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The deal was done.
The three separated.
Back in the lounge, with Headless JK still guarding the door, Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka, his junior, and said:
"Speak, what do you have your eye on?"
Hayasaka Ai exited role-play, stepped forward half a step, skillfully hugged Amamiya Natsuki's arm, lifted her pretty face, and looked at him with Bambi-like eyes full of anticipation:
"Senpai, I want that Skill Imprint Scroll. I've been a player for so long, and I haven't mastered a single skill to this day; it's so embarrassing."
"Reason not accepted." Amamiya Natsuki said unmoved, "Juju and Senpai also haven't learned any skills."
Hayasaka Ai hugged Amamiya Natsuki's arm, gently swaying and acting spoiled, her voice sweet and charming, like flowers and plants sprouting in spring: "No one else knows about the trade just now, Senpai, please give it to me."
"Tsk..."
When this junior, Hayasaka, acted spoiled, it made one's heart itch, making it hard to resist.
However... to tempt a cadre with your A+ certified steel plate, which cadre could resist such temptation!
"I refuse." Amamiya Natsuki said righteously, "You going through the back door like this will break the rules."
Everyone is currently in one team. Although there are no strict rules and regulations, they still follow a simple method of distribution based on need.
For example, the items obtained from the trade just now should be discussed with everyone, and then whoever needs them takes them.
But Hayasaka Ai at this moment clearly wanted to go through the back door, directly taking the Skill Imprint Scroll without letting everyone know about it.
"Only I, Senpai, and Juju don't have skills yet. This scroll must be given to the three of us. I can compensate Juju and Senpai afterward." Hayasaka Ai stood on her tiptoes, leaned close to Amamiya Natsuki's ear, her breath like orchids, whispering, "Senpai, I'll do anything you want."
Amamiya Natsuki turned his head, his gaze falling on Hayasaka's pink and delicate thin lips, and raised an eyebrow:
"You'll agree to anything I ask?"
Heh, men.
The little person in Hayasaka Ai's heart crossed her arms, her right foot already trampling Amamiya Natsuki beneath her, fiercely trampling him.
Just now you were talking about following the rules, and now it's completely forgotten. No need to say, you must be thinking about lewd things, right?
"Lewd things are not allowed," Hayasaka Ai quickly interjected, looking over with a wronged expression, "You and I are together, you won't only want to do that kind of thing, right?"
"You got it right," Amamiya Natsuki said without changing his expression, "A boy's head is filled with only that kind of thing."
Bah! Pervert Senpai! You really have no shame at all!
The wronged expression on Hayasaka Ai's face instantly disappeared. She let out a soft hmph: "I don't like Pervert Senpai, whose head is full of lewd things."
"You just said you liked me," Amamiya Natsuki sighed, "Heh, women."
Hayasaka Ai: "..."
"My conditions are actually very simple," Amamiya Natsuki said, "You wear a maid outfit, and as Hasaka-chan, take care of my daily life for one day. How about it?"
Hayasaka Ai's lips twitched slightly, and she looked over with disdain: "Senpai, you're actually a maid fetishist, aren't you?"
Amamiya Natsuki didn't deny it: "Is there something wrong with being a maid fetishist?"
Hayasaka Ai bit her pink lip, looking over pitifully: "It's already very hard for me to take care of the young lady normally, Senpai, you don't want me to..."
Amamiya Natsuki interrupted: "Then you can work hard for one more day."
"..."
Under duress, Hayasaka Ai could only agree, crossing her arms over her chest and saying:
"I can agree to Senpai's terms, but during this period, Senpai cannot do lewd things to me, otherwise the promise will be directly voided."
"No problem."
With the discussion concluded, the ownership of the Skill Imprint Scroll was decided.
Amamiya Natsuki handed over the scroll, asking curiously:
"What skill do you want to imprint? Evil Spirit Banishing Aura?"
"Not Evil Spirit Banishing," Hayasaka Ai took the scroll, immediately put it into her backpack, and shook her head, "Evil Spirit Banishing can't be used in the instance, and its use in reality isn't that great... Those players without Evil Spirit Banishing Aura still live their lives."
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"You could try Shinomiya's Incarnation of Shadow."
"With Senpai here, even without imprinting the young lady's skill, I can still use it," Hayasaka Ai shook her head again, "Besides, the higher the level of the skill, the lower the success rate of imprinting, and you also have to consider the possibility of failure."
Amamiya Natsuki said: "You can use the coin."
"The coin doesn't guarantee 100% success for imprinting; it's still better to be cautious," Hayasaka Ai pursed her pink lips, "I've already thought about what skill I want to imprint. After the instance is cleared, Senpai can let me use the coin."
"So what exactly is the skill?"
"Well..." Hayasaka Ai's lips curved slightly upwards, revealing a pleasant smile, "It's a skill that all boys like. Senpai will definitely be very excited then."
Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow: "Is the skill you want to imprint... proper?"
"Extremely proper."
"..."
Hayasaka was mysterious and didn't say what skill she wanted to imprint in the end. She reactivated her disguise, turning into a pale-faced, red-eyed vengeful nurse, then waved goodbye and left.
"Senpai, I'll continue with the character quests. See you later."
Now with the Head nurse assigning tasks and Headless JK providing close protection, the character quests were becoming increasingly easy.
Amamiya Natsuki remained in the office, continuing to receive patients for consultation.
Unfortunately, good reviews were hard to come by. Some patients were quite troublesome, completely creating doctor-patient relationship issues. If not for Chainsaw Boy, there would probably have been bloodshed already.
One hour later.
Knock, knock, knock.
A knock on the door sounded.
"Senpai, I'm done," Hayasaka Ai pushed the door open, "Shall we go back to the restaurant?"
"Mm."
Amamiya Natsuki stood up and walked towards the door, openly slacking off while getting paid.
Upon reaching the hallway, they encountered the nurse Manager player again, who was clearly waiting for them.
Amamiya Natsuki stopped and invited:
"Miss Head nurse, if you're free, would you like to come to the restaurant with us?"
The nurse Manager player naturally wouldn't refuse: "Then I'll impose."
The journey was silent.
The three quickly returned to the restaurant.
The restaurant's operations were now on track. After the queueing system was introduced, not only did the number of customers not decrease, but it actually increased. The Fishing Competition even reached its second session. The first session's Hall of Fame player had already been decided—a middle-aged uncle, whose portrait, painted personally by Fujiwara Chika in a realistic style, was already hanging on the restaurant wall. The champion's prize had also been awarded.
Passing by the lake earlier, Amamiya Natsuki noticed even more people fishing, including two doctors in white coats mixed in. He just didn't know how many fish were left in the artificial lake.
"Let's go through the back door," Hayasaka Ai whispered, "It's more convenient."
The three went around the back door of the restaurant, and the Head nurse was shocked to find that someone was dancing in the backyard, and the dance looked quite familiar...
"Is that... Gokuraku Jodo?"
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