Kaguya-sama: Love Is War wants me to turn myself in.

Surviving on a deserted island is fun only for you; nobody else finds it fun!

Amamiya Natsuki said gently:

"The ghost story has been dispelled, the hotel is safe, let's go out first."

"Uh-huh."

"..."

The ghost stories have been eradicated.

Back in the real world, everyone felt an indescribable sense of relief.

Eager to step out of the hotel, they were immediately greeted by a burst of bright sunshine. This time, there were no invisible walls to block their way.

Amamiya Natsuki squinted slightly, looked up at the boundless blue sky, and felt the sunlight on her body was exceptionally comfortable.

In the nightmare of surviving on a deserted island, although there is a distinction between day and night, the sky remains unchanged and the sun never appears. At first, it's alright, but after a while, it can easily drive people crazy.

"Ahhh! The sunshine feels so nice!"

"Finally, I can see the real sun!"

"It's so warm! I've decided, I'm going to the beach for a real sunbath!"

"..."

The girls felt exactly the same way as Natsuki Amamiya; they were all incredibly happy to finally see the real sun and the height of summer, and they cheered with joy.

Even the usually timid quail girl raised her pretty face and smiled at the sky.

After a while.

"It's so hot, the sun is so hot." Fujiwara Chika wiped the sweat from her forehead, looking pitiful. "I want to turn on the air conditioning."

Amamiya Natsuki turned to look at Chika and remarked:

"Who just said they wanted to go to the beach to sunbathe?"

"I don't know." Fujiwara Chika turned her head away. "Anyway, it wasn't me."

As they spoke, the group had already reached the gap in the metal fence.

On the other side of the gap.

A group of fully armed men were on high alert.

"Natsuki-kun?!"

Upon seeing Natsuki Amamiya and her group appear, the young woman in the lead, dressed in a suit, was both surprised and delighted, and excitedly exclaimed.

Amamiya Natsuki smiled politely:

"Ms. Mitsui, it's been a long time."

It's unclear how much time has passed in reality, but for Natsuki Amamiya and her group, it certainly felt like an eternity.

"Welcome back, everyone!"

Ms. Mitsui took a half step back and then bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

“The strange tales in the hotel have been resolved,” Natsuki Amamiya said softly. “Ms. Mitsui, you can send someone in now.”

Having finally managed to eliminate the hotel ghost story, the group was extremely exhausted, both mentally and physically. They didn't go to check on the other hotel rooms, leaving the follow-up work to the Ghost Story Management Bureau.

"Yes!"

Miss Mitsui straightened up and said decisively:

"We'll send people in for rescue right away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of medical staff and members of the Ghost Stories Management Bureau in suits rushed into the hotel.

Ms. Mitsui breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Natsuki Amamiya, and said softly:

"Thank God, you haven't heard from us for 24 hours."

"Eh, only one day?" Fujiwara Chika asked curiously. "We've been staying in the hotel for many days."

Although Ms. Mitsui was very curious about what the group had experienced in the hotel, she knew that now was not the time to ask questions, so she immediately took out her phone and made a call.

Before long, several black luxury cars drove up.

"You've all worked hard. Please go and rest. Leave the rest to us." Ms. Mitsui opened the car door herself. "Natsuki-kun, please get in."

Logically speaking, she is now one of the heads of the Ghost Stories Management Bureau, a position of great prestige. Most players would treat her with utmost respect and would not need to open the door for her. But Amamiya Natsuki is different.

Firstly, it was the life-saving grace from the Gates of Despair.

Secondly, there's Natsuki Amamiya's status as the strongest player.

There's nothing shameful about opening the door yourself!

"These two are hotel guests, right?" Ms. Mitsui glanced at Aoi and the girl from the street, then said, "You can leave them with the staff."

As soon as he finished speaking, two staff members came out to take Xiao Kui and the girl from the street away.

"father!"

