujiwara Chika was among them.
"Huh, Kaguya-chan?"
Fujiwara Chika's eyes lit up, and she happily came over: "Are you also here for the hot spring?"
"Mm."
Shinomiya Kaguya nodded lightly.
The Secretary was not yet awake at this moment; she was the most familiar with Shinomiya Kaguya, after all, they were good friends.
In contrast, Amamiya Natsuki and Marin were strangers.
"Natsuki, what do we do now?"
Kitagawa Marin leaned closer, whispering, "Should we wake Chika up?"
"Not for now," Amamiya Natsuki shook his head. "As long as the nightmare collapses, Chika will naturally wake up."
After a pause, Amamiya Natsuki's gaze fell on Miss Nakagawa, and he continued in a low voice:
"Besides, Chika, who isn't awake, might be even more useful."
"Eh?"
"..."
"Miss Nakagawa, shall we start the Shokugeki battle now?"
Amamiya Natsuki said with a smile.
"Eh? Eh? Eh?"
Fujiwara Chika's ears immediately perked up: "What's that? It sounds super interesting!"
The tear-mole Miss's expression was troubled as she looked at the old chef nearby: "But won't it cause trouble for others?"
"Simple."
Amamiya Natsuki directly took out a stack of money.
Money makes the world go round.
In any complete world, the existence of money is absolutely indispensable.
The old chef received a large sum of money and simply lent out the kitchen.
"Then, let me explain the rules of the Shokugeki first." Amamiya Natsuki intertwined his fingers and said confidently, "Miss Nakagawa and I will each make one dish. To save everyone's time, the cooking time will be limited to twenty minutes. How about it?"
"Isn't twenty minutes a bit short?"
Someone raised a question.
"As a chef, even with simple ingredients and cooking methods, one can create delicious dishes," Amamiya Natsuki said earnestly. "What do you say, Miss Nakagawa?"
"I... have nothing to say."
"Then it's settled." Amamiya Natsuki smiled and said, "As for the judges, I'll ask everyone present to give their scores."
Kitagawa Marin put her right hand on her hip, looked at Shinomiya, and said expectantly:
"Natsuki's cooking is super, super delicious, and Natsuki also said that kind of dish can only be tasted in a dream."
"Is it really that delicious?"
Fujiwara Chika leaned over curiously.
Kitagawa Marin nodded: "Super delicious."
"I want to eat it." Fujiwara Chika's eyes sparkled, and she clenched her small fists, saying, "I'm definitely going to be a judge!"
Shinomiya Kaguya: "..."
It's truly her.
Every time she travels, the most things she shares upon returning are not the scenery, but the local specialty foods.
Miss Nakagawa's daughter also enthusiastically agreed.
Thus, the Shokugeki battle quickly began.
Amamiya Natsuki put on a chef's uniform, looked at the tear-mole Miss, and said:
"I plan to make egg fried rice, what about you, Miss Nakagawa?"
"Hmm..." Miss Nakagawa pondered for a moment, then quickly said, "I'll make egg fried rice too."
It wasn't a formal cooking assessment, but rather a cooking battle like child's play. The outcome wasn't taken to heart, and it felt like any dish would be fine.
Egg fried rice is a simple dish, indeed a good choice.
"Then, let's begin."
"..."
Ten minutes later.
As a dreamlike light surged, Miss Nakagawa couldn't help but doubt her life.
Who am I?
Where am I?
As a professional chef who graduated from a culinary school, in her thirty years of life, this was the first time she felt lost regarding her cooking skills. Could food actually glow?
Magic?
Or was she seeing things?
"So fragrant!"
Fujiwara Chika's eyes sparkled as she looked at the glowing egg fried rice.
"Super delicious."
Kitagawa Marin wiped the corner of her mouth. Among everyone present, only she had tasted the glowing egg fried rice.
"Does it really glow?"
Looking at that plate of glowing egg fried rice, the Sheltered Ojou-sama also found it hard to believe.
As a capitalist's Miss, she had eaten countless high-class dishes, but she had never seen such enticing egg fried rice.
The air was filled with a mouth-watering aroma.
That scent was difficult to describe in words, as if distinct yet intertwined, like it possessed magic, making every cell in the body cry out for it.
"Chika-sama, please enjoy."
Amamiya Natsuki carried a plate of egg fried rice and placed it in front of Fujiwara Chika.
The rice grains were distinct, each one coated in golden yellow, faintly glowing under the light, exuding an irresistible temptation.
"I'm going to eat!"
Fujiwara Chika impatiently picked up the nearby cutlery, scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice, and put it into her mouth.
"Hmm...!"
A deeply satisfied moan followed.
A moment later.
