"Can't find it, completely can't find it."
Amamiya Natsuki and Chika took the dog out and circled the park several times but couldn't find Pochi's dream dog.
"It's normal not to find it." Amamiya Natsuki strolled beside Chika, "Maybe the weather is too hot now, others don't want to go out, or they are still at work and haven't finished yet. If we walk it for a few more days, we'll eventually be able to wait for it by waiting for the rabbit to hit the tree."
Fujiwara Chika nodded in agreement:
"That makes sense. Forcing it too much isn't good. Maybe we'll meet Pochi's dream dog around the next corner. Let's just take a walk."
The sun was setting.
Tired birds returned to their nests.
As the sun went down, more adults and children gradually appeared in the park, and the park, which had been quiet all day, was now quite lively.
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Chika and whispered:
"Does this scene feel quite familiar?"
"Eh?" Fujiwara Chika was startled, "Familiar where?"
"Let me help you recall." Amamiya Natsuki lowered his voice, "Park, leash, Fujiwara Mama…"
Fujiwara Chika's pretty face flushed, and she quickly puffed out her pink cheeks:
"President is so mean! I told you not to call me that!"
Amamiya Natsuki retorted:
"You were clearly excited when you made me call you that."
"I wasn't excited!" Fujiwara Chika retorted, "That was Shadow Chika, and it had nothing to do with me!"
Amamiya Natsuki said as he walked:
"Speaking of which, you said you would help Shadow Chika fulfill her wish, didn't you?"
"Eh? What's that?" Fujiwara Chika's pretty face turned even redder, and she turned her head away, whistling, "Sorry, I can't remember at all."
After clearing the instance, Fujiwara Chika regained her memories from the previous cycles, including Shadow Chika's wish…
"I want to taste President and have [beep—] with President."
So how could she easily agree to something like that?!
Even if she did that with President, it couldn't be for someone else!
Although that 'someone else' was herself…
Amamiya Natsuki said seriously:
"The Fujiwara family rules state that one must be trustworthy and keep one's word."
Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but glare at him and say:
"My family has too many rules!"
"…"
As they spoke, several little kids ran over, chasing and playing, and one of them accidentally bumped into Chika.
"S-sorry!"
The children quickly stood straight and apologized.
"It's okay, just be careful next time." Fujiwara Chika stroked the little girl's head, naturally not taking it to heart, her voice gentle, "When you're chasing and playing, also pay attention to others."
Only after the children ran far away did Fujiwara Chika look down at her stockings; there was a blob of white cream on the black stockings, looking particularly conspicuous: "Ugh, I got sticky ice cream on it."
Amamiya Natsuki suggested:
"It's still early. Let's go back and take a shower first, then go back after."
"That's the only way." Fujiwara Chika agreed, "Let's go back."
"…"
The two left the park with the dog.
There was no conversation along the way.
After returning home, Amamiya Natsuki put the dog in its cage, then looked at Chika, raising his right hand and saying:
"I want to bathe with Chika-sama."
"No, President, go away." Fujiwara Chika covered her chest, her bright eyes glaring, "I don't want to bathe with President."
"I misspoke." Amamiya Natsuki corrected himself, "It's to scrub Chika-sama's back."
Fujiwara Chika took a towel and walked into the bathroom: "Completely unnecessary, President, go away."
"…"
Amamiya Natsuki drank a glass of water and sat on the sofa to watch TV.
A moment later.
"President, President, come quickly." Fujiwara Chika's voice came from the bathroom.
Amamiya Natsuki walked to the bathroom door and said:
"Are there evil spirits?"
"Not evil spirits, it's a mosquito." Fujiwara Chika's voice was distressed, "A mosquito flew into the bathroom, buzzing, it's super annoying."
Amamiya Natsuki said speechlessly:
"If there's a mosquito, just swat it, right?"
Ordinary people can't swat mosquitoes, but you're a seasoned player, you can't possibly miss, can you?!
"I'm washing my hair, I can't open my eyes." Fujiwara Chika shouted from the bathroom, "President, come in quickly and use Time Stop to kill that annoying mosquito."
Hey, hey, using Time Stop to kill a mosquito, isn't that a waste?!
"Understood." Amamiya Natsuki readily agreed, "Coming in immediately."
