“Since we’re already here, how can we not eat? I’ve already bought all the ingredients.” Kitagawa Kaimu stood up and hurried towards the kitchen, saying as she went, “Don’t worry, I’m making fried rice, it’ll be quick. In the meantime, Natsuki, give the Evil Spirit Repelling Paste to Lady Zhu Zhu.”

Upon hearing this, Natsuki Amamiya looked at the pink-haired girl and casually said:

"Should we shoo away the evil spirit?"

Lady Zhu turned her face away and answered softly, "...Yes."

Shame may be shameful, but evil spirits are the most important thing.

I want to take a bath, but I find a tentacle-covered evil spirit crouching in the bathtub, and I'm helpless. I absolutely don't want a future like that!

Amamiya Natsuki nodded: "Give me your hand."

Zhu Zhu stretched out her little hand with an expression that seemed nonchalant.

Amamiya Natsuki gently grasped it.

"Her hands are so small."

Like a primary school student who hasn't grown up, no wonder it's so smooth and clean...

The copy and paste went smoothly without any unexpected incidents. Zhu Zhu pursed her pink lips, straightened her back, and watched TV without looking to the side.

Only when Natsuki Amamiya said it was okay did she quickly pull her hand back.

"Dinner's ready!" Kitagawa Haimu poked her pretty face out from the kitchen. "Come wash your hands and eat."

This blonde bombshell wasn't lying; she was right back then.

Dinner was miso soup and some fried rice I couldn't name. It didn't look very appealing, but it tasted pretty good.

After dinner, the sky gradually darkened without us even noticing.

Amamiya Natsuki and Shushu said goodbye and left.

"Wait a minute." Kitagawa Kaimu slapped his forehead, walked over to the TV and rummaged around for a while, then quickly came up with two game discs and came to Amamiya Natsuki. "Here, the games are for you. I was feeling dizzy this morning and forgot to bring them to school."

Natsuki Amamiya looked down and saw several beautiful young ladies on the game cover, with the 18+ label standing out prominently.

It's a good thing you didn't bring it to school. If someone had accidentally found it, you would have been in deep trouble!

"Okay, I'll take it."

Natsuki Amamiya took the game.

It's so memorable that Kitagawa Kaimu couldn't forget it, so I highly recommend it; it must be a place worth visiting.

"Shizuku is so cute! Anyone who plays the game will definitely love her." Kitagawa Kaimu said confidently, right hand on her hip. "Has Lady Zhu Zhu played it?"

Zhu Zhu turned her face away: "No."

"Oh, what a pity. I wish I had known that you and Natsuki were playing together while I was cooking."

Lord Zhu glanced at the game cover and quickly said:

"I reject."

That's an 18+ game. It's one thing to play it secretly by yourself, but to play it with boys is just too embarrassing!

The two said goodbye to Kitagawa and walked down to the apartment building.

A cold wind blew.

The girl's skirt and hair fluttered together.

"Well……"

It seemed something had gotten into her eye; Zhu Zhu frowned and covered her eyes.

Seeing that the pink-haired girl was only concerned with her head and not her bottom, Natsuki Amamiya quickly reached out to help hold down her skirt.

"W-What are you doing?"

Zhu Zhu was startled.

"Someone's coming," Natsuki Amamiya warned. "Be careful not to expose yourself."

Zhu Zhu glanced at an office worker walking towards her, quickly created some distance, and whispered, "I'm already wearing it, so I won't expose myself!"

Amamiya Natsuki looked shocked: "These days, high school seniors showing their panties isn't considered wardrobe malfunction anymore?"

Zhu Zhu: "..."

Actually, Natsuki Amamiya was more curious about why the other person took it off. It seemed to be related to the charm skill. Unfortunately, Lady Zhu Zhu had no intention of explaining at all. She covered her skirt with her hands, glared at him shyly, and then ran away.

Speechless all the way.

Natsuki Amamiya returned home, put down her schoolbag, took the dog for a walk and jog, and then played "Wet Lady Academy" recommended by Kitagawa.

Putting the plot aside for now, the art style is indeed very good.

It was nine o'clock in the evening.

The spy maid sent another message.

"Natsuki-kun, I'll have to trouble you again tonight."

Amamiya Natsuki replied to the message: "The usual place?"

Haika Hayasaka: "It's the same cafe entrance as yesterday."

"..."

ten minutes later.

Natsuki Amamiya arrived at the entrance of the coffee shop.

Hayasaka Ai, disguised as a cute junior, is already eagerly awaiting her arrival.

"Good evening, senpai." Hayasaka Ai's eyes lit up, she waved happily, and ran over to Amamiya Natsuki. She opened her bag, took out Amamiya Natsuki's jacket, and tilted her pretty face up slightly. "I've already washed the jacket. Thanks to you last night, senpai."

As she spoke, she took out another lunchbox, her eyes filled with anticipation:

"This is red bean daifuku I made myself. I wonder if you would like it."

This is a lie.

Actually, I had the family cook make the red bean daifuku, and I specifically told her to make it taste a little off so as not to give herself away.

Hayasaka Ai initially wanted to do it herself, but after seeing the evil spirit in the kitchen, she lost interest.

Food tactics!

No boy can resist desserts made by a girl, right?

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No boy can resist desserts made by a girl, right?

The next step is to find an opportunity to hand-feed them.

In short, I've won this man over!

"I reject."

Natsuki Amamiya glanced at the bento box and shook her head in refusal.

One sentence completely disrupted Hayasaka Ai's subsequent plans.

They actually refused?

Hayasaka Ai looked up in surprise.

You're not normal.

It's not like I'm offering you a cup of black tea that will make your butt hurt tomorrow morning. You shouldn't refuse, right?

Tsk~

Does this man have doubts about my true identity?

Hayasaka Ai hugged the bento box to her chest with both hands, her tone suddenly turning dejected:

"Um, this is a special daifuku (a type of steamed bread) that I prepared especially for you, senior..."

“I appreciate your kindness, but you can take the daifuku home and eat it yourself.” Amamiya Natsuki sighed softly, “Seeing daifuku reminds me of the sad things that happened in the past.”

"Hey, what?"

Hayasaka Ai was taken aback, her curiosity instantly piqued.

Painful memories?

What it is?

Natsuki Amamiya looked up at the sky, where a bright silver moon cast its gentle light. Her voice was wistful as she said, "There was once a very cute girl who sat next to me in elementary school. She had a beautiful smile and loved strawberry daifuku. And then she..."

"Then what?"

Hayasaka Ai couldn't help but press for an answer.

Could this be the last gift his ex-girlfriend gave him before they broke up?

strangeness.

According to previous investigations, this man did not have an ex-girlfriend.

Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka Ai: "And then she got cavities."

Hayasaka Ai: “…”

“From that moment on, I made a decision,” Natsuki Amamiya said seriously, “I will absolutely not eat anything after brushing my teeth at night.”

Hayasaka Ai: “…”

Ugh! It's such a lame excuse—you just brushed your teeth after you ate!

Hayasaka Ai's cheeks puffed up quickly, and she couldn't help but want to stomp her feet.

This man is infuriating.

"Should I paste the skills to you today?"

Amamiya Natsuki inquired.

“Yes.” Hayasaka Ai nodded. Her primary goal in coming here was to get rid of the evil spirits. “Evil spirits often wander into the room, and I’m worried I won’t be able to resist.”

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