"The battle plan can continue." Kaguya Shinomiya held her cola and spoke calmly. "Copy-paste both yours and Fujiwara's outlaw abilities to Kitagawa—she alone can eliminate the evil spirit."
Illegal cohabitation ends here.
Hurry up and go home. A girl shouldn't be living at a boy's house!
"Sounds pretty good." Kitagawa Marin planted her right hand on her hip and nodded in agreement. She extended her hand expectantly. "Amamiya-kun, let's try it."
"Mm."
Natsuki once again grasped Kitagawa Marin's right hand.
A moment later.
"No good, can't do it." Natsuki opened his eyes and shook his head. "For some reason, currently I can only paste one ability. If I continue pasting, it'll overwrite the previous ability."
"Eh~ what a shame." Though Kitagawa Marin said it was a shame, her face showed no regretful expression—her smile remained bright and radiant. "I'll just have to keep bothering Amamiya-kun for a while longer."
"..."
Kaguya Shinomiya secretly bit down on her teeth.
No good.
Need to quickly think of a solution to get this woman to hurry home!
"Amamiya-kun." Chika Fujiwara extended her hand expectantly. "The coin, the coin—I've decided, I also want to toss heads before opening my blind box."
"Ah, I almost forgot." Kitagawa Marin's eyes lit up. "I want to toss the coin too."
Even Kaguya Shinomiya couldn't help but be tempted.
Though she disliked this uncontrollable probability game, there was no choice—the fortune boost was just too good.
By comparison, the side effect of being plagued by bad luck was completely bearable.
"Here." Natsuki took out the coin and handed it over, his tone meaningful. "Do your best."
The absorbed fortune is already depleted.
For the next while, no matter how they toss it, they'll only be tool people for fortune charging.
After the cooldown ended, Chika Fujiwara put down her phone, held the silver coin before her face, and with a serious expression gently blew on it:
"This is a method I just learned online. After blowing on it, the probability of getting heads greatly increases."
You believe things people say online?
Breathing on a paper airplane might have some effect, but blowing on a coin has absolutely zero effect!
The result was as expected.
Tails.
The 'Plagued by Bad Luck' buff struck again, letting everyone witness what it meant to be an unlucky child who chokes on water and trips on flat ground.
A moment later.
"Young miss, I've returned."
Hayasaka came back from shopping.
"Thank you for your effort." Kaguya Shinomiya nodded slightly. "You may prepare lunch."
Before they knew it, it was already 11 AM—indeed time to prepare lunch.
"Leave it to me."
Hayasaka bowed slightly, accepted the task, carried the just-purchased ingredients, and turned to walk into the kitchen.
As a maid, she needed to complete various tasks assigned by the young miss—cooking was naturally effortless.
In a certain sense, Hayasaka was actually also a genius girl.
Natsuki looked around the living room at the three girls and sighed helplessly before turning toward the kitchen.
The silly young miss need not be mentioned—from childhood to now, she probably hasn't entered a kitchen even once.
Kitagawa Marin—yesterday's squid ink pasta at noon was edible, but in the evening she volunteered to cook again, exposing her true nature as a cooking novice.
As for Chika Fujiwara... an unlucky child plagued by bad luck. Never mind her cooking skills—entering the kitchen would definitely be a disaster.
"Let me help?"
Natsuki walked into the kitchen.
Though the girl before him was a maid, she was also a guest. As the host, strictly speaking, the cooking should actually be his responsibility.
Hayasaka's back was straight, her posture elegant. Whether appearance or bearing, not a single flaw could be found. Compared to part-time maids at maid cafés, one could tell at a glance what a professional maid was.
"No need to mind me. The cooking is enough if left to me." Hayasaka glanced over, her tone calm. "Amamiya-kun, please return and continue chatting."
Seeing Hayasaka's firm attitude without the slightest hesitation, Natsuki could only agree.
Worthy of being a professional maid.
This is what professionalism means!
"Then I'll go out." Natsuki nodded and turned to leave. "Call me if you need anything."
Then...
"Wait a moment."
A voice suddenly sounded behind Natsuki.
"What is it?"
Natsuki turned his head in confusion. He saw an indescribable expression flash across the maid's face—as though she were enduring something.
"Phew..." Hayasaka let out a quiet breath, looked straight ahead, and spoke calmly: "If possible, please help wash the cucumbers."
Natsuki: "..."
What happened to not needing help?
Going back on your word way too fast!
"I understand."
Natsuki's expression was subtle as he walked back into the kitchen to help wash the ingredients.
"Damn damn damn...!!"
Hayasaka secretly bit down on her teeth, super displeased.
Washing ingredients doesn't actually need help—she could easily handle it alone. But for another matter, she was helpless with no solution—
Her gaze drifted slightly downward. A transparent tentacle-like long tongue appeared in Hayasaka's field of vision.
Below the sink, an evil spirit was hiding at some unknown point.
When Hayasaka had inadvertently glanced earlier, she'd seen the evil spirit had a dwarf-like appearance, vaguely bearing a man's face. Its limbs had all degenerated. Its mouth was wide open, a slime-covered tongue extended out, trying to reach toward her.
Disgusting!
Super disgusting!
This evil spirit clearly wants to lick me, right?
Hayasaka bit down on her teeth, super wanting to kick the evil spirit to pieces—unfortunately, she couldn't touch it at all.
Only two paths lay before her.
Either endure the evil spirit's harassment while cooking, or...
Of course choose the second path—make it vanish into ash!
Being licked by such a disgusting evil spirit would be nauseating enough to lose her appetite for several days.
"Done washing." Natsuki quickly finished washing two cucumbers. "Slice the cucumbers?"
"Mm."
Natsuki picked up the kitchen knife and cleanly sliced the cucumbers.
Seeing Natsuki hadn't discovered the evil spirit below the sink, Hayasaka hesitated briefly, then spoke again:
"Please wash a few tomatoes as well."
"Okay."
"..."
Hayasaka quietly lowered her head to look below the sink.
Damn it, actually hiding and not coming out.
You must vanish into ash. I said so—even Jesus can't save you!
The maid narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Natsuki with her peripheral vision.
Seeing Natsuki finish washing the tomatoes, her right hand quietly released. A prawn she'd prepared long ago dropped from her palm to the floor.
Clap.
Seeing the prawn on the ground, Natsuki naturally bent down to pick it up—then made the exact same choice as Hayasaka.
Such a disgusting evil spirit—hurry and make it vanish.
Watching the transparent flames burn, Hayasaka quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Her gaze fell on Natsuki's face.
"Evil Spirit Repelling and all... I really want it."
"Tch, need to find a way to win over this man."