Pushing open the door and entering the bathroom, Amamiya Natsuki saw Chika sitting on a small stool washing her hair. Of course, she couldn't wear clothes while bathing. Besides a towel, the rest of her skin was dazzlingly white under the light.
"Where is the mosquito?" Amamiya Natsuki asked.
"I don't know." Fujiwara Chika covered her chest with both hands, "It must be in the bathroom. President, please wait a moment."
"So hot." After only a few seconds, Amamiya Natsuki felt the steam in the bathroom wet his shirt and couldn't help but complain, "It's the middle of summer, why do you girls still take hot showers?"
"Because hot showers are more comfortable." Fujiwara Chika rinsed under the shower, "Cold showers must be very uncomfortable… President, have you killed the mosquito yet?"
Amamiya Natsuki shook his head and said:
"I don't see where the mosquito is."
"Hmm…" Fujiwara Chika hesitated, "Then President, you go out first, and I'll continue washing my hair?"
"What if the mosquito reappears after I go out?" Amamiya Natsuki said, "I can't keep going in and out, can I?"
Fujiwara Chika pursed her lips: "It is indeed very troublesome…"
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"So I have a solution."
"Eh?" Fujiwara Chika tilted her head and looked over, "What solution?"
Amamiya Natsuki said earnestly:
"You keep washing, I'll watch from the side. As soon as that mosquito dares to appear, I'll swat it dead immediately."
Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but retort:
"It's too strange to let a boy watch while showering!"
"Don't worry." Amamiya Natsuki looked at secretary Chika's snow-white back and said seriously, "My eyes only see mosquitoes."
"Pfft~"
Fujiwara Chika lightly spat, not believing a single word.
However… if the mosquito hadn't been killed yet, and if she let the President go out, the delay would allow the mosquito to hide again.
Hesitating for two seconds, Fujiwara Chika picked up the showerhead and continued washing her hair, responding with silent action.
Before long, Amamiya Natsuki raised his hand and asked:
"It's too hot in the bathroom, my clothes are soaked. Can I take off my clothes?"
Fujiwara Chika faced the wall, continuing to wash her hair, the tips of her ears slightly red, but she said nonchalantly:
"President can take them off if he wants, but he's not allowed to do anything strange."
The bathroom was indeed very hot, and wet clothes were incredibly uncomfortable to wear. It was fine to let the President take them off, after all… she had seen him before.
"Yes, yes…"
Amamiya Natsuki took off his shirt and put it into the basket.
After a short period of quiet, Amamiya Natsuki raised his hand again and said:
"I'm still sweating a lot, I want to take a quick shower."
Fujiwara Chika: "…President, don't push your luck!"
Saying "take a quick shower" clearly meant showering together!
"No." Fujiwara Chika puffed out her rosy cheeks, "President, wait. We'll talk after I finish washing."
"What?" Amamiya Natsuki put his right hand to his ear, "Did you say yes?"
Fujiwara Chika: "I didn't say yes at all!"
Amamiya Natsuki moved a small stool, sat next to Chika, and asked with a smile:
"Do you want me to scrub your back?"
Fujiwara Chika flatly refused: "Absolutely not needed."
"I feel uncomfortable." Amamiya Natsuki handed over the towel, continuing to push his luck, "Fujiwara Mama, help me scrub my back."
Clap!
A crisp slapping sound echoed in the bathroom.
"Don't call me that." Fujiwara Chika slapped Amamiya Natsuki on his thigh, then took the towel and instructed, "President, turn around."
Regarding showering together… if Amamiya Natsuki had asked for permission, secretary Chika definitely wouldn't have agreed, but once the deed was done, showering together wasn't actually a big deal.
Ultimately, besides the final step, the two had already done many other things together, and had been exposed to each other many times.
Slap.
Fujiwara Chika slapped Amamiya Natsuki's back, making a crisp sound, then rolled up the towel and began scrubbing Amamiya Natsuki's back.
Amamiya Natsuki sat and enjoyed it for a while, then said slowly:
"Chika-sama, I have a question…"
Fujiwara Chika raised her chin, her voice clear:
"What does President want to ask?"
Amamiya Natsuki said slowly:
"Why is Chika-sama so skilled at scrubbing backs?"
