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

After the woman finished speaking, she took out a stack of banknotes from her bag and said in a languid voice, "I am very satisfied with today's meal. Consider the rest of the money as a tip for you."

"Making customers happy is a chef's duty."

Natsuki Amamiya bowed slightly and accepted the banknotes with both hands.

He would naturally not refuse tips if others were willing to give them.

I never expected the woman in the kimono to be a wealthy woman.

Even after deducting the cost of the food at the store, the remaining tip amounted to tens of thousands of yen.

Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help but recall the job posting she had just seen at the entrance. The hourly wage for ordinary waiters was only 700 yen. After all, it was a sparsely populated and desolate town, so the low hourly wage was normal.

Now, I can earn tens of thousands of yen in tips just by making a single culinary disaster...

Amamiya Natsuki suddenly understood why everyone loved rich women.

It smells so good!

"Money is so strange..."

Lord Zhu looked over curiously and muttered to himself.

The banknotes were quite old, as if they were old banknotes from the last century, no longer in circulation. She only vaguely remembered seeing them when she was a child.

Natsuki Amamiya glanced at the banknotes in her hand for a few seconds, her expression unchanged, then turned and walked to the counter, handing the banknotes to the shop manager.

The shopkeeper counted the money, put half into the cash box, and handed the other half to Amamiya Natsuki, saying gently:

"Mr. Toriko, your cooking skills are excellent. From now on, you will be the special chef of the restaurant."

"Thank you, store manager."

Natsuki Amamiya politely thanked her, then turned and approached the woman in the kimono who was about to leave.

"Hmm~" The woman in the kimono spoke languidly, her kimono still damp, a bead of sweat clinging to the tip of her hair. "Is there anything else, young man?"

“Today’s ingredients were rather ordinary, and I only managed to use about 70-80% of my culinary skills,” Natsuki Amamiya said with a smile. “Miss Sakurako, if you have any fresh ingredients, you can come again, and I will make you an even more delicious culinary monstrosity.”

The woman in the kimono's eyes lit up, and she said expectantly:

"It can actually taste even better?"

“Of course.” Amamiya Natsuki gave a thumbs up, boasting, “I’m a gourmet who’s just doing it for fun.”

When you're far from home and living in a foreign land, what's the most important thing?

Connections.

Connections!

It's all about connections!

As for how to build connections, the answer is simply to cater to people's preferences.

"Then it's a deal." The woman in the kimono smiled expectantly, sticking out the tip of her tongue to gently lick her lips. "I'm really looking forward to it."

"..."

To be honest, Natsuki Amamiya's favorite species are those she can communicate with.

Whether it's a vengeful spirit or a monster, as long as they can communicate, it means that the other party possesses intelligence.

Where wisdom exists, desire must also exist.

Once you have a desire, things become much easier.

For example, the woman in the kimono in front of you has a face on the back of her head. She is definitely not human. She might be a ghost, a vengeful spirit, a monster, or something else entirely.

Is it important?

It doesn't matter at all.

This woman has a very strong appetite. As long as you can get her to eat, there's nothing to be afraid of. You can even chat and laugh with her happily.

"Miss Sakura, I would like to ask you for a favor."

Natsuki Amamiya smiled and revealed her true intentions.

"Hmm~ what?"

"I got separated from my companions in town," Natsuki Amamiya said calmly. "If it's alright, could you please do me a favor, Miss Sakurako?"

The woman in the kimono frowned slightly, her smile vanished, and she said calmly:

"You should know that I can't help you."

“I understand.” Natsuki Amamiya nodded. Filming ghost stories is the main storyline of the game, so it’s impossible to have women in kimonos fight against the game rules. Or rather, they’re just dark cuisine, not hypnotic cuisine, so they can’t make the ghost story ladies fight. “You just need to tell me where they are, and I will go find them myself.”

The woman in the kimono nodded in agreement: "That's no problem."

I can't help fight other ghost stories, but I can provide some information without any problem.

Natsuki Amamiya continued:

"If Miss Sakura has any other friends, you can bring them over to enjoy the meal together."

The woman in the kimono crossed her arms, her tone turning cold:

"I do not have friends."

Amamiya Natsuki smiled and said, "That would be even better."

"Ok?"

The woman in the kimono looked over in surprise, and Lord Zhu Zhu also looked puzzled.

That would be even better... What does that mean?

No friends, all alone, where would that be alright?

“You can promote my status as a specially hired chef.” Amamiya Natsuki pointed to the dark chef's badge on her collar and said calmly, “For every customer you bring in, you’ll get an extra commission, and of course, the manager’s share too… Manager, what do you think?”

The shop manager, who was grilling teppanyaki, slowly replied, "I think it's a good idea."

Master Zhu Zhu: "..."

Watching Amamiya Natsuki discuss the commission with the woman in the kimono, Lady Zhu Zhu felt a little confused.

Where's the horror game I was promised?

Why does it feel like a simulation management game?

Looking down at the top of Amamiya Natsuki's head, Zhu Zhu vaguely saw a few words: Despicable outsider!

"Then, happy working together."

The woman in the kimono waved and smiled as she left the restaurant.

Amamiya Natsuki let out a soft breath, looked at Lady Zhu Zhu beside her, and gave the order:

"Don't just stand there, clean the table."

Master Zhu Zhu: "..."

There was nothing Zhu Zhu could do but puff out her cheeks and obediently clean the dining table.

When Zhu Zhu's gaze fell on the chair where Miss Sakura had been sitting, she was startled.

Wow, so much water!

The entire chair was soaked.

Lady Zhu blushed, pursed her pink lips, picked up a cleaning towel, and began to wipe the water stains on the chair. Suddenly, an impulse arose in her mind.

Just how delicious was that dish that made me so sweaty?

What would happen if I ate it myself?

Imagine for a moment, and Zhu Zhu's face quickly became hot, and she involuntarily and quietly pressed her legs together.

Do not eat!

Absolutely inedible!

at the same time.

Natsuki Amamiya walked up to the fish tank again.

Chapter 251 Koi Girl Chika Fujiwara

Bo bo bo bo.

Seeing Natsuki Amamiya approach, the koi in the fish tank became excited, circling around anxiously while bubbling away.

"Manager, I'm hungry, can I order something to eat?"

Amamiya Natsuki's gaze swept past the koi and landed on the old shopkeeper.

The shop manager nodded: "Of course."

“That koi looks really cute, it must taste delicious,” Natsuki Amamiya said with a smile. “I’ll choose it.”

"..."

As if struck by some great blow, the koi in the fish tank stopped swimming and sank to the bottom in despair.

The shopkeeper looked up, glanced at Natsuki Amamiya, and said in his still gentle voice:

"Three thousand two hundred yen. If you want it, you'll have to buy it first."

"Thank you, store manager."

While thanking him, Amamiya Natsuki took out the tip she had just received to pay the bill.

Indeed, whether in the human world or the world of ghost stories, you can't get anywhere without money.

Fortunately, the terrible cooking just now made Miss Sakura extremely satisfied. When a rich woman is happy, she instantly makes a fortune; otherwise, she would have to work hard and save money slowly.

As for outright robbery using force...

Seeing the 'Danger' warning appear before her, Amamiya Natsuki decisively gave up the idea.

Why resort to violence when money can solve the problem?

There's absolutely no need for that.