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

Of course I won't leave. Since I'm already here, I should at least have a meal first.

Natsuki Amamiya carried the ingredients into the kitchen and began preparing lunch.

"Now that you don't need to be a maid at the Shinomiya household anymore, why don't you come with me to participate in the Extreme Challenge?"

While washing the ingredients, Amamiya Natsuki asked.

"I don't want to run around." Hayasaka Ai didn't let him do all the work alone, but came over to help. "I finally have some free time, and now I just want to be alone and quiet for a while."

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"Kaguya has been home these past few days, and she seems to have a terrible headache, did you know that?"

“I know much better than the president.” Hayasaka Ai picked up a potato, preparing to peel it. “The young lady’s three older brothers are all trying to get her support now. Strangers who used to barely speak a few words to each other are suddenly becoming incredibly enthusiastic, and they happen to be her blood brothers. The young lady must be having a real headache right now…”

Snapped.

A potato rolled onto the ground.

Hayasaka Ai leaned against the stove with one hand while bending down to pick it up. Although it was just a simple action, it perfectly showcased the girl's youth and beauty.

Hayasaka probably hadn't left the house today, as she was only wearing pajamas. As she bent over, Amamiya Natsuki suddenly felt no longer hungry.

To be precise, he doesn't want to eat; he wants to eat people.

Amamiya Natsuki took a deep breath and silently recited in her mind:

One must overcome oneself and not become a slave to desires...

"Perverted student council president, what are you doing?!"

Hayasaka Ai's shy voice rang in my ears.

"Ok?"

Amamiya Natsuki looked down in confusion and realized that she had somehow appeared behind Hayasaka and had reached out her hands to grasp the spy maid's slender, white waist.

Strange, what just happened?

Why do I have absolutely no recollection of it?

"Wait, wait a minute, this is the kitchen!"

Hayasaka Ai's voice was filled with embarrassment and annoyance.

Immediately afterwards, Natsuki Amamiya heard her own voice:

"The kitchen is more enjoyable."

"Pooh!"

After struggling for a while, Natsuki Amamiya finally chose to give up.

People should indeed follow their own hearts.

That's right.

We must be slaves to our desires!

Hayasaka Ai's voice started to panic: "Wait, wait, the apartment's soundproofing isn't good..."

"Then why did you bite the towel?"

"Get out of here!"

"..."

An hour later, lunch was still not ready.

To be precise, the potato skins hadn't even been peeled yet.

"Huh...huh..."

Hayasaka Ai's pretty face was flushed, she was panting heavily, she almost bit the towel to pieces, she had no strength left in her body, she could only glare at him with shame and anger, trying to make Amamiya Natsuki commit seppuku.

"I forgot to ask something earlier..." Amamiya Natsuki picked up the cup, took a sip herself, and then held the cup to Hayasaka's lips to give Ai some water. "What exactly is going on with that cage?"

Tons tons tons~

Hayasaka Ai was extremely thirsty and desperately needed to replenish her fluids. Ignoring the fact that Amamiya Natsuki had already drunk from it, she tilted her head back and gulped down half a glass of water in one go, then said:

"Of course, it's a cage prepared for the perverted president."

Amamiya Natsuki poured another glass of water:

"I don't think you're telling the truth."

Hayasaka Ai: "The truth is, it's a cage prepared for the president."

Amamiya Natsuki's expression turned serious, she entered role-playing mode, and sneered:

"You won't tell the truth, huh? Looks like we'll have to resort to torture to extract a confession."

"Ok?"

Hayasaka Ai was startled, then her expression changed slightly, and she couldn't help but shout:

"You actually dare to bully people?!"

Amamiya Natsuki said seriously:

"I was just using torture to extract a confession."

Hayasaka Ai couldn't help but panic:

"Wait, I'll tell you..."

“I won’t listen,” said Natsuki Amamiya. “Only through torture can we get the real answer.”

"..."

after an hour.

The torture and forced confession have ended.

Under torture, Hayasaka Ai tearfully and intermittently revealed the truth: the iron cage was not something she bought specifically, but rather something left behind by the previous tenant.

The landlord originally intended to throw away the iron cage, but Hayasaka Ai took a liking to it at first sight. She felt that the iron cage was spacious enough and wouldn't take up much space on the balcony. She thought it might even come in handy, such as locking someone inside, so she kept it.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Amamiya Natsuki picked up her water glass to drink some water. "You only told me after I tortured you."

"Bah~"

Hayasaka Ai couldn't help but spit out a curse, but her voice was already slightly hoarse, and she had no strength left, not even wanting to say anything more.

"I'll go prepare lunch."

Natsuki Amamiya tidied up the room briefly, fed Hayasaka a glass of water, and then turned and went into the kitchen.

The potatoes, which had been neglected for more than two hours, were finally ready to be cooked again.

After Amamiya Natsuki prepared lunch, Hayasaka, having barely regained his strength, came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

"Perfect timing." Natsuki Amamiya placed the dishes on the table and looked at Michi Hayasaka. "Come and eat."

Hayasaka Ai lazily dried her hair with a towel and said:

"I don't want to eat, I have no appetite."

"No appetite, huh?" Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow. "Do you still want me to torture you into giving you a confession?"

"..."

Hayasaka Ai gritted her teeth, her pretty face flushed, and sat down beside her.

They actually tried to use torture to extract a confession! Even a donkey in the production team needs a rest!

With no other option, Hayasaka Ai could only swallow her anger and pick up her chopsticks to eat.

The two had finished lunch, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Perverted president, you can leave now." Hayasaka Ai crossed her arms and decisively gave him the order to leave.

Amamiya Natsuki picked up her cup and took a sip of water: "It's so hot outside. If we go out now, we'll get heatstroke, won't we?"

Hayasaka Ai gave a light snort and said:

"Serves him right for getting heatstroke."

"Huh? What did Ai just say?" Amamiya Natsuki raised her hand to her ear. "I didn't hear clearly. It sounded like another round of torture?"

"That's enough!" Hayasaka Ai blushed and couldn't help but shout, "Stop it already!"

"I heard you right." Amamiya Natsuki reached out and grabbed Hayasaka. "You still want to use torture to extract a confession."

"Bah~"

Hayasaka Ai spat and quickly dodged away.

Can't be caught.

There were only two people in the house. If they were caught, they might be subjected to torture and forced confession if they dawdled. It was necessary to keep a distance!

Seeing Hayasaka dodge, Amamiya Natsuki didn't mind and gave the order:

"Go and bring me the watermelon and feed it to me."

"What did you say?"

Hayasaka Aida raised an eyebrow.

Not only did they refuse to leave, but they also started giving orders to me?

"I want to eat watermelon." Amamiya Natsuki retorted, looking at Hayasaka, "Ai doesn't want to be tortured again, does she?"

Hayasaka Ai: "...Humiliation!"

The spy maid gritted her teeth, got up and went into the kitchen. Reluctantly, she brought out a watermelon, poked it with a bamboo skewer, and began to feed it.

"It tastes much better than usual," Natsuki Amamiya commented with a smile.

Hayasaka Ai gave her a disdainful look: "Don't talk while you're eating."

"What?" Natsuki Amamiya turned to Hayasaka. "You're going to use torture to extract a confession again?"

"..."

Seeing Hayasaka remain silent and swallow her anger, Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help but smile.