"Eh?" Fujiwara Chika was startled, then raised her hand and slapped Amamiya Natsuki's back again, "I often shower with Moeha and help each other scrub backs. It's normal to be skilled, right?"
"I see."
"It's already clean." Fujiwara Chika prepared to stand up, "President, you wash yourself. I'm going out."
Amamiya Natsuki held Chika, and said seriously:
"Let me scrub your back."
"No need." Fujiwara Chika quickly shook her head, her pretty face flushed, "Absolutely no need."
If she really let Amamiya Natsuki help scrub her back, he would definitely scrub and then wander off to other places!
Amamiya Natsuki sighed and said:
"Then I have one last request."
Fujiwara Chika blinked: "What request?"
"This is the first time Fujiwara Mama has helped me shower…" Amamiya Natsuki turned to look at Chika, his gaze burning, and lowered his voice, "So I want to experience [censored]."
"Eh, eh, eh?" Fujiwara Chika's beautiful eyes widened, her pretty face quickly flushed, and faint steam seemed to rise from her head, "To… to actually make such a request, President is too perverted!"
If it were anyone else who dared to make such a lewd and shameless request, she would have punched them flying long ago.
"Just this once." Amamiya Natsuki put his hands together, "This is my most undying, sole request in this life!"
Fujiwara Chika's pretty face was flushed like fire, even the tips of her ears were tinged with crimson. After hesitating for a while, she stammered softly:
"You promised, just this once…"
Amamiya Natsuki said seriously:
"I promise."
I promise only this once today.
"President, turn around." Fujiwara Chika's pretty face was flushed, her eyes moist, "Don't look at me."
"Right away."
Amamiya Natsuki turned around and sat up straight.
"Whew…"
Fujiwara Chika quietly exhaled, her pretty face red, and she leaned closer to Amamiya Natsuki, continuing to help scrub his back.
Half an hour later.
The bathroom door finally opened.
Fujiwara Chika was the first to escape, her pretty face flushed red as she said:
"Only this once, never again!"
Amamiya Natsuki followed behind, walking out of the bathroom and saying:
"Pochi's dream dog hasn't been found yet. Come over tomorrow to continue looking."
"I'm not coming!" Fujiwara Chika's eyes were moist and dewy, her pearly teeth biting her lips, "President, you go look yourself!"
"I can't talk to Pochi, so I definitely won't find it." Amamiya Natsuki said with a serious face, "I still have to trouble Chika-sama."
"Hmph~"
Fujiwara Chika lightly hummed, then put on her shoes in the entryway, placed her hands on her hips, and said:
"Let's talk tomorrow, I'm going back."
"You just showered. If you go out now, you'll definitely get all sweaty again." Amamiya Natsuki glanced at the time, "Why don't you stay the night?"
"I refuse." Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but glare at him, then opened the door and slipped out, "Moeha is still at home, how could I possibly stay?"
"…"
As Chika left, the house became quiet again.
Ten-thirty at night.
Knock, knock, knock.
A soft knock on the door sounded.
Amamiya Natsuki walked to the entryway and opened the door. A girl with long black hair wearing pajamas stood outside the door, her black hair gently swaying in the evening breeze. Who else could it be but Miko?
From her initial shyness to her current familiarity, Miko had developed a habit of quietly sneaking over every night after ten, after her mother and younger brother had fallen asleep, to avoid being harassed by evil spirits.
"It's so late, but it's still so hot outside…" Miko put on her slippers and walked into the living room, then she paused, "Eh, where's Kaguya?"
Amamiya Natsuki said casually:
"Kaguya went home this morning. I'm not sure when she'll be back. It's just the two of us today, so you don't have to sleep in the living room."
Miko's eyes widened at his words: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked innocent:
"You didn't ask me."
"Alright, it's true I didn't ask…" Miko's pretty face hardened, and she turned to leave, "Goodbye."
"Wait." Amamiya Natsuki grabbed Miko, speechless, "What are you going back for?"
"What do you think?"
Miko puffed out her rosy cheeks, unable to resist glaring at him in disdain.
In the past, with Kaguya present, the three of them sleeping together could ensure her safety. Today, it was just her and Natsuki in one room… would she be night-attacked?
Definitely!
Amamiya Natsuki's tone was very aggrieved: "You're questioning my character."
