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"You, you, you... Pervert! Lecher!"
Juju widened her eyes and glared, instantly seeing through Amamiya Natsuki's sinister intentions.
Not letting her change back, he clearly was interested in Miss Hachishakusama!
Amamiya Natsuki said earnestly:
"I just heard your cry for help and rushed over regardless of any danger. Even if there's no credit, there's hard work, right?"
Juju's voice was disdainful: "Tch, it was only a few steps, as if you risked your life."
"No matter what, there must be a reward today." Amamiya Natsuki said, walking towards the cubicle.
"You, don't come over!" Juju was a little flustered, and scolded angrily, "Oppai Alien!"
"That's right, I am."
"..."
Amamiya Natsuki pushed open the door and entered the cubicle.
Miss Hachishakusama is one of the world's eight wonders; missing out on this would feel like a great regret.
"Tomorrow and accident, you never know which comes first, especially for players." Amamiya Natsuki said seriously, "That's why you should follow your heart and leave no regrets."
"Is that your excuse for being a pervert?" Juju sat on the toilet, and even so, her height was still on par with Amamiya Natsuki. She couldn't help but look over with a disgusted gaze, as if looking at kitchen waste, "Miss Hachishakusama is a kaidan."
"As long as it's cute, even a kaidan is fine."
"Shameless!"
"In front of Juju, I choose to be my most authentic self."
"Pah..." Juju let out a soft hmph, her expression suddenly panicked, "Y-your hand!"
"Don't move around." Amamiya Natsuki had a righteous expression, "As the attending physician, it's normal to examine the patient, right?"
"Normal my foot!" Juju's face was flushed, and she couldn't help but shout, "You're clearly a sadistic doctor!"
"Maliciously instigating doctor-patient conflict, Komi, you need in-depth treatment."
"Pah!"
"..."
Outside the restroom.
Sadako listened to the conversation inside, and her black hair couldn't help but tremble.
As long as it's cute, even a kaidan is fine?
That human is indeed terrifying.
A moment later, Amamiya Natsuki briefly indulged himself and then walked out of the restroom.
He still had to stand guard; he couldn't delay important matters.
"Miss Sadako?"
Amamiya Natsuki walked into the hallway, his gaze shifting to find Miss Sadako standing in the corner. He waved his hand and said, "Come here."
"..."
Miss Sadako's black hair trembled slightly as she silently walked over.
"Nothing else appeared in the hallway just now, right?" Amamiya Natsuki asked.
Miss Sadako silently shook her head, indicating no.
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"I've always been curious, with your hair completely covering your eyes, can you see anything?"
Miss Sadako nodded.
"I'm very doubtful, I need to test you." Amamiya Natsuki extended his right hand. "How many fingers is this?"
"..."
Miss Sadako, like Komi, was unwilling to speak, and silently extended one finger in response.
"Wrong answer." Amamiya Natsuki sighed. "I clearly extended two fingers."
"Hair really does block your vision." Amamiya Natsuki took out a middle-part comb. "How about we comb your hair up?"
Facing Amamiya Natsuki, a human who was completely unafraid of her, Miss Sadako was at her wit's end. Especially when confronted with the middle-part comb that would reveal her face, she could only tremble against the wall: "No..."
A faint voice came from beneath her black hair, so anxious that Miss Sadako even spoke: "It was clearly one finger."
"Alright, I admit it." Amamiya Natsuki laid his cards on the table. "Miss Sadako with her hair combed up is even cuter, I want to see it again."
"N-no..."
At the same time.
Juju, dressed, walked out of the restroom, just in time to hear Miss Sadako's words. She couldn't help but widen her eyes and look over: "You really won't even let Miss Sadako off?"
"I didn't, I didn't." Amamiya Natsuki held up the comb in his hand. "I just wanted to comb Miss Sadako's hair."
"Miss Sadako doesn't like a middle-part hairstyle." Juju crossed her arms over her chest. "She should choose whatever hairstyle she wants."
"She really can't choose." Amamiya Natsuki shook his head. "As a kaidan, Miss Sadako's hairstyle has a fixed perception applied to it; an ordinary comb simply can't comb it."
Juju was half-convinced: "Is that really true?"
Amamiya Natsuki shrugged:
"You'll know if you try."
"Okay, I'll try."
Juju stepped forward to Miss Sadako, extending her right hand, wanting to touch Miss Sadako's black hair. However, after extending it halfway, looking at Miss Sadako whose face was obscured by thick black hair, a faint fear couldn't help but arise in her heart.
Even though she knew Miss Sadako's rule was fear, and as long as she wasn't afraid of her, she was a harmless little lamb, she still couldn't control her emotions.
