"Hmph..." Madam Bachi braced herself on the dining table, stubbornly saying, "Barely... you pass."

Natsuki Amamiya continued:

"As long as my wife signs a contract with me, she can be this comfortable every day from now on."

"Every day... is that possible?"

The eight-foot-tall lady's eyes welled up with spring water, and she subconsciously licked her lips, her heart fluttering.

“Not only that…” Amamiya Natsuki lowered her voice, tempting her, “There aren’t any top-quality ingredients in the cafeteria. If you give in to me, you can experience an even more enjoyable meal than before.”

"I……"

The eight-foot-tall lady's eyes were bright, and she almost blurted out her agreement.

Some things, once experienced, can never be relived.

Compared to the culinary disaster we just had, the black tea was completely tasteless.

"I...I'll think about it some more..."

The eight-foot-tall lady took a deep breath before swallowing the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

As the behind-the-scenes owner of the park, it's incredibly shameful that I was so easily swindled by someone with just a dish!

And with other people around, it was impossible for them to agree so easily!

"See you tomorrow, Madam." Amamiya Natsuki wasn't in a hurry and waved her hand, saying, "I'll go back and rest first, and I'll come back tomorrow morning to cook for you."

"..."

Walk out of the cafeteria.

Amamiya Natsuki soon felt her little finger move.

Having confirmed the code, Natsuki Amamiya quickly spotted Yukino and Chika in a corner.

"President!"

Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but rush over, her eyes brimming with tears, and said, "Why did it take you so long to come out? I was about to run and call for everyone to come and save you."

Amamiya Natsuki gently patted Chika's head and said softly:

"Didn't I give you a reassuring gesture before?"

"I'd be worried, wouldn't I!" Fujiwara Chika said, checking Amamiya Natsuki's body with her hands. "Is the student council president injured anywhere?"

Amamiya Natsuki shook her head and said:

"No injuries."

Fujiwara Chika remarked:

“It was definitely there. Yukino and I both saw it. You were being beaten to the ground by that evil spirit boss.”

Amamiya Natsuki: "..."

Hey, what do you mean by pinning someone to the ground and beating them?

If I hadn't let him off the hook, that evil manager wouldn't have lasted three seconds!

Yukino Yukinoshita let out a soft breath and asked curiously:

What happened inside the warehouse?

Amamiya Natsuki looked at Yukino:

"It's a long story, let's talk about it as we walk..."

The three talked as they walked back to their dormitory. On the way, Natsuki Amamiya told the two girls what had happened in the warehouse.

"Huh?" Fujiwara Chika blinked. "She's Sadako's friend?"

“To be precise,” Amamiya Natsuki nodded, “to be precise, it should be an acquaintance… so we haven’t used Prime Minister Cao’s abilities yet. If Lady Hachisaku is unwilling to sign a contract, it’s not too late to use the skills then.”

"And I just became the park manager, and I completed a side mission..."

As Amamiya Natsuki spoke, she looked at Yukino, trying to assign her a deputy manager position.

"Yukino, how are you?" Natsuki Amamiya asked.

“No notice.”

Yukinoshita Yukino shook her head slightly.

“Then that’s not allowed,” Fujiwara Chika asked curiously. “Does that mean the game only recognizes positions appointed by Lady Yasha?”

“Not necessarily, there might be other conditions…” Amamiya Natsuki pondered and shook her head, glancing at the dormitory building in front of her. “We’ll verify the specifics tomorrow. Let’s go back and rest first… Don’t tell anyone about the injury.”

Fujiwara Chika looked over with concern:

"But what about the president's injuries?"

Amamiya Natsuki said softly:

"I'll handle it myself when I get back, don't worry."

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