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

Seeing that there was no other way, he could only pick up a piece of watermelon and hold it to Amamiya Natsuki's mouth.

"The watermelon is super sweet." Natsuki Amamiya smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing that Zi had turned away in an annoyed tone, she said, "Don't talk while you're eating."

After a pause, seeing that Zi couldn't resist his curiosity and asked about what had happened at the hotel.

"So many things happened at the hotel..."

While eating the watermelon that Miko fed her, Amamiya Natsuki talked about her experiences at the hotel.

The story involves sealing away memories, creating terrifying nightmares that trap people, and surviving on a deserted island where the main body of the ghost story is located... Just recounting it briefly took half an hour.

After hearing this, Jianzi let out a soft breath and murmured:

"I feel like this world is getting more and more dangerous. Ordinary people who encounter strange tales have absolutely no chance of escaping, right?"

Amamiya Natsuki became serious and said softly:

"The Bureau of Ghost Stories operates very quickly. If you encounter a ghost story, report it immediately, and you might be able to get rescued."

Seeing the doubt in Zi's eyes, she asked, "Is it really that fast?"

Amamiya Natsuki nodded and said:

"It is indeed very fast, because in the face of ghost stories, there is true equality for all."

There are some things you have to admit, such as the difference between people, which is sometimes greater than the difference between a person and a pig.

The only difference between ordinary people and the rich is that they breathe the same air; everything else is different.

For children from ordinary families, a can of formula costs several hundred yuan. For children from wealthy families, even the water used to prepare the formula has to be imported from France, making a bottle of water more expensive than a can of formula for an ordinary family.

There was also the issue of Fukushima discharging nuclear wastewater into the Pacific Ocean. In fact, local fishermen on the island organized numerous protests, but it was like mud flowing into the sea, unable to make a ripple.

So what if the water is polluted?

So what if it's a nuclear-radiated fish?

In the end, it's always ordinary people who pay the bill, while the truly wealthy gentlemen don't need to worry about their health at all.

As long as the real interests of the wealthy and powerful are not touched, protests and demonstrations will forever remain just that – protests and demonstrations.

But in the face of ghost stories, humanity truly achieved equality for all.

Whether you are an ordinary citizen or a high-ranking official, you must kneel down when you encounter strange tales. No one is more noble than anyone else; everyone is born equal.

So the wealthy gentry panicked. Their wealth and power couldn't buy them mercy from the ghost story bureau. Under these circumstances, the ghost story bureau's development was given the green light and it expanded rapidly.

Amamiya Natsuki patted Miko's head and said seriously:

"Pay close attention. If you notice anything strange happening to Auntie or Kyosuke, don't hesitate to tell me immediately."

"I see."

Seeing Zi nod earnestly, a hint of hesitation appeared on her pretty face.

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow slightly and said:

"what happened?"

Seeing Zi hesitate, he shook his head: "It's nothing..."

Amamiya Natsuki reached out and pinched Miko's cheek: "What did you just promise?"

"Don't pinch my cheeks." Jianzi covered her cheeks and pursed her pink lips, saying, "I've been having a strange dream lately..."

"In my dream, I was walking on the deserted streets of Shibuya. Clothes were scattered on the ground, and the whole city was eerily quiet..."

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow and said:

Do you often have this dream?

Miiko nodded.

Natsuki Amamiya then asked, "How clear was the dream?"

"It's still fairly clear." Jianzi lightly bit her lip. "The dream felt very real, but after waking up, the experience in the dream gradually becomes blurry."

Amamiya Natsuki frowned and said:

"When did the dreams begin?"

Seeing that Zi looked away guiltily, he whispered:

"It's been about half a month..."

Amamiya Natsuki took a deep breath: "You haven't told me anything for half a month?"

"I'm sorry..." Miko apologized softly, "I initially thought it was just a normal dream... Aside from the fact that I dream about it often, there's nothing strange about it..."

Snapped.

Amamiya Natsuki slapped her thigh, looked at Miko, and commanded:

"Come up here yourself."

Jianzi: "..."

Chapter 751 Shoko: Mom, don't let the wolf into the house!

"Come up here yourself."

Natsuki Amamiya slapped her thigh.

"No way!" Seeing Ziqiao blush and turn to him with a shy and angry expression, she covered her chest with her hands warily. "I've had that dream so many times, and nothing ever happened... Maybe it's just a normal dream."

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow and said:

"You really think it's just an ordinary dream?"

"..."

Seeing that the child was silent.

It's really strange that I dream about another version of myself from time to time, and the experiences in the dreams are quite vivid.

It was precisely because she cared that she told Amamiya Natsuki.

"No notification..."

Amamiya Natsuki squinted as she gazed at her childhood friend.

However, after waiting for a while, no prompt appeared.

"Come here." Natsuki Amamiya beckoned to Miko.

Seeing that Zi had covered his chest with both hands, he said warily:

"I'm not going."

Natsuki Amamiya explained:

"Come here and let me pat your head. If it's related to ghost stories, the game will most likely give you a hint."

Seeing that Zi hesitated for a moment, she carefully moved to Amamiya Natsuki's side.

next second.

A girl's soft, panicked cry rang out.

Amamiya Natsuki pounced like a hungry tiger, grabbing Miko and pulling her into his arms, a sinister grin spreading across his face:

"I'm sorry, I was just lying to you."

"Bah~"

Seeing her pretty face flush red, he couldn't help but lightly spit out a curse, unwilling to meet Amamiya Natsuki's gaze:

"Let me go right now."

"Don't let it go."

"...obscene!"

"Now I'll show you what real depravity is."

"Wait, wait a minute... You can't do that..."

"..."

Despite the playful banter, and although I spent quite a while cuddling with Jianzi, the game didn't give me any notification.

Could it be that Jianzi really just had a series of ordinary dreams?

“The game hasn’t given any notification, so it seems we haven’t been entangled in any ghost stories yet,” Natsuki Amamiya said softly. “But we still need to be vigilant. Ordinary people don’t dream of consecutive dreams… If you dream of another version of yourself again, remember to tell me the details as soon as you wake up.”

Seeing her pretty face flush red, biting her lip with her pearly teeth, she said shyly:

"You... take your hand out first!"

"Ah, sorry."

When Amamiya Natsuki looked down, she realized that she was measuring Miko's conscience.

"I don't want a verbal apology!" Jianzi shouted angrily, "Go and commit seppuku right now!"

How could you so skillfully put your hand inside someone's clothes... How many times have you practiced with others?!

After Amamiya Natsuki withdrew her hand, Miko rolled away to avoid it, and then, feeling both ashamed and angry, chased Amamiya Natsuki away.

Can't come back.

The boy next door who used to be just eccentric but decent is never coming back. Now all that's left is a lewd mess with a head full of lewd nonsense.

but……

Watching Amamiya Natsuki waving from downstairs, Miko let out a soft breath, her pretty face still flushed.

But I don't dislike it.

"I am back."

Amamiya Natsuki pushed open the door and entered the room.

"Welcome back."