Sensing the fear from Juju, Miss Sadako subconsciously raised her hands, her nails quietly growing longer.
Clap!
Amamiya Natsuki clapped his hand.
"Ah..."
Juju couldn't help but let out a low cry, quickly covering her buttocks with both hands, her small face flushed, turning her head in embarrassment: "Stupid Natsuki, what are you doing!"
"Don't violate Miss Sadako's attack rules." Amamiya Natsuki said, "Otherwise, with one being an employee and the other being my beloved Juju-sama, it's very difficult for me to be caught in the middle."
"Pah!"
As the fear from Juju dissipated, Miss Sadako lowered her arms again, silently shrinking into the corner.
"Miss Sadako's hair only looks a bit scary, but it's actually very clean and feels very comfortable to touch." Amamiya Natsuki extended a finger, picked up a strand of Miss Sadako's black hair, letting it flow through his fingertips, and looked at Juju, saying, "Fear comes from the unknown; you'll know if you try it yourself."
"Whew..."
Juju took a deep breath, nervously extended her right hand, and bit her silver teeth lightly, saying, "I'll try."
It was only because Amamiya Natsuki was by her side that she had the courage to reach out; otherwise, she definitely wouldn't dare to touch it.
"Eh?" After her fingers touched Miss Sadako's black hair, Juju was startled, and an expression of surprise appeared on her small face, "It feels... so smooth."
"Not only is it smooth, but the hair quality is also excellent, with no dryness or split ends, and it doesn't shed." Amamiya Natsuki complained, "If those middle-aged men saw it, they would definitely cry with envy."
"Not every middle-aged man goes bald." Juju rolled her eyes at him, her face showing an envious expression, "Every time I shower at home, a lot of hair falls out, which makes me super conscious. It would be great if I could be like Miss Sadako and not lose hair."
After talking for a while, Juju quickly realized that she wasn't as scared as she had been at first.
Miss Sadako's hair was soft and smooth, with an excellent feel, much like a large, well-behaved pet.
"Go sit down." Amamiya Natsuki said, "Standing and talking for so long is tiring."
Returning to the hallway entrance, Juju was still annoyed, so she naturally wouldn't sit in Amamiya Natsuki's arms again.
"I'll go get a chair myself."
Juju gave him a glare, then ran off, and soon returned with two chairs.
"Miss Sadako, this is your chair." Juju pointed.
"..."
Perhaps because she had never sat on a chair before, Miss Sadako looked down at her toes, remaining silent and still.
Amamiya Natsuki took out the middle-part comb: "If you don't sit down, I'll give you a middle part."
"..."
Miss Sadako's black hair trembled, and she quickly sat down.
"That's better." Amamiya Natsuki put the comb away with satisfaction.
The night was long.
Staying up all night was an exhausting task. Before long, Juju yawned, no wonder the night watchmen in TV dramas all fell asleep.
"If you're tired, sleep for a bit." Amamiya Natsuki looked at Juju and said softly, "I'll keep watch."
"No." Juju shook her head, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and yawned again, "We agreed to keep watch together, what would it look like if I fell asleep? Besides, what if you get sleepy and fall asleep too?"
"Good point." Amamiya Natsuki nodded. "In that case, let's play some entertainment game."
"What game?" Juju blinked, reminding him, "Don't forget Miss Sadako."
"Of course I won't forget."
Amamiya Natsuki pondered for two seconds, snapped his fingers, then reached out and took a black box from his game backpack.
"What is this?"
Juju looked over curiously.
Amamiya Natsuki opened the briefcase, "It's a globally popular entertainment activity that everyone knows and loves."
"What, it's mahjong." Juju was speechless. "I thought it was something else."
Don't underestimate mahjong! Although shogi is known as the national game, in terms of popularity and player numbers, it would be utterly crushed. The world's first mahjong machine was invented in Japan!
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Miss Sadako: "Have you ever played mahjong?"
Miss Sadako shook her head.
"It's okay if you don't know how." Amamiya Natsuki said, "It's very easy to pick up, you'll get it in one listen."
"There are only three of us, we can't play mahjong, can we?" Juju said from the side, "Everyone else is resting, there aren't enough people."
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"Shimizu-nee and the others are still outside the restaurant."
"Stupid Natsuki." Juju glared at him impatiently, "I'm in this state, I can't see them, can I?"
"You can transform into Hachishakusama..."
"Pah!"
The wish of playing mahjong with Miss Sadako and Hachishakusama was shattered just as it began.
