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

Because it was all part of my own plan.

It's like having a script written and performing according to it. You're already prepared, so your heart doesn't race, and naturally, you can't get the energy you need.

(Tsk~ If that's really the case, then it's troublesome.)

The spy maid in the girl's heart bit her finger and stomped her right foot in frustration.

(It takes heart-fluttering energy to charge... How could there be so many heart-fluttering moments in the world? Seeing a boy you like and blushing and having your heart pound like a deer is just a girl's fantasy in comics, right?)

As a maid who has received professional spy training, Hayasaka Ai always holds high the banner of 'rationality'.

Spies don't need emotions, and they certainly shouldn't be tempted by their mission targets...

"Senior?"

Hayasaka Ai snapped out of her daze and suddenly realized that Amamiya Natsuki had somehow gotten close to her.

The two sides were now only a foot apart.

The sun is shining outside.

A ray of sunlight shone through the curtains and fell directly on Natsuki Amamiya.

Because of the angle, Hayasaka Ai felt that Amamiya Natsuki had a faint hazy feeling about her at this moment. Even though she was only wearing an ordinary white shirt, she seemed to be radiating light.

The stray hairs on her forehead.

A high, straight nose.

Her lips were slightly pursed.

And the reflection of myself in my bright eyes was also faintly glowing.

A blush crept up from Hayasaka Ai's ears, as if red ink had been accidentally dripped into clear water, spreading quietly.

Bang bang bang.

The rapid beating of my heart was exceptionally clear.

The spy maid's eyelashes trembled slightly, and for the first time, a feeling of panic arose in her heart. Just as she was wondering what to do next, a soft buzzing sound suddenly attracted the attention of the two of them.

Hearing the noise, Natsuki Amamiya looked at Hayasaka's right wrist and raised an eyebrow in surprise:

"The watch's power bar is fully charged."

"Huh?" Hayasaka Ai subtly moved back a little and looked down. "It really is."

Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka Ai and said in a subtle tone:

"The charging progress is full. In other words, what you just did..."

"You were too unfair, senior!"

Hayasaka Ai interrupted, picked up a cushion from the sofa, and hugged it to her chest. "This is the first time I've been so close to a boy. I can even smell your scent."

Should I say I'm extremely sorry?

"I'll forgive you for now, considering your sincerity."

"..."

(How awful! How awful! How awful!)

The spy maid started stamping her feet inwardly again.

Although I'm reluctant to admit it, I can't deny that I did lose just now.

but it does not matter.

There is no such thing as a prince who reigns for seventy years; war is inherently a matter of victory and defeat.

The spy maid quickly shifted her attention to her watch.

After charging was complete, the 'mode switch' button on the screen finally lit up, which had been grayed out before.

Hayasaka Ai curiously reached out and tapped it lightly. Under the watchful eyes of the two, the wristwatch quickly changed its form like Iron Man's armor, transforming into a gun in just a few seconds.

It's a size larger than a regular pistol, and its overall color is pink, giving it a strong cartoonish feel—no wonder it's a weapon designed for magical girls.

"The weapon form is finally unlocked!" Hayasaka Ai's eyes lit up. She gripped the gun with both hands, closed one eye, and assumed an aiming posture. "Senpai, shall we test it out and see how it works?"

Just as Natsuki Amamiya was about to speak, the doorbell rang suddenly.

He got up and opened the door.

"It's almost eleven o'clock, time to start preparing the food..."

Jianzi appeared outside the door carrying groceries.

Yesterday at school, I saw that I had promised that as long as Amamiya Natsuki returned safely, I would take care of the lunch. Of course, I will keep my word.

"Good afternoon, Senior Sister Jianzi."

Hayasaka Ai called out with a smile.

"Hey, Hanamori-kun?"

Jian Zi was startled and recognized Hayasaka Ai.

"I haven't been here long. I was very grateful to you in the dungeon, so I made some desserts to give to you as a token of my thanks," Hayasaka Ai explained.

This spy maid is incredibly charming and manipulative in front of Natsuki Amamiya, but she instantly transforms back into a quiet and reserved girl when facