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

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome, senior."

"..."

After a while.

Amamiya Natsuki shook her head and said:

"No, title abilities cannot be copied or pasted."

"That's good." Hayasaka Ai breathed a sigh of relief, clenching her fist and saying, "I am mortal enemies with Cao Cao. If everyone becomes a warrior of love, this world will surely be destroyed."

It's clearly humanity's original sin, so stop talking about destroying the world so easily!

"Senpai~" Hayasaka Ai leaned forward, the sweet citrus scent wafting into Amamiya Natsuki's nose, "Is this title still in effect?"

Amamiya Natsuki sighed:

"That's right. Unlike items, which you can choose whether to use or not, the only way is to get the next title as soon as possible."

Natsuki Amamiya is still unclear about the effects of the title. Since returning last night, she has only seen Mrs. Kaguya, Miko, and Hayasaka, none of whom are affected by the title.

As is customary, when acquiring a new skill, one would naturally want to test its effectiveness, but Natsuki Amamiya had no intention of testing it at the moment.

The person closest to him, and who fits the criteria for his identity, lives next door.

Auntie Yotsugu.

See the child's mother.

If I use my ability on Aunt Yotsuya, I'll definitely be killed by Miko!

"The title is really hard to get; most people in the mutual aid group don't have it." Hayasaka Ai rested her chin on her right hand. "By the way, senpai, is that bracelet still around?"

"you want?"

Natsuki Amamiya immediately saw through Hayasaka's intentions.

"I want it." The spy maid nodded hurriedly, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and put on a pitiful pleading expression. "I don't have any skills yet, and I can't help at all in the dungeon. I don't want to hold everyone back anymore."

Natsuki Amamiya took out the bracelet and handed it to the spy maid: "The notes say that a certain level of shooting skill is required to use it."

"Don't worry, senior." Hayasaka Ai closed one eye, revealing a sweet and charming smile. "Back in my hometown, the old man next door was an old hunter who taught me some simple shooting techniques. It should be fine."

This is a lie.

There is no old man from next door.

There are two specialized firearms instructors.

As a spy, it's normal for him to be familiar with some common firearms, right?

In other words, the game inventory cannot store items from the real world; otherwise, Hayasaka Ai would have already equipped herself with all sorts of weapons and items, letting those vengeful spirits know what it means to be a "Namo Gatling Bodhisattva."

Cowboys face off against others head-on, while spies, of course, shoot from behind!

"How's your skill?" Amamiya Natsuki asked with a hint of suspicion. "Don't end up taking out friendly fire with every shot."

"Please trust me, senior." Hayasaka Ai made a peace sign. "Within ten steps, I'll be fast and accurate."

"..."

Click.

The bracelet transforms instantly into a strange pink wristwatch when placed on the wrist.

"Senior, the bracelet isn't fully charged yet." Hayasaka Ai looked over expectantly. "So I'll have to trouble you again, senior."

Natsuki Amamiya looked at Hayasaka: "Your hair is so neat, I can't help you."

“It doesn’t have to be hair, there are definitely other ways.” Hayasaka Ai’s eyes shifted and landed on the dessert in front of her. “Senpai, you haven’t eaten the dessert I made yet.”

Hayasaka Ai's dessert is daifuku. Amamiya Natsuki ate one and found that it was filled with the most common red bean paste. One bite and it was sweet, soft and chewy, with a surprisingly good taste.

"delicious."

Natsuki Amamiya spoke the truth.

"I'm glad you like it, senpai." Hayasaka Ai said, leaning closer, her pink lips slightly parted, "Ah~"

"Eat it yourself."

"Food tastes better when others feed me, so my senior feeds me!"

Chapter 317 Male-Slaying Assassin

"I want to be fed by my senior!"

The spy maid clenched her hands into small fists and placed them in front of her chest. She deliberately lowered her body, raised her pretty face, and looked up at her from an irresistible angle: "Today is the first time that Hana-no-Kami has given dessert to her senior. It is an important event that she will remember for a lifetime. Therefore, senior should return the favor by feeding me something as a way of giving back."

