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

"..."

“That makes things difficult,” Natsuki Amamiya pondered. “It’s only 10 a.m. now, and the fireworks festival and food fair are in the evening… I know where to go.”

"Huh?" Fujiwara Chika asked curiously, "Where does the student council president want to go?"

Amamiya Natsuki stepped forward and said:

"Don't ask, just come with me."

"..."

The two of them weren't in a hurry, so they strolled around the old city of Kamakura at a leisurely pace.

After a while.

Amamiya Natsuki stopped and said:

"arrive."

"Huh?" Fujiwara Chika blinked, looking around curiously. "Any fun places to go nearby?"

“Of course.” Amamiya Natsuki looked at Chika and said in a subtle tone, “On a hot summer day, when you’re covered in sweat, is it more comfortable to stroll on the street or stay in your room with the air conditioning on and a Coke?”

Fujiwara Chika decisively said:

"Of course, it's more comfortable to drink cola while the air conditioner is on."

Amamiya Natsuki smiled and said:

"That's right, so let's go enjoy the air conditioning."

"..."

After walking a few more steps, as Amamiya Natsuki led her to the entrance of a love hotel, Fujiwara Chika finally realized what was happening. Her pretty face flushed red, and she said shyly:

"The chairman is talking about a place like this?!"

"You can enjoy the air conditioning, drinks are free, the prices are reasonable, and you can rest whenever you want," Natsuki Amamiya said seriously. "Don't worry, you'll just be going in to enjoy the air conditioning; I promise I won't do anything else."

"I don't believe the president at all!"

Fujiwara Chika's pretty face flushed red with embarrassment.

We agreed to go on a date.

When other people go on a date, they at least go shopping, watch a movie, eat, drink, and have fun all day. Who would come straight to a place like this?

Amamiya Natsuki took Chika's right hand and said in a serious tone:

"Qianhua is familiar with all the tourist attractions, but after thinking it over, this is the most fun place."

Fujiwara Chika puffed out her cheeks and shouted:

"You liar, guild leader! This place is no fun at all!"

"..."

Fujiwara Chika wanted to refuse.

I'm still angry, but today I actually want to bully people without considering my own feelings at all.

Excessive!

unacceptable!

But for some reason, her heart started racing involuntarily, and her breathing became slightly rapid. After Amamiya Natsuki took her hand, her body went limp and she had no strength to break free. She could only refuse verbally while blushing and lowering her head, letting Amamiya Natsuki lead her into the hotel.

“There are so many themed rooms…” Natsuki Amamiya walked up to the self-service machine and asked Chika, “Should Chika choose, or should I choose?”

Fujiwara Chika blushed and stammered:

"Don't ask my opinion on this kind of thing... No, President, let me go, I want to get out."

"Then I'll choose." Natsuki Amamiya pretended not to hear. "Train theme?"

Fujiwara Chika puffed out her cheeks and said:

"No, the tram is terrible!"

"What about a church theme?"

"Don't either."

"What about a prison theme?"

"No! Absolutely no!"

"..."

At first, Fujiwara Chika was quite embarrassed, but she wasn't as shy as Shoko. Soon, she looked up curiously at the self-service screen in front of her and began to select items:

"No weird themes whatsoever... Wait, they even have tomb themes?!"

Amamiya Natsuki shrugged and said:

"There are many unusual hobbies in this world, and it's normal for some strange themes to exist."

Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but retort:

"The tomb theme isn't just strange, it's downright perverse!"

After watching for a while, Fujiwara Chika asked curiously:

What is that mirror room?

"I don't know, this is the first time I've heard of it." Amamiya Natsuki shook her head. "Should we choose it and take a look?"

"Well……"

Fujiwara Chika hesitated upon hearing this.

"That's it." Amamiya Natsuki placed the order and paid in one smooth motion.

"The president's hands are too fast." Fujiwara Chika said softly, her pretty face flushed. "I haven't even decided yet."

Natsuki Amamiya, holding Chika's small hand, walked upstairs: "You were the one who said you were curious."

"Just out of curiosity, I didn't say I'd choose it...maybe it's weird."

"No investigation, no right to speak. Let's go in and take a look. If it's strange, we'll go to another room."

"..."

Nothing to say for a day.

At 1:30 p.m., the two finally left the hotel.

"The mirror room is absolutely terrible!" Fujiwara Chika's pretty face flushed red, and she felt a little dizzy. "I'm never choosing it again!"

Amamiya Natsuki commented:

"I think it's pretty good."

"That's the student council president," Fujiwara Chika puffed out her cheeks. "Anyway, I think it's absolutely awful!"

There's not much to say about what happened next. Because they were exhausted, Natsuki Amamiya and Chika decided to go find something to eat. After walking for a while, they happened to come across a newly opened ramen shop.

"Hey, the sign says 'Eating Contest'." Fujiwara Chika's eyes lit up. "The winner not only gets a free meal, but they can even have their name in the Hall of Fame?"

Amamiya Natsuki, holding Chika's hand, walked into the ramen shop:

"The shop manager is still too young. Let's go, Lady Qianhua will teach him a lesson."

"Mmm." Fujiwara Chika nodded in agreement, then realized, "Wait, isn't the student council president going to participate in the challenge?"

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"I'll be fine with a regular bowl of ramen."

"No way." Fujiwara Chika hugged Amamiya Natsuki's arm and said coquettishly, "We're already here, so of course we should take on the challenge together. I've encountered similar events in Tokyo before, but unfortunately, no one wanted to participate with me. Even if they reluctantly participated, they couldn't last until the end."

You definitely won't last until the end; not everyone can compete with your appetite!

Reluctantly, Natsuki Amamiya agreed and signed up for the competitive eating contest with Chika.

after an hour.

The two left without a trace, concealing their achievements and fame, leaving behind only the signatures and legends of the gluttonous couple.

After lunch, Fujiwara Chika refused to rest any longer, so the two went straight to the beach, bought swimsuits, and played on the beach for half a day.

After dark, we took a bus to Enoshima to participate in the fireworks festival and food festival.

The fireworks have faded, and the splendor has come to an end.

Amamiya Natsuki, holding Chika's hand, strolled along the beach:

"Let's rest for the night and go back tomorrow morning."

Fujiwara Chika blushed and shook her head, saying:

"No, if we don't go back, Mengye will definitely worry."

“Just send a message to Moeha and say you’re out having fun,” Amamiya Natsuki coaxed. “Besides, it’s already very late. It will take more than an hour to get back by car. By the time you get home and wash up, you won’t be able to rest until midnight. It’s too tiring.”

Fujiwara Chika: "...Staying here will only make things harder!"

Amamiya Natsuki raised her right hand and said seriously:

"I promise not to do anything."

Enraged, Fujiwara Chika raised her hand and pinched Amamiya Natsuki's waist:

"President, get out of here! I'll never believe that again!"

"..."

Before I knew it, it was 10 p.m.

It was getting late, and going back to Tokyo now would be too tiring. With no other option, Fujiwara Chika had to stay.

Silent all night.

the next day.

At 7:00 AM, Natsuki Amamiya and Chika took the Shinkansen back to Tokyo.

"Wake up, it's time to get off the bus."