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

“I prefer to call the skill ‘Touch of Fate’ ‘Copy and Paste’,” Natsuki Amamiya explained. “Simply put, it’s like copying your skills and pasting someone else’s skills on them.”

"Komi-kun, that evil spirit banishing item is super useful," Fujiwara Chika chimed in. "After you finish the game, have Natsuki give you one. If there are evil spirits in your house, it can clean the room spotless."

Hey, how did it turn into a housework skill when you put it that way?

Kaguya Shinomiya glanced at the girl with long, straight black hair and asked curiously:

What skills does Komi-kun have?

"It's a paper drawing."

Before Natsuki Amamiya could even speak, the Secretary began chattering away, introducing the skills.

After listening, Kaguya Shinomiya instantly understood the strategic significance of this skill.

"...It really should be copied over."

Take the present moment for example. If they could have communicated with each other using their laptops the moment they entered the game, they would have called Natsuki Amamiya for help long ago, instead of abandoning Umimu and having to slink away alone to look for her.

"..."

After understanding the reason, Komi silently agreed.

After all, she was a girl who dared to reprimand Natsuki Amamiya. If she weren't kind-hearted, she would never have stood up for him.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

After copying and pasting, Amamiya Natsuki released Kaguya and Chika, and looked at Komi-kun, saying:

"Give me your hand."

"..."

Komi's body trembled slightly, and he shakily extended his right hand.

What are you shaking for?!

She's a high school girl, after all. It's just holding hands. Even Kaguya-sama knows that she won't get pregnant!

Amamiya Natsuki grabbed Komi's hand tightly.

and many more.

Why is it a little damp?

Komi trembled, hurriedly lowered her head, her pretty face instantly turning red to her ears, and even steam rose from the top of her head.

Amamiya Natsuki's fingers twitched silently, tracing across the palm of the girl with long, straight black hair.

"Well--!!"

Komi suddenly opened her eyes wide, looked up in a panic, and stared at Amamiya Natsuki.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Fujiwara Chika asked curiously.

Komi quickly shook his head, indicating that he was alright.

"I'm sorry." Amamiya Natsuki gave her an apologetic look. "I acted impulsively just now."

Your palms are completely sweaty! How nervous are you to have sweaty palms?

"Don't stop, keep going," Natsuki Amamiya commanded.

"..."

Komi obediently followed instructions, keeping her head down as Amamiya Natsuki led her forward.

Amamiya Natsuki always felt that he could just take the long-haired black girl away and sell her without saying a word.

After a while.

The group arrived in front of a building.

"We've arrived at the hotel."

Kaguya Shinomiya stopped in her tracks.

"The copy was successful." Amamiya Natsuki released Komi-kun.

The girl with long, straight black hair seemed startled and quickly covered her chest with her hands. Then, as if she felt that her hands were too hot, she hurriedly put them down. In short, she was completely at a loss.

Amamiya Natsuki looked at the pink-haired girl beside him and said:

"Zhu Zhu, you and Komi wait for us outside."

"Eh?"

Lady Zhu was taken aback and couldn't help but look up at him. "Aren't we going in?"

“You guys have things to do outside too.” Amamiya Natsuki took the ghost story videotape from Chika’s hand, which was still not handed over. “Just to be on the safe side, the task of manipulating the narrator is entrusted to you.”

Komi, who is so sparing with words that he refuses to utter a single one, can only be the one who gets bullied.

"……I see."

Lord Zhu took the videotape, nodded seriously, and indicated that he accepted the task.

"Please." Natsuki Amamiya turned her gaze to Kaguya. "Let's go inside."

"Ah."

Kaguya Shinomiya nodded slightly. "Just push the door open and go in."

On the way here, she had already recounted all the intelligence she had gathered.

Natsuki Amamiya looked at the hotel across the street and started walking towards it.

The night is dark.

A faint candlelight shone from inside the hotel.

What appears warm and inviting in the darkness is actually a trap that lures people into walking into it.

It is necessary to eradicate these criminal gangs completely!

Chapter 264 Opening the Door, Sweeping Away Organized Crime

"Phew... Infiltration successful!"

Fujiwara Chika took a deep breath and cautiously looked around.

“We are law enforcement officers, what do you mean by infiltrating?” Amamiya Natsuki said seriously, “We came in openly and honestly to carry out a business inspection.”

Looking around, the hotel looked quite dilapidated.

A tattered white lantern hangs at the entrance, its writing blurred and illegible, yet a faint light still stubbornly flickers inside, illuminating the building's outline.

The floor was covered in dust, and a piece of the wall had peeled off and fallen to the ground, untouched by anyone.

Amamiya Natsuki looked back.

The door had been closed at some point. I reached out and pushed it, but it seemed as if some unknown force had imprisoned it, and I couldn't budge it at all.

"welcome……"

A deep, husky voice came from behind the counter.

Natsuki Amamiya held up her flashlight and shone it behind the counter, where an elderly woman with gray hair, wearing a yukata, was sitting.

A cute little girl wearing a yukata and with her hair in a bun, who is young enough to take on the responsibility of running her family's inn.

This is a small town with a severely aging population; you can hardly find any cute little girls.

"All they say is 'Welcome,'" Kaguya Shinomiya whispered. "The staff and guests at the inn are all like that."

Amamiya Natsuki took two steps forward and came to the counter. When she shone her flashlight, she discovered that the old woman only had black eye sockets left. She was a genuine, standard vengeful spirit.

“Grandma,” Natsuki Amamiya pointed at the secretary and said seriously, “this is Inspector Fujiwara. We suspect that there are yakuza members in your hotel. Please cooperate with our inspection.”

“That’s right.” Fujiwara Chika crossed her arms. “Please cooperate with our law enforcement.”

The old lady sat in the chair, seemingly not hearing a word the two were saying.

"welcome……"

Fujiwara Chika then said:

“We are from the Industry and Commerce Enforcement Bureau. The hotel’s hygiene conditions are not up to standard, and it needs to be temporarily closed for rectification.”

"welcome……"

"Grandma, how old are you this year?"

The secretary stretched out his hand and waved carefully in front of the old lady.

"welcome……"

The old lady still didn't react.

Kaguya Shinomiya said from the side:

"The people in the hotel are like that; even if you touch their bodies, they won't attack you."

"How strange." Fujiwara Chika tilted her head. "Could the strange things in the hotel be like a broken record?"

"For example, the neighbor lady we encountered before subtly influenced other people's memories, eventually turning everyone into robots who could only repeat themselves."

Amamiya Natsuki suddenly spoke up:

We need to stay at a hotel.

The old lady, who had been sitting in the chair, suddenly raised her head and then stood up shakily: "...Two thousand for the whole night."

This hotel has such poor hygiene, yet it still wants a 2,000 yen overnight fee? You're robbing me!

"Eh eh eh?"

Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened in surprise. "What's going on? Why aren't they saying 'Welcome' anymore?"

“It’s obvious,” Natsuki Amamiya said, looking at the secretary. “This old lady isn’t a broken record.”

Kaguya Shinomiya crossed her arms over her chest, pursed her beautiful lips, and said with a slight gleam in her eyes:

"This didn't happen during previous reboots... Was it what you just said?"