The Secretary lay on the table, her pretty face flushed, her eyes moist, her body drenched in sweat, her pink lips slightly parted, and her breathing rapid.
"Delicious, too delicious!"
"Must give full marks... No, a score even higher than full marks!"
"Can I have another bite?"
Fujiwara Chika lifted her pretty face, looking like a pet begging its owner for food.
"Sorry, it's for the other judges next." Amamiya Natsuki smiled contentedly.
Letting Chika taste the egg fried rice first was naturally not favoritism.
Rather, it was for a purpose.
The Secretary had stayed in The izakaya, and her memory had formed an instinct. At this moment, her reaction after tasting the egg fried rice would act like a meme, influencing others.
"Me, me, me." Kitagawa Marin quickly raised her hand and said, "It's my turn."
"Everyone gets some."
Amamiya Natsuki turned around and served the remaining egg fried rice, a small plate for everyone, and brought them to Marin, Shinomiya, and Miss Nakagawa's short-haired daughter respectively.
As expected, with Fujiwara Chika's "pearl in front," the several girls were more or less affected, their faces flushed, their breathing rapid, even the Sheltered Ojou-sama was no exception.
"Miss Nakagawa, please taste it."
Amamiya Natsuki turned around and handed the last and largest portion of egg fried rice to Nakagawa Misaki.
As for the competition... the outcome was already self-evident.
"I'll try it."
With a mixture of curiosity and surprise, Miss Nakagawa picked up the spoon and put the egg fried rice into her mouth.
The next moment.
Miss Nakagawa was struck by lightning, her mind a blank.
Immediately after, like a pure maiden experiencing worldly pleasures for the first time, her movements couldn't stop.
By the time the last bite of egg fried rice was finished, Miss Nakagawa was already sprawled on the table, breathing rapidly, her eyes dazed, her pretty face flushed, and her body even started to become moist.
The meme's influence successfully worked.
Coupled with a sufficient amount of fried rice, it successfully dealt a critical blow to Miss Nakagawa's body and mind.
Even due to the heat and craving in her body, Miss Nakagawa subconsciously tore open her shirt, revealing a patch of fair and delicate neck. From another perspective, it could be called a clothes-burst.
"Miss Nakagawa, how is my cooking?"
Amamiya Natsuki asked.
"Happiness..." Nakagawa Misaki gasped softly, sticking out the tip of her tongue, unconsciously licking her lips, "I've never been this happy before..."
"Then, Miss Nakagawa, do you want to keep having this kind of happiness?"
Amamiya Natsuki's voice was like a devil's whisper.
"Eh, what do you mean?"
Nakagawa Misaki's mind was blank, still savoring the aftertaste, feeling lazy and not wanting to do anything.
"Miss Nakagawa, I like you, please go out with me." Amamiya Natsuki finally revealed his true intentions.
Shinomiya and Marin didn't speak; Amamiya Natsuki had already communicated with them on the way.
"Go... go out?"
Miss Nakagawa's eyes immediately became flustered.
"No!"
An angry shout suddenly came from the side.
It was the boy who wanted to date an older woman.
Amamiya Natsuki turned to look, and said calmly:
"May I ask what your relationship is with Miss Nakagawa?"
"I..." The bespectacled boy's momentum dropped, "I'm Misaki-san's neighbor."
"Since you're a neighbor, you have no right to decide for Misaki, do you?"
"..."
Amamiya Natsuki withdrew his gaze, and under the angry stare of the bespectacled boy, he looked at Miss Nakagawa and said again:
"From the first moment I saw Miss Nakagawa in the restaurant, I already fell in love with her at first sight. Please let me cook for you forever."
Miss Nakagawa became even more flustered: "But... but I'm so many years older than you..."
"It doesn't matter, I love dating older women the most."
"Eh?"
"As long as there's love, age is not a barrier."
Amamiya Natsuki held Miss Nakagawa's hand, knelt on one knee, and said sincerely, "Please, I beg you, give me a chance to take care of Miss Nakagawa."
The short-haired girl next to her provided an assist: "Auntie, say yes to him, I want to eat glowing food every day."
The amazing effect of the food was still present, Miss Nakagawa's head was dizzy, and then she heard her sister's daughter's assist, and subconsciously said:
"I... I'll agree then..."
The next moment.
The dream world suddenly restarted.
"He's getting anxious."
Back in the hotel lobby, Amamiya Natsuki nonchalantly clapped his hands.
The dream world restarting early, before the hour was up, could only prove one thing.
That kid who wanted to drive a big car, he was getting anxious.
In that case...
Of course, it was time to intensify things!
This false dream world, it was time for it to end.
Amamiya Natsuki didn't linger, heading directly to the sauna and stopping outside Miss Ice Princess's door.
