Because that's just how it is.

"Is Chika with you?" Hayasaka Ai quickly realized, "Where are the others?"

The fact that the ghost story loli could be made to obey clearly indicates the use of a combination of techniques to combat organized crime.

Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka Ai and said:

Do you want the truth or a lie?

Hayasaka Ai said speechlessly:

"Of course it's the truth."

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"To be honest, everyone has already gathered, and we just had barbecue and cuisine together at the restaurant. You're the only one left."

Hayasaka Ai: “…”

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!

It's so unlucky that I'm the only one left alone until now.

Next, Natsuki Amamiya briefly explained what happened outside the alternate dimension.

Hayasaka Ai was slightly dazed after hearing this.

"So many things have happened..."

He promised to protect the young lady, but when Kaguya was in the most danger, he wasn't there and could only wait for someone else to rescue her. He was derelict in his duty, seriously derelict in his duty!

As Amamiya Natsuki spoke, she took out her notebook and began a 'written conversation'.

"The Flower Guardian has been found."

Hayasaka Ai curiously leaned closer, rested her head on Amamiya Natsuki's shoulder, looked at the notebook, and whispered:

"what is this?"

"One of the players we encountered in the dungeon has the ability to communicate remotely," Natsuki Amamiya explained the skill's effect.

Words soon appeared out of thin air on the notebook.

"Is Hanamori-chan alright?"

"Something happened."

Amamiya Natsuki turned her head to look at the spy maid leaning on her shoulder. Her face was pale and her forehead was covered in cold sweat, clearly indicating that she was not in good health: "Are you injured?"

“You’re not hurt.” Hayasaka Ai shook her head, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her pretty face pale. “The vengeful spirits in this space are strange. Once they discover you, even without any physical contact, your body will inexplicably start to hurt… That’s why I just pulled you away.”

"No wonder you look unwell." Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka. "Have you been enduring pain?"

"Ah."

Amamiya Natsuki held out her hand and said, "Give me your hand."

"..."

Although she didn't know what Amamiya Natsuki was planning, the spy maid obediently extended her hand.

Amamiya Natsuki grasped Hayasaka's right hand and said:

"I've encountered what you described before. There was a boy in the classroom who kept wiping the desks. It must have been some kind of curse that transferred his pain... Indeed, curses can be 'copied and pasted'."

Chapter 288 Senior, I'm Going to Win You Over

Copy and paste... The correct name is actually Touch of Fate.

In addition to copying other people's skills, you can also steal their basic attributes.

However, during previous tests, it was discovered that stealing attributes would put everyone in a weakened state, and the temporary attributes could not be saved for future use. Without any special attribute bonuses, it could only be considered a normal physical attack and could not exorcise spirits, so Amamiya Natsuki rarely used it.

At this moment, Natsuki Amamiya is using the ability to 'steal'.

Select the Curse of Pain, confirm the theft.

next second.

Natsuki Amamiya then felt a continuous stream of pain coming from her.

"Tsk, I miscalculated."

Amamiya Natsuki frowned slightly.

I thought it would be like a temporary skill that could be saved temporarily, but I didn't expect that negative status effects would take effect immediately after being stolen.

In other words, Natsuki Amamiya is taking the place of the spy maid and enduring the pain.

However, having already started, giving up halfway is not in Amamiya Natsuki's nature.

Keep stealing!

"Huh? It doesn't seem to hurt as much anymore?"

Hayasaka Ai's voice is amazing.

The previously unbearable pain was rapidly diminishing.

"Did the senior steal those negative curses?"

The spy maid looked over with sparkling eyes.

Amamiya Natsuki took a deep breath and said:

"I finally believe one thing now."

"what's up?"

"You girls are indeed more resilient to pain than boys."

"..."

The pain extracted from the spy maid was quite astonishing; even Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help but frown.

"Thank you for your hard work, senior."

Hayasaka Ai leaned closer, took out a tissue, and wiped the sweat from Amamiya Natsuki's forehead. Her voice was soft and gentle, not the kind of feigned gentleness: "How about we stop?"

You're saying you'll stop, but you should at least let go of my hand!

Holding on so tightly, it's obvious they still want more!

"If I stop now after doing too much, wouldn't all the suffering I just endured be for nothing?"

Amamiya Natsuki gripped the spy maid's right hand tightly.

Hayasaka Ai whispered:

"Then can you pass the curse on to me later, senior?"

"Passing it around like that just doesn't feel hygienic."

“When I was studying, I learned the word ‘empathy’ and it always felt fake. It was just a deceptive adjective. No one in the world can truly empathize.”

The spy maid pursed her pink lips and continued:

"Just like those patients who have cancer and can only live a painful life in the hospital, there are always people on the Internet who say that if it were me, I would definitely not lie in the hospital, but would take advantage of the time I still have to travel around and fulfill my unfinished wishes."

"People who say these things have no idea how much pain those patients are enduring every day. When it hurts to breathe, how can you possibly have the mood to travel? That's when I realized that people can't truly empathize with each other."

"But it's different now."

As Hayasaka Ai spoke, her fingers moved gently, slipping between Amamiya Natsuki's fingers to intertwine them. She raised their clasped hands, tilted her head at an adorable angle, and said in a sweet and languid voice, "Senpai~ If there are truly people in the world who can empathize, it's us, isn't it?"

As the pain subsided rapidly, the spy maid's mood soared, a pleased smile spreading across her lips as she resumed her conquest.

Amamiya Natsuki squinted and said, "I regret it."

"Regret will backfire~ Senior is a boy, you should finish what you start."

The sweet citrus scent wafted into my nose, and the girl's soft breath brushed against my ear. I used every trick in the book to win her over.

"Senior, I've made up my mind."

"Ok?"

"I want to repay my senior." Hayasaka Ai said seriously, "You risked your life to save me, so I'll do anything you ask."

Amamiya Natsuki glanced over: "You can do anything?"

The spy maid tilted her chin up: "That's right."

Amamiya Natsuki pondered, "Then let's do a math problem, like the last question on this year's college entrance exam..."

"I'm sorry, I can't do it." The spy maid puffed out her pink cheeks and poked Amamiya Natsuki's waist with a finger. "Senpai is an idiot. Don't make requests that are beyond human capabilities. If you force me, I can only write half of it."

"Which half?"

"One word: 'to explain'."

"..."

The spy maid tilted her head at an adorable angle, closed one eye, and urged:

"Senior, senior, senior~ You may request a different one."

"Um……"

Amamiya Natsuki's gaze shifted slightly downwards, landing on the girl's pink, moist lips.

"Eh eh eh?"

The next second, the spy maid raised her right hand, partially covering her pink lips, her eyes, which were wearing colored contact lenses, widened rapidly, and her body leaned back slightly.

"Senior, you wouldn't happen to want me to kiss you, would you?"

"I'm sorry, not at the moment."

"To actually want a girl to do that kind of thing? Senior is too frivolous, I can't accept it!"

"..."

Natsuki Amamiya looked over silently, without saying a word.

"I hope you're not angry, senior?" The girl's voice became nervous. She timidly raised her eyes and said pitifully in a low voice, "Well, it's not that it's definitely not allowed... As long as you agree to go out with me, I... I'll kiss you."

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