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"Um, it's already dark, how about tomorrow?"
Miko politely refused.
"It's only six o'clock. If it weren't raining, it would still be bright and sunny." Mrs. Shimizu put her hands together, looking pitiful, "After tricking Yurikawa over, half an hour will be enough."
Miko couldn't help but retort, "Did you just say 'trick'?"
"Don't mind the details." Mrs. Shimizu's eyes were pitiful, "This is the request of my lifetime!"
Miko: "..."
You're a ghost, your life ended a long time ago!
Miko pursed her beautiful lips and glanced at her phone. It was only six o'clock.
The Yurikawa family wasn't far. If she called Hana-chan over, even if she stayed for half an hour, she wouldn't have to worry about going home.
"I understand." Miko let out a soft sigh, "I'll message Hana-chan when I get home."
"Miko is the best!"
Mrs. Shimizu cheered, her smile sweet: "When we get back, I'll have Natsuki scrub your back."
Amamiya Natsuki said from the side, "I agree."
Miko couldn't help but glare at him: "I didn't agree!"
...
Talking all the way, the two walked home under the umbrella.
"I'm home."
Amamiya Natsuki put away his umbrella, rubbed the head of the silly dog that came over, and walked to the refrigerator to get a drink.
He opened the refrigerator.
A familiar human-headed Evil Spirit appeared before him again, its expression vacant, its eyes blank, staring vacantly ahead.
Seeing this old friend, Amamiya Natsuki felt nothing at all now; he didn't even bother to use Evil Spirit Banishing, simply grabbed a can of cola, and then slammed the refrigerator door shut.
A moment later.
The doorbell rang.
Amamiya Natsuki walked over and opened the door. A girl in a white shirt with short golden hair stood outside, her chest particularly eye-catching.
"Good afternoon, Natsuki-kun."
Yurikawa Hana smiled brightly.
"Good afternoon." Amamiya Natsuki nodded, "Come in."
"Hana-chan, I missed you!"
Mrs. Shimizu, who was bored watching TV, happily rushed over, hugging Yurikawa Hana and affectionately rubbing against her.
"Excuse me for intruding."
This ample-chested girl seemed oblivious, happily walking into the entryway.
Behind her was Miko, with a calm expression.
The first time she betrayed her good friend, Miko was filled with guilt.
The second time, her guilt lessened slightly.
The third time, it was directly halved.
Now... if Hana-chan could also enjoy herself, that was enough.
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Miko and asked, "Where's Kyosuke?"
"He's at home watching anime," Miko replied, bending down to take off her shoes.
Amamiya Natsuki then said, "When is your aunt coming back tonight?"
Miko replied, "Mom swapped shifts with someone today, so she'll be back a bit later tonight, around nine o'clock."
"Then call Kyosuke over to eat together." Amamiya Natsuki nodded, "There's still food in the fridge."
"No rush." Miko glanced at her good friend, "Let's finish our homework first."
The reason for tricking Yurikawa Hana into coming over was simple: to study together.
Because they had studied together before the midterm exams, even though it was dark now, Yurikawa Hana had no suspicions whatsoever.
Looking at the ample-chested girl happily petting the dog, Amamiya Natsuki silently thought to himself, he felt as if if he tricked her into being sold, she would even help count the money.
"Don't bully Hana-chan."
Miko looked over warily.
Amamiya Natsuki was surprised, "You can read minds?"
Hearing this, Miko couldn't help but puff out her cheeks, "You really did want to bully Hana-chan!"
"Alright, I admit it. For a few seconds just now, I did want to bully Yurikawa-san." Amamiya Natsuki didn't deny it guiltily; instead, he took a step forward, reversing the offensive and defensive positions, and whispered, "So, you wouldn't want your good friend to be bullied by me, would you?"
Miko blinked, not understanding for a moment, and asked curiously,
"What do you mean?"
Amamiya Natsuki said,
"To protect your friend, shouldn't you sacrifice yourself and take Yurikawa's place?"
Miko: "..."
After a short conversation, the three quickly sat down at the table.
"Math is so hard." Yurikawa Hana lay on the table, her voice weak, "Especially trigonometry, I feel like my head is spinning."
Miko agreed, "I think it's really hard too. When the teacher is lecturing, I can barely understand it, but when I do the exercises after class, I don't understand anything at all."
"That's because you haven't studied enough." Amamiya Natsuki said, "Math is actually the easiest subject to learn. Every problem is carefully designed by the examiner, and every piece of data can be used; there's no ambiguity whatsoever. Math actually makes people happier."