Amamiya Natsuki looked over speechlessly: "...Aren't you ashamed?"

"Who says I can't?" Hayasaka Ai stretched out her finger and gently poked her bouncy cheek, a blush spreading across her pink skin. Her tone was resentful. "I'm already burning hot from being played with by you, Senpai."

"..."

I don't know if I'm shy or not.

But if we're talking about who has the most thick skin among all the people I know, Hayasaka is second to none.

If we consider shamelessness as a fighting ability, this Hanamori could take on at least five hundred Komi-kun!

"Just one Dafu."

Even though she knew that Hayasaka Ai was deliberately acting cute, Amamiya Natsuki still couldn't help but pick up her chopsticks.

no way.

She's so good at it.

"Ah~"

Hayasaka Ai parted her pink lips slightly, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth, her eyes sparkling: "Senpai's tone was so gentle just now, my favorability rating is about to be full."

(Oh, man.)

The spy maid, her pretty face flushed and eyes full of expectation, secretly smugly hummed to herself while her inner devil crossed his arms.

(I thought you'd refuse many times, but who knew you wouldn't do it on the third time.)

(I knew it! How could any man be unmoved by my advances, unless he's mentally unstable!)

"Well……"

Hayasaka Ai bit the daifuku, her cheeks puffing out like a little hamster, and let out a satisfied sigh, mumbling:

"When the desserts were freshly made this morning, I ate a daifuku, but it didn't taste as good as the ones I have now... Indeed, the food my seniors fed me is the best."

Hai Meng said the instant noodles she snatched were the best.

Chika said that the food in other people's bento boxes was the best.

You two are such like-minded best friends!

Amamiya Natsuki's gaze suddenly shifted, looking at Hayasaka Ai's right wrist.

"Senior, what's wrong?"

Hayasaka Ai lowered her head, looked at her right hand, and quickly opened her eyes wide.

"Hey, why isn't the charging slot increasing?"

Hayasaka Ai's mind raced, and she quickly came up with a possibility.

I was so focused on scheming and feeling smug that I didn't feel any attraction at all!

"Senior, you weren't being sincere just now, were you?"

Hayasaka Ai decides to take the initiative and strike first.

Amamiya Natsuki was taken aback: "What?"

"Girls are super sensitive creatures; they can sense a boy's feelings," the spy maid said confidently. "The way you looked at me just now clearly didn't have the same bright light as that night, which is why I wasn't moved."

"That's right, that must be it."

Amamiya Natsuki squinted: "I feel like you're calling a deer a horse and turning black into white."

“If there’s no evidence, then it doesn’t count.” Hayasaka Ai raised her pretty face again. “Senior, hurry up and take responsibility, and feed me another daifuku.”

Just then, Natsuki Amamiya wanted to test what exactly the "heart-fluttering value" was, so she picked up another daifuku with her chopsticks and handed it to the spy maid.

"Ah~"

Hayasaka Ai opened her mouth and gently bit the red bean daifuku.

The two looked at their watches.

The charging slots on top have not been upgraded.

"Strange..." Hayasaka Ai's eyes were filled with doubt, "How come there's no change?"

That night, in the corridor of the school of vengeful spirits, even just touching hair raised my heart level, but now I'm not feeling anything. Shouldn't the act of feeding him be more intimate?

"Senior, could you fix my hair again?"

Hayasaka Ai quickly replied.

"Ah."

Amamiya Natsuki agreed and extended her right hand to the spy maid, gently tidying the girl's hair behind her ear.

The two looked at their watches again, but unfortunately, they still hadn't received any recharge.

"Tsk~ I did the exact same thing as the night before last, so why didn't it work?"

Hayasaka Ai bit her pink lips, pondering, and suddenly a possibility came to mind.

The truth may be quite simple.

Since it's supposed to be "heart-stirring energy," then it's bound to make your heart flutter.

Did you feel tempted while eating strawberry daifuku and getting your hair done?

not at all.