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"Senpai is amazing."
Hayasaka Ai rested her chin on her right hand, her eyes sparkling as she looked over, "I think I saw in the mutual aid group that titles are very rare and have very special effects."
"There are indeed special effects..." Amamiya Natsuki narrowed his eyes, his expression quite subtle, as he displayed the title's effect. "I don't know if it's 'amazing' though."
Hayasaka Ai pursed her pink lips, her beautiful azure eyes looking on curiously.
[Title: Love Warrior]
[Title Effect: Friend of Wives]
[Type: Active/Passive]
[The Prime Minister said that one should practice 'universal love', and 'universal love' means not only loving your own wife, but also loving other people's wives.]
[Passive Effect: You have an extra attraction to housewives/ other people's girlfriends / other people's childhood friends]
[Active Effect: After using the title ability, you will temporarily inherit the Prime Minister's will, and you will have a forced attraction to other people's wives / other people's girlfriends, with a significant increase in favorability in a short period.]
[Note: The title cannot be discarded, traded, or upgraded. You can have multiple titles simultaneously, but only one title's ability can be active at any given time.]
Hayasaka Ai: "..."
After reading the title description, the Spy Maid's smile had stiffened.
Alright!
It's decided!
She will never let this man meet her mom in the future!
What kind of Love Warrior was that? The real reading should be NTR Warrior, right!
"To actually get a title like this..." Hayasaka Ai leaned back, crossing her arms over her chest, her gaze wary. "Senpai wouldn't have a special hobby, would he?"
"I'm sorry."
"Even if you want me to lift my skirt with a disgusted expression so you can peek at my panties, that's fine, but making me pretend to date someone else, then snatching me away from them—that kind of game is too perverted, I can't accept it!"
"You're overthinking it." Amamiya Natsuki said, his expression unchanged, "It's not like I haven't seen panties before."
Hayasaka Ai: "…"
Amamiya Natsuki intertwined his fingers and continued:
"Compared to lifting skirts, I'd rather see you perform a backflip."
Hayasaka Ai: "…"
(Tch.)
The little devil in Spy Maid's heart was already gnawing at her fingers in irritation.
(This man is truly infuriating.)
"Anyway, a title is like an extra skill, right?" Hayasaka Ai blinked and asked, "Can it be Copy and Pasted to others?"
"I'm not sure, it hasn't been verified yet."
Amamiya Natsuki extended his right hand towards Hayasaka while speaking.
"Eh?"
Spy Maid clasped her hands over her chest, "You're not trying to take my hand on purpose, are you? Your hand motion was so natural, good thing I reacted in time, I almost fell for your trick."
Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help but retort:
"So you're the one who started this topic!"
As he spoke, he was about to withdraw his hand; verifying such a thing could wait.
The next moment.
Hayasaka Ai quickly extended her fair, delicate, soft, and warm jade hand, grasping one of Amamiya Natsuki's fingers.
"On second thought, instead of letting you use others as test subjects, why don't I do it?" Spy Maid said earnestly, "Everyone is a good person, and I need to protect them from being played with by you."
"Well, thank you very much then."
"You're welcome, Senpai."
"…"
A moment later.
Amamiya Natsuki shook his head:
"No, title abilities cannot be copied or pasted."
"That's good." Hayasaka Ai breathed a sigh of relief, clenching her fist, "I am irreconcilable with NTR. If everyone became a warrior of love, this world should just be destroyed."
It's clearly humanity's original sin, don't just destroy the world at the drop of a hat!
"Senpai~" Hayasaka Ai leaned forward, a sweet citrus scent wafting into Amamiya Natsuki's nose, "Is this title always active?"
Amamiya Natsuki sighed:
"Yes, unlike items that you can choose whether or not to use, the only way is to quickly acquire the next title."
Amamiya Natsuki was not yet clear on the effects of the title. After returning last night, he had only seen Mrs. Shimizu, Miko, and the Hayasaka in front of him, none of whom were affected by the title.
According to his usual habits, upon gaining a new skill, he would naturally verify its effects, but Amamiya Natsuki currently had no desire to verify it.
The closest target to him, and one that fit the identity restriction, lived next door.
Aunt Yotsuya.
Miko's mother.
If he used the ability on Aunt Yotsuya, Miko would surely kill him!
"Titles are hard to get. Most people in the mutual aid group don't have one." Hayasaka Ai rested her right hand on her chin, "Oh, by the way, Senpai, do you still have that bracelet?"
"You want it?"
Amamiya Natsuki immediately saw through Hayasaka's intention.
"I want it." Spy Maid quickly nodded, clasping her hands in front of her chest, her face showing a pitiful, pleading expression, "Until now, I don't have a single skill, and I can't help at all in the dungeon. No matter what, I don't want to drag everyone down anymore."
Amamiya Natsuki took out the bracelet and handed it to Spy Maid: "The note says it requires certain shooting skills to use."
"Don't worry, Senpai." Hayasaka Ai closed one eye, a charming and sweet smile on her face, "When I was back home, my next-door neighbor's grandpa was an old hunter and taught me some simple shooting skills. It shouldn't be a problem."
This was a lie.
There was no Old Man next door at all.
She did, however, have two specialized firearm instructors.
As a spy, it's normal to master some common firearms, right?
It's just that the game inventory couldn't store real-world items, otherwise Hayasaka Ai would have already equipped herself with all sorts of weapons and items, letting those spirits know what it meant to be the Gatling Bodhisattva.
Cowboys face opponents head-on, but spies, of course, shoot from behind!
"How's your skill?" Amamiya Natsuki looked suspicious, "Don't go shooting your own teammates."
"Senpai, just trust me." Hayasaka Ai made a peace sign, "Within ten steps, I'm fast and accurate."
"…"
Click.
Placing the bracelet on her wrist, it quickly transformed into a strange pink wristwatch.
"Senpai, the bracelet isn't fully charged yet." Hayasaka Ai looked over expectantly, "So I'll have to trouble you again."
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka: "Your hair is so neat, I can't help."
"It doesn't have to be hair. There must be other ways." Hayasaka Ai's eyes shifted to the dessert in front of her, "Senpai, you haven't eaten the dessert I made yet."
The dessert Hayasaka Ai made was daifuku. Amamiya Natsuki ate one and found it was filled with the most common red bean paste. With one bite, it was sweet, soft, and surprisingly delicious.
"It's very tasty."
Amamiya Natsuki spoke truthfully.
"As long as Senpai likes it." Hayasaka Ai said, leaning closer, her pink lips slightly parted, "Ah~"
"Eat it yourself."
"Food fed by others tastes better, so Senpai, feed me!"
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