Miko narrowed her eyes and retorted, "Sorry, I can't feel any happiness at all."
"Exactly, math only brings pain." Yurikawa Hana followed, "How could it possibly bring happiness?"
Amamiya Natsuki turned his head and looked at Yurikawa, "Come here, I'll take you to experience what happiness feels like."
Miko's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but glare, "What do you want to do to Hana-chan!"
"Happiness actually comes in many forms." Amamiya Natsuki interlaced his fingers, resting his chin on them, "Physical pleasure is a low-level pleasure. A higher level of pleasure is actually spiritual pleasure, like successfully solving a super difficult math problem after deep thought..."
"Sorry." Yurikawa Hana quickly shook her head, "I choose physical pleasure."
..."
Half an hour quietly passed.
Yurikawa Hana had planned to go home, but when she opened the door, the rain outside not only hadn't stopped but was falling even harder.
"It's raining so hard."
Yurikawa Hana pursed her pink lips, her expression a little troubled.
Amamiya Natsuki glanced at Mrs. Shimizu beside him and said,
"Yurikawa, you should stay for dinner first, and go home when the rain stops."
The ample-chested girl hesitated, "If I go home too late, Mom will worry."
"That's simple. If she's worried, then you can stay overnight and sleep with Miko tonight." Amamiya Natsuki said, "Anyway, you brought your school bag, so you can go to school together tomorrow morning."
"Eh?"
Yurikawa Hana's eyes lit up, "Can I? Really?"
Miko's mouth twitched slightly. Looking at her good friend's expectant gaze, she couldn't bear to refuse: "No problem."
To be honest, Miko wanted to sleep with Amamiya Natsuki more tonight.
"Then I'll impose. I haven't slept with Miko-chan in so long!" Yurikawa Hana smiled brightly, "I'll call Mom right now!"
..."
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Miko and said, "Go call Kyosuke over for dinner."
"I'm going."
Miko nodded and left with an umbrella.
Amamiya Natsuki turned and walked into the kitchen, beginning to prepare dinner.
"I told Mom!" Not long after, the ample-chested girl scurried to the kitchen doorway, raising her right hand and saying, "Natsuki-kun, I'll help!"
Amamiya Natsuki casually said, "Wash the onions."
"Leave it to me."
Yurikawa Hana agreed, chin up and chest out.
A moment later.
"Na... Natsuki-kun..."
Amamiya Natsuki suddenly heard a wronged voice in his ear.
Turning his head, he saw Yurikawa Hana with teary eyes, sniffing, and saying,
"I don't know what's wrong, my eyes suddenly feel so uncomfortable..."
Amamiya Natsuki silently lowered his head and looked at the onion in the girl's hand: "Do you rarely enter the kitchen?"
"N-no, that's right." Yurikawa Hana nodded, her eyes teary, "Mom doesn't let me in the kitchen, she says I'm clumsy and always knock things over."
You're not clumsy, it's your useless fat getting in the way!
"The kitchen really isn't a place to wander into." Amamiya Natsuki sighed silently, "You go out first. Miko should be here by now; let Miko help later."
"Oh..."
Yurikawa Hana replied, turning to walk out, raising her right hand to wipe her eyes.
She's still using her hand to wipe her eyes at a time like this; you really haven't been in a kitchen before!
Slap.
Amamiya Natsuki grabbed the girl's wrist and pushed her hand back.
At the same time.
A dull thud of something falling to the ground attracted their attention.
Amamiya Natsuki turned to look and saw Miko and elementary school student had arrived in the living room at some point, their ingredients scattered on the floor.
What are you two doing!
Miko's eyes widened, and she was completely flustered.
Her good friend with teary, wronged eyes, and Amamiya Natsuki holding her friend's wrist, looking as if he was in a wall-slamming pose... it was clearly a crime scene!
Kyosuke glanced at Miko and frowned, "Natsuki-kun, what are you two doing? You're not cheating on Sis, are you?"
"That's right." Amamiya Natsuki released Yurikawa's wrist, "I admit it, I cheated."
"Miko-chan." Yurikawa Hana hadn't yet understood what cheating meant, and she scurried to Miko, her voice wronged, "My eyes feel so uncomfortable."
"Eh?" Miko was startled, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"I don't know either." Yurikawa Hana shook her head, "Just now, I was helping wash onions, and my eyes suddenly started feeling uncomfortable."
Miko: "..."
"What, so it was onions." Kyosuke breathed a sigh of relief, "Natsuki-kun, why did you admit to cheating?"