"I only need to say three sentences, and you'll open the door and invite me in."
Amamiya Natsuki stood outside the door, and after three sentences, he smoothly tricked Miss Ice Princess into opening her door.
A moment later.
Shinomiya Kaguya's pretty face was flushed, her breathing rapid, her hands clutching Amamiya Natsuki's clothes tightly. She felt as if she was treading on cotton, almost unable to stand steadily.
"Again, again..."
The fourth first kiss, each time a completely different first experience, turned Sheltered Ojou-sama's mind into a muddle.
(Every time it started with force. The first and second times were not comfortable at all. The third time, and just now, the fourth first kiss, were clearly... Wait, what was she thinking?!)
(That kind of thing was completely uncomfortable! Although... it wasn't bad, either.)
(One more time... could also be forgiven.)
"After we clear this, I'll turn myself in and confess."
Amamiya Natsuki, with immense willpower, let go of Kaguya. "Now, the main task is important."
Sheltered Ojou-sama was dizzy and muddled, her reaction time clearly several beats slower, and she couldn't react properly.
Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow, threatening:
"Should I kiss you again?"
"No, don't!" Shinomiya Kaguya subconsciously refused. "I can't breathe, let me rest for a bit..."
Does resting for a bit mean they can continue kissing?
Quickly switch back to your cold, rational Ice Sculpture form!
Realizing her slip of the tongue, Shinomiya Kaguya's pretty face turned even redder. She quickly pulled away from Amamiya Natsuki, finally coming to her senses.
"The dream world restarted again?"
"Is it related to that guy with glasses?"
"That's right." Amamiya Natsuki nodded. "It seems I can only let that guy witness what a pure love god is."
Shinomiya Kaguya took a deep breath, raising a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear:
"What exactly should we do?"
"We'll split up." Amamiya Natsuki said, "You figure out a way to separate that guy and Miss Nakagawa, and I'll go wake Marin."
"Okay."
"..."
The two of them set into motion again.
A moment later.
Amamiya Natsuki easily woke the Succubus Girl.
"Quick, help me untie the ropes." Kitagawa Marin's pretty face was flushed, and she struggled gently, feeling the ropes rubbing against her body in a subtle way. She couldn't help but turn to look. "How do I feel like your rope art is getting better and better?"
"Of course." Amamiya Natsuki said, untying the ropes, "I've practiced on you four times. It would be embarrassing if I didn't improve at all, right?"
"That's not something to be proud of!"
Kitagawa Marin couldn't help but exclaim.
"Strange, the time clearly isn't up yet, so why did it restart again?"
Exhaling lightly, Kitagawa Marin rubbed her wrists and stood up, reacting a bit slower than Kaguya. "Is that guy with glasses getting anxious?"
"Probably." Amamiya Natsuki nodded.
"In that case, we should increase the stimulation and give him the final blow." Kitagawa Marin's eyes lit up, and she snapped her fingers. "I've thought of a way!"
"What way?" Amamiya Natsuki made a gesture of listening intently. "Tell me."
"NTR strategy." Kitagawa Marin lifted her chin, humming proudly, "If the girl he likes is snatched by others, the guy will definitely go crazy."
"I remember there's soju in the Cafeteria. We'll get Miss Nakagawa drunk, then take her to a room, pretend to bully her, and then accidentally let that guy see it. In despair, the dream will naturally collapse."
Amamiya Natsuki looked over in shock: "You know so much?"
"Of course, I've played NTR games!"
"Amazing, to even be able to play NTR games, I concede defeat." Amamiya Natsuki sighed, "People's hobbies really can't be generalized."
"I don't like that type at all!"
Kitagawa Marin huffed, clenching her small fists and hitting Amamiya Natsuki's shoulder:
"Because there was a super cute character in the game that I liked at first sight, that's why I bought the game. I endured the discomfort to clear one route, and I haven't played the other characters."
"Those hateful NTR chiefs, taking advantage of others' girlfriends, should all be sent to the gallows!"
"..."
"Let's do that." Amamiya Natsuki's idea was also this. "I've already asked Kaguya to find a way to separate them. Now I'll go tie up Miss Nakagawa."
"Wait, tying her up isn't good." Kitagawa Marin suddenly reached out, calling a halt. "What if that guy with glasses doesn't despair? Some people love to deceive themselves, so I've thought of a new way."
"What way?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked over with interest.
"Compared to physical cuckoldry, mental cuckoldry can make people more despairing." Kitagawa Marin put her right hand on her hip. "If we can make Miss Nakagawa say that she has already changed into someone else's shape, both physically and mentally, it will definitely cause the highest damage critical hit to that guy, right?"