Seeing that they were about to be taken away, the elementary school student quickly grabbed onto Amamiya Natsuki's leg, like a small animal worried about being abandoned by its owner.

"Huh? Huh? Huh?" Miss Mitsui exclaimed in surprise, "Why is she calling me 'Dad'?"

Natsuki Amamiya patted the elementary school student's head and said:

"Because she is my daughter."

Ms. Mitsui: "..."

Xiao Kui and the random girl were both previous guests of the hotel. The random girl was alright; she was a recent college graduate who had come to Tokyo with her boss for work and could leave at any time to receive treatment.

lead?

Having survived a life-or-death crisis, what's a leader compared to that?

The girl on the street was full of gratitude. She bowed to everyone at a 90-degree angle to express her thanks, and then followed the staff to the hospital for a check-up.

But Xiao Kui can't.

A primary school student who is only six or seven years old obviously wouldn't stay in a hotel alone; she must be with her real relatives. Although her memory is a bit confused now, she will definitely cry and fuss when she wakes up, which will be heartbreaking.

After a moment's thought, Amamiya Natsuki turned to look at Shinomiya Kaguya and said softly:

"Kaguya, you guys go to the hotel to rest first. My senior and I will wait here for a while until we see Aoi's family before we go over."

Kaguya Shinomiya nodded slightly and said:

"Understood. The chairman will send a message as soon as there are results."

Everyone was exhausted, both mentally and physically, and desperately needed rest. Even Chika didn't push herself; she hugged the elementary school student and then got into the car and left first.

"call……"

Senior Yanzi let out a soft breath, looked up at Amamiya Natsuki, and said softly:

"Junior, you must be working very hard. Why don't you come to the hotel to rest together? I can take care of Xiao Kui by myself."

Amamiya Natsuki turned her head and looked over, saying in a low voice:

"Senior, touch your chest."

"Eh?"

Senior Yanzi was startled, hesitated, and raised her right hand to press against her chest.

Amamiya Natsuki remarked:

"Senior, is your conscience bothering you?"

Senior Sister Yanzi rolled her eyes at me, and said in a light, annoyed tone:

"Of course it won't hurt."

Amamiya Natsuki remarked:

"We've been talking for so long, and you didn't tell me to go and rest until now that the car is already far away. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"..."

Senior Yanzi blushed, turned her head away, and remained silent.

To be fair, she did want Natsuki Amamiya to stay and keep her company.

As a "father", there's no reason for him to abandon his daughter and mother and go to a hotel to rest alone, right?

The elementary school student looked up, hugged one of Amamiya Natsuki's fingers, and said in a spoiled tone:

"Dad, don't bully Mom."

“I wouldn’t dare to bully her,” Natsuki Amamiya complained. “Don’t let Mom’s harmless appearance fool you; she’s incredibly fierce when she’s home and behind closed doors, and she often abuses me.”

"I didn't commit domestic violence!"

Senior Yanzi glared at her, blushing and angry, and couldn't help but shout, "Don't say weird things to Xiaokui!"

Hot summer.

The temperature at noon was already close to forty degrees Celsius, and after standing for only a short while, the three of them were covered in sweat.

The best way is naturally to enter the Ghost Story Hotel.

But people have developed a psychological aversion to the haunted hotel and would rather be exposed to the scorching sun than go inside.

"Senior, you watch over Aoi," said Natsuki Amamiya. "I'm going to buy a few cold drinks."

"Okay." Senior Sister Yanzi took her adopted daughter's little hand. "Junior, go ahead."

Amamiya Natsuki nodded, went to the convenience store, and took out the phone that she had asked the staff to keep before entering the hotel.

Booting up successfully.

Many messages quickly popped up on my phone.

Most of the news came from his younger sister, Fujiwara Moeha.

"Senior, my sister didn't come home tonight. She didn't reply to my messages. She said she went on a secret mission. Is she with you, senior?"

"Senior, senior, please take good care of your older sister."