"I'm practicing in advance."
"Eh?"
"Currently, it seems I won't be beaten to death on the spot."
..."
After the four of them had dinner, they continued to study.
Before they knew it, it was nine o'clock in the evening. Kyosuke was already yawning, and Miko had no choice but to get up, say goodbye, and leave with Yurikawa Hana.
Not long after they left, the doorbell rang again.
"Senpai, good evening~ Did you miss me?"
This time it wasn't Miko, but the energetic junior who had secretly "slipped away" that morning.
"Come in." Amamiya Natsuki turned and said, "I've been missing you all day."
"Eh eh eh?"
Hayasaka Ai covered her chest, her eyes wary: "Senpai's sweet talk is nice, but your expression is too frivolous, Frivolous Senpai."
"Senpai, give up. I won't be easily swayed by your flattery and let you pose me in all sorts of ways. Refused, 100% refused!"
"You're overthinking it." Amamiya Natsuki didn't mind, took out his phone, and handed it to the energetic junior, "You remember what you said this morning, right?"
Hayasaka Ai blinked: "Senpai means..."
"That's right, I need you to help send a message." Amamiya Natsuki complained, "It was so hard to finally go out with Hayasaka-san, but then an accident happened. It would be a shame to be disliked like this. I think if it's you, you can definitely make Hayasaka change her mind."
Amamiya Natsuki observed the Spy Maid's expression as he spoke, but unfortunately, he found no flaws.
Undoubtedly, this Hayasaka was unwilling to interact with him at school, so he had to hold on even tighter and not be the only one kept in the dark.
"Senpai, you idiot, idiot, big idiot!"
Hayasaka Ai took a deep breath, clenched her pink fists, her cheeks puffed up, and began to punch Amamiya Natsuki's chest, "You know I like Senpai, yet you're asking me to go after other girls for Senpai? Is that something a human would do?!"
Fortunately, the person I'm going after is myself. If it were someone else, I'd really be angry!
She really is an idiot. Besides me, what other girl would put up with this kind of grievance!
Wait.
Hayasaka Ai suddenly caught a hint of something amiss.
Is this man in front of me an idiot?
Of course not.
So why would he make me try to win myself over?
Did he discover something?
Hesitating for a few seconds, Hayasaka Ai still silently shook her head.
Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even the Young Lady hasn't discovered her disguise, so how could a mere Natsuki possibly perceive the truth?
"This is something you agreed to," Amamiya Natsuki said, holding Hayasaka's small fist. "Anyway, I'm counting on you."
"Hmph!"
Hayasaka Ai turned her pretty face away, indicating her displeasure. "Senpai, don't have too high expectations. Even I can't make someone change their mind one hundred percent. It depends on what outrageous things Senpai did."
"I really didn't," Amamiya Natsuki said, sitting down on the sofa. "If anything, I was the one who lost my innocence."
...Shameless!
Hayasaka Ai was so angry she almost kicked him.
That day, under the table, she was clearly the one who lost her innocence, and he had the nerve to distort the facts.
"Senpai, please tell me the truth," Hayasaka Ai said, puffing out her cheeks. "Otherwise, I might not be able to help."
"It's fine if you can't help," Amamiya Natsuki said, waving his hand. "I still have a last resort."
Hayasaka Ai's ears perked up, and curiosity quickly surged: "What is it?"
Amamiya Natsuki glanced over: "I'm not telling you."
Hayasaka Ai: "..."
Tch, how annoying!
"Senpai, tell me quickly," Hayasaka Ai pressed on, probing for information. "I'm very curious. After you tell me, I'll help you win over the other girls."
"It's actually very simple," Amamiya Natsuki said slowly. "I plan to use the friend tactic. She has quite a few friends at campus. I'll ask her friends what Hayasaka usually likes."
...
Damn it, I've been cornered!
Hayasaka Ai stomped her foot angrily in her heart.
She moved around campus as Hayasaka, and indeed had a few close friends, including Kashiwagi. Once Amamiya Natsuki went to ask about her preferences, it would definitely turn into gossip.
Once the gossip started, it would quickly escalate, and in the end, the Young Lady would definitely hear the news, making things even more troublesome.
The boy she likes is confessing to other girls; the Young Lady will probably turn dark, right?
No.
This matter must be kept from the Young Lady.
"I understand," Hayasaka Ai took a deep breath, gritting her teeth, and feigning grievance. "Senpai, give me your phone. I'll try."
As for not being able to take out her phone to reply during a conversation... as a professionally trained spy, blind typing on a phone is normal, right?
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