"Hiss~"
Amamiya Natsuki looked over in shock.
To be able to think of such a cruel method, as expected of a true experienced woman, with wide-ranging interests, not picky about anything!
"It's not feasible to actually carry out." Amamiya Natsuki pondered, "Even if she's drunk, we can't make Miss Nakagawa say the lines we want."
"Master~ Did you forget?"
Kitagawa Marin suddenly stretched out her arms, wrapping them around Amamiya Natsuki's neck, a joyful smile appearing on her pretty face. "I'm a succubus, I can charm people's hearts, you know."
Amamiya Natsuki: "..."
He really had forgotten.
As a Succubus Girl, after her acting proficiency broke through fifty percent, she could unlock active skills.
Kitagawa Marin pondered:
"Since charm is a skill, it should be able to be copied, right?"
"I don't know." Amamiya Natsuki stretched out his right hand, wrapped it around the Succubus Girl's soft, slender waist, and gently pulled the girl into his arms. "But we'll know if we test it."
"..."
Their eyes met.
Seeing Amamiya Natsuki leaning closer, the Succubus Girl's pretty face quickly flushed crimson, her long, slightly curled eyelashes trembled, and then she quickly closed her eyes.
She talked a good game, but in reality, she was just a rookie with only one experience.
Amamiya Natsuki quickly touched the girl's soft, cool lips.
Unlike the unyielding Miss Ice Princess, this Succubus Girl was incredibly curious and full of a desire to explore everything.
Amamiya Natsuki had originally intended to behave, to increase his acting proficiency, but the Succubus Girl actually provoked him, so of course, he couldn't tolerate it.
"I, I can..."
Kitagawa Marin was panting, her pretty face flushed like fire. She raised a hand to wipe away the silver thread from the corner of her lips. "Charm has been unlocked..."
"I regret it." Amamiya Natsuki suddenly said.
"Huh?"
"Now I suddenly hope the dream world restarts a few more times."
Kitagawa Marin's pretty face grew even redder. She clenched her small fists and began to hit Amamiya Natsuki's chest:
"Let's talk about that when we're back in reality... Can Charm be copied?"
"No problem, it's being copied."
"..."
A moment later.
Charm was successfully copied.
Amamiya Natsuki and Marin walked out of the room and found Miss Nakagawa. The short-haired girl and the guy with glasses were nowhere to be seen, clearly Kaguya's doing.
Without further ado, Amamiya Natsuki used the same trick to lure Miss Nakagawa to the Cafeteria.
To be fair, people from Japan find it hard to refuse others' requests, let alone an admirer's "request of a lifetime."
The three of them went to the Cafeteria. Amamiya Natsuki continued to make his ultimate dish, Fujiwara Chika acted as the taste tester, spreading the meme.
Kitagawa Marin, meanwhile, served as the messenger, relaying information to Kaguya outside.
The NTR strategy was advancing in an orderly fashion.
After eating the egg fried rice, Miss Nakagawa's eyes became moist, and she burst her clothes again, completely immersed in joy and happiness.
"Miss Nakagawa, look into my eyes." Amamiya Natsuki said in a deep voice.
"Huh?"
Miss Nakagawa instinctively looked over.
The next moment.
Amamiya Natsuki's eyes turned into pink hearts.
According to previous speculation, the success of Charm depended on the target's willpower. For example, when Juju was affected, Amamiya Natsuki was fine.
Miss Nakagawa, having just tasted the ultimate delicacy, her willpower could be said to be quite weak.
Therefore...
"Charm successful!"
Amamiya Natsuki made a gesture to Marin, who was guarding the door.
The Succubus Girl received the notification and immediately relayed the message to Kaguya.
The guy, who was anxiously searching for Miss Nakagawa, rushed over and happened to witness a scene that would haunt him for the rest of his life.
That gentle, beautiful, and secretly admired girl next door was now sitting sideways in the embrace of a strange man, her arms wrapped around his neck, her face flushed, and her eyes moist and dewy.
The guy with glasses felt as if he'd been struck by lightning; he was completely distraught, yet his ears caught Miss Nakagawa's voice.
"...Kazuya is just a little kid who hasn't grown up. How could I possibly like him?"
The guy with glasses's name was indeed Kazuya.
"There's only one person I like, and that's Natsuki-kun!"
"Even if I'm just a pet, I want to stay by Natsuki-kun's side forever."
"Without Natsuki-kun's world, I can no longer live!"
"Wahhh~ Master, turn me into your exclusive plushie!"
"... "
Pfft—
The bespectacled boy, hearing the last sentence, finally had his heart collapse.
The next moment.
The entire world, like a mirror, suddenly shattered into thousands of fragments.
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