"Hmph." Miko lightly hummed, "Good that you know."
Despite her complaints, Miko actually knew very well that as long as she firmly refused and clearly stated no, Amamiya Natsuki definitely wouldn't go against her wishes and do such things.
However… Amamiya Natsuki was no longer the innocent boy he used to be.
Now he was incredibly good at coaxing girls, and one could easily be tricked. What if she wasn't strong-willed enough, couldn't control herself, and did something like that in a daze? Her mother would definitely notice when she went back tomorrow morning, right?
So, hurry home.
"…Goodbye!"
Miko turned and slipped away, quickly escaping.
Amamiya Natsuki sighed helplessly and returned to his room upstairs. Miko's vigilance was understandable; after all, he was a scumbag who wanted everything, and it was already good that she hadn't punched him flying.
But just as Amamiya Natsuki fell asleep, he heard his phone vibrate by his pillow.
"Hmm?"
Amamiya Natsuki picked up his phone and found a message from Miko.
Miko: "Natsuki… are you asleep?"
Amamiya Natsuki: "Just fell asleep, and got woken up again."
Miko: "…My deepest apologies."
Amamiya Natsuki: "When apologizing, please show your oppai."
Knock, knock, knock.
Miko sent a three-in-one head-knocking emoji: "There's an evil spirit floating on my room's ceiling, staring straight at me. I can't sleep, absolutely can't sleep."
Amamiya Natsuki: "Can't get up, absolutely can't get up."
Miko: "…"
Amamiya Natsuki got up, put on his clothes, went to the window, and messaged Miko: "Open your window."
Their houses were neighbors, and their room windows faced each other. In junior high, Amamiya Natsuki and Miko used to play the tin can telephone game, but later they thought it was too childish and stopped playing.
Before long, the light in Miko's room turned on, and then the curtains were pulled open by Miko.
"Take two steps back."
Amamiya Natsuki waved to Miko.
"Meow?"
Miko blinked her eyes in confusion, retreating with a puzzled expression.
Amamiya Natsuki let out a light breath, propped himself on the windowsill, and with a sudden leap, jumped through the window into Miko's room, landing lightly with almost no sound.
Miko's eyes widened: "You actually jumped straight over from that far away?"
Although she knew that 'players' could strengthen themselves, and he often helped her with back rubs, she had never seen Amamiya Natsuki display his strength. To jump from such a distance in one go was too exaggerated!
"Easy peasy," Amamiya Natsuki stood up, brushed off non-existent dust from his hands, and looked up at the ceiling. "If I went to the Olympics now, I could win all the gold medals."
A female ghost was perched on the ceiling, her black hair floating like seaweed, her face deathly pale, her mouth full of sharp teeth. In short, she was exceptionally hideous, even more terrifying than female ghosts in movies—many female ghosts in movies could still be used with a hood on, but this female ghost had almost lost all human form.
"You... can see me?"
The female ghost's head stretched out like a venomous snake, drooping down in front of Amamiya Natsuki, asking with an empty, ethereal voice.
Amamiya Natsuki's expression was calm. He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap.
The Evil Spirit Banishing Aura activated.
Under the aura's shroud, invisible transparent flames instantly began to burn on the female ghost's body.
In just a short moment, the female ghost was completely incinerated amidst her screams.
"Done," Amamiya Natsuki looked at Miko and suggested, "It's still very early until dawn. Want to go to sleep?"
Miko bit her rosy lips, hesitated for two seconds, then raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, shaking her head:
"Running back and forth is too troublesome, and I'll sweat... Natsuki, stay here."
Amamiya Natsuki was startled, his eyes brightening as he said:
"Sleep together tonight?"
"What are you thinking? Of course not sleeping together!" Miko covered her chest with both hands, glaring at him irritably, "I'll sleep on the bed, you sleep on the floor."
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Miko speechlessly and said:
"Generally speaking, shouldn't you be sleeping on the floor and giving the bed to me?"
Miko rolled her eyes: "Yurikawa is one thing, but a girl's bed certainly can't be slept on by just any boy."
"What do you mean 'any boy'?" Amamiya Natsuki said seriously, "Miko and I are clearly dating."
"I never agreed to date you!" Miko's pretty face flushed, her cheeks puffed out, "Hurry up and sleep!"