Amamiya Natsuki thought for a moment, and silently summoned his guardian spirit in his mind.
A few seconds later.
His shadow subtly distorted for a moment, and then a Mrs. Shimizu appeared out of thin air.
"Finally, it's my turn to appear." Mrs. Shimizu's eyes were resentful. "Natsuki-kun is so heartless, you must have forgotten about me, right?"
"I can't help it." Amamiya Natsuki sighed. "Who told you your reputation was ruined..."
"Eh?" Mrs. Shimizu tilted her head and looked over, her charming face, seven parts similar to the Sheltered Young Lady, was captivating. It must be said, she was full of allure. "What do you mean?"
"Nothing." Amamiya Natsuki coughed twice, reminding her, "Juju and I are keeping watch, and Miss Sadako is next to us. To avoid getting sleepy, we're going to play some mahjong."
Juju sat upright: "Shimizu-nee, good evening."
Being trapped in the intensive care unit before was part of the plan to switch places with Mrs. Shimizu, so Juju was naturally very grateful, not to mention she was an elder, so proper etiquette would certainly not be lacking.
"Juju-chan, good evening." Mrs. Shimizu smiled pleasantly, stretched, and said excitedly, "It's really been a long time since I played mahjong."
Juju was a little worried: "Um, Shimizu-nee, playing mahjong will consume your presence, right?"
Guardian spirits aren't Stands; they need energy to move around. Using one to make up numbers for mahjong just felt a bit hard to describe.
"It's fine." Mrs. Shimizu didn't care at all, a sweet smile on her lips. "Playing mahjong doesn't consume much, besides, after we finish, Natsuki-kun can just fill me up, okay?"
Juju: "..."
They're clearly mother and daughter, but their personalities are too different from the calm, collected, elegant, and reserved Kaguya-san!
"Don't just talk." Amamiya Natsuki said, "Hurry up and shuffle the mahjong tiles."
Clatter clatter.
The sound of mahjong tiles colliding quickly echoed.
Amamiya Natsuki turned his head and said: "Miss Sadako, come shuffle with us."
"..."
Miss Sadako hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly extended her hands.
After the first round, Juju found that her back no longer ached, her legs no longer hurt, and she felt completely refreshed.
"Let's play another round."
As Amamiya Natsuki's voice fell, Miss Sadako this time did not hesitate or waver, actively reaching out to shuffle the mahjong tiles.
After playing another game, Miss Sadako quickly experienced the magic of mahjong—
She couldn't stop at all.
"You're... playing mahjong?"
A girl's surprised voice suddenly rang out.
Amamiya Natsuki turned his head to look, and the person who came was none other than the Sheltered Young Lady.
"The night is long, and I have no desire to sleep." Amamiya Natsuki said, "So I found an entertainment activity... Pong."
"Kaguya-chan, Mama misses you." Mrs. Shimizu held a mahjong tile between her fingers, "Chow."
Shinomiya Kaguya's pink lips moved slightly, and she said, speechless:
"...You guys can almost go rest."
What about keeping watch? You're too engrossed in playing mahjong!
After one game, Amamiya Natsuki packed up his things, ready to rest.
Although mahjong was fun, replenishing energy was more important.
Amamiya Natsuki was about to go to his room when he suddenly felt someone tugging at his clothes. He turned to look and saw it was Miss Sadako.
"What's wrong?"
Amamiya Natsuki asked in a low voice.
Miss Sadako's black hair gently swayed, and after a moment, a faint voice emanated from beneath her black hair:
"...When are we playing next?"
I didn't realize you were so addicted to mahjong!
However, it's understandable that kaidan, which has swept the world, couldn't resist the temptation of mahjong.
Amamiya Natsuki shook his head and said, "We're about to rest, so we won't be playing anymore today."
"..."
Sadako's head suddenly drooped.
"However…" Amamiya Natsuki extended his right hand, and with a try-it-and-see mentality, invited, "As long as you are willing to become an employee, you can play mahjong every day from now on."
"..."
Sadako kept her head down and said nothing.
Amamiya Natsuki thought his invitation had failed again and was about to withdraw his hand to go to his room to rest.
The next moment.
A cold touch suddenly came from his hand.
Sadako gently held his right hand.
Immediately after, a game prompt sounded in Amamiya Natsuki's ear:
[You have successfully recruited the kaidan "Sadako-san". You can now invite her to the Midnight Theater.]
[Please note, as the Boss, you need to satisfy your employees' demands, otherwise, the employee may resign.]
Amamiya Natsuki: "..."
No wonder feeding her so much food was useless; you're not a foodie kaidan, but a mahjong enthusiast!
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