Chapter 55: Miss Sadako is Suffering from Severe Social Anxiety

"...Kaguya-san is so scary after she turns evil."

Amamiya Natsuki sighed deeply.

Darkening is three times stronger, and whitening is seven times weaker.

That saying felt all too true.

Although Amamiya Natsuki was a boy, deep inside, he had no confidence at all.

He always felt that if he had come here alone, Kaguya Shinomiya would have pressed him down, dragging him in and out of the mirror world seven times over—and then again.

"To stop you from running away again, should I break both your legs too?"

The yandere, darkened vengeful spirit Kaguya tilted her head, eyes hollow and voice faint. "That way, you'll stay with me forever."

"Sorry, but I refuse."

Amamiya Natsuki took a steady breath and bravely said no to the vengeful spirit Kaguya.

As long as she was cute, he didn't mind Miss Sadako, and he even wanted to let Miss Sadako take maternity leave, but the vengeful spirit Kaguya? She broke legs at every turn. No man could bear that humiliation!

"Because..."

Amamiya Natsuki gently pushed Fujiwara Chika forward.

"My life already belongs to Fujiwara-san."

"Eh, hey, hey?"

"If you want to keep me here, you'll have to get past Fujiwara first."

"I'm not a shield."

"..."

The vengeful spirit Kaguya's eyes flickered as they landed on Fujiwara Chika. Then she sheathed the utility knife, crossed her right arm over her chest, and said coldly, "The source of chaos."

"No," Fujiwara retorted quickly, "I have always been Lawful Good."

"A siren who uses her breasts to seduce men into depravity."

"Oh, come on, Kaguya-chan, that's too much." Secretary Fujiwara covered her chest with her hands, "I have never seduced anyone before."

Hearing this, Amamiya Natsuki glanced at Fujiwara.

Beneath the folded arms, the curves clearly revealed a tempting, full-moon-like shape.

Fujiwara Chika was completely unaware of her own seductive aura.

"The lamb who committed the sin of gluttony."

"I can only eat a little more than an average girl..." Fujiwara looked away guiltily. "Enough wasting time, Kaguya-chan... No, outlaw Zhang-san, I call you, do you dare answer?"

Shinomiya Kaguya quickly raised her hand to cover her pink lips, trying to block the words, but her mouth betrayed her:

"...Zhang-san is here."

Amamiya Natsuki felt the vengeful spirit weaken again.

He took two steps forward, grabbed Kaguya's wrist, and triggered the 100% surrender:

"Fujiwara, come over and search."

"Oh."

Fujiwara Chika hurried forward.

This vengeful spirit Kaguya was clearly obsessed with role-play, deeply immersed in her part. She wasn't crying or fussing—just staring darkly at Fujiwara Chika.

"Kaguya-chan's eyes are so fierce," Fujiwara said timidly. "I'm a little scared."

Amamiya Natsuki suggested, "Let me search you instead?"

"No." Fujiwara shook her head firmly. "Even if she's not the real Kaguya-chan, she's still a girl. Natsuki-san can't do anything inappropriate."

It was just a body search, after all. With a figure as big as a mahjong board, body curves as flat as the Kanto Plains, and a body temperature as cold as ice—who would want to do anything evil?

Amamiya lowered his eyes and looked at the Kaguya pressed on the bed—and suddenly realized he had said the wrong thing.

This vengeful spirit Kaguya wasn't flat like the Kanto Plain at all.

From behind, the curves framed by the school uniform skirt were firm and beautiful.

The vengeful spirit's body was exactly like the real Shinomiya Kaguya's—so the curvy figure must be real, at least half of it.

The skirt was a little short, and from behind, one could clearly see the faint hint of absolute territory. The snow-white skin gleamed in the dim ward light.

Even the details were restored perfectly—

The black over-the-knee socks left slightly indented marks on the thighs, making one want to reach out and smooth them.

Moments later—

"Ah, I found it." Fujiwara pulled a fragment from the vengeful spirit's skirt pocket, sighing in relief. "Natsuki-san, retreat!"

Amamiya held his breath and let go.

Perhaps knowing resistance was futile, Kaguya sat on the bed, shadows of bangs covering her eyes. In a faint voice, she said, "...You're going to leave me again?"

What else?

Stay and practice the Thirty-Six Moves of the Axe with you?

But... why this inexplicable feeling of guilt?

Amamiya sighed and offered a blank check:

"If I see you again, I promise I won't abandon you."

The evil spirits in horror games don't appear in real life, right?

Amamiya Natsuki and Fujiwara Chika left the mirror world without lingering.

They quickly walked out into the corridor.

Seeing Kaguya Shinomiya waiting outside, Fujiwara jumped back in fright.

"Kaguya-chan is so scary."

"Um?"

A question mark appeared above Kaguya's head.

"Let me tell you—we met a super scary Kaguya-chan inside the ward..."

Fujiwara's desire to confess surged.

"You used so many harsh words to describe me. I'm sure Kaguya-chan doesn't really think that way, right?"

"..."

Shinomiya Kaguya fell silent.

Sorry.

It was indeed her inner thoughts.

Amamiya interrupted, "Stop talking—let's move to the next ward."

Once we deal with vengeful spirit Kaguya, the rest will be easy.

The crackdown on pornography and illegal publications had grown fierce and unstoppable. A single vengeful spirit was no match.

A moment later.

The three of them successfully collected all the fragments.

The fragments floated and drew inexplicable attraction to each other, spinning and converging, finally forming...

"Hey, why is it a hydrangea?"

Fujiwara opened her eyes wide. "Where's the key?"

"The key was just a guess." Amamiya looked at the paper hydrangea in his hand. "Obviously, we overestimated."

It was a lifelike paper hydrangea.

"Maybe the hydrangea can open the door?"

Fujiwara wasn't giving up, ready to try, but the final ward still wouldn't open.

"Even if it's not the key, this hydrangea must be an important prop." Fujiwara clenched her fist and cheered up. "So... where is the key?"

Amamiya groaned. "The key must be on the fourth floor, but probably not in a ward."

Shinomiya Kaguya crossed her arms: "Besides us, who else would be coming in and out of the ward..."

The two exchanged glances, and a figure appeared in their minds simultaneously.

"Miss Nurse."

"Eh?" Fujiwara was startled. "We've been running around for nothing all this time?"

"You won't get this hydrangea by running for nothing."

Amamiya recalled Sakurai's admission record—the early summer of May.

"Darkness will fall again soon. Let's return to the ward first."

Back in the ward, Amamiya Natsuki didn't see Miss Sadako eavesdropping this time.

Under the light of humanity, Fujiwara Chika and most players—except a few with their own agendas—hid inside.

"Fujiwara-sama."

"Chika-chan."

"You guys are back?"

A group of new players greeted them warmly.

Only Miss Sadako suffered from severe social anxiety.

"...There are too many. With so many people coming in at once, it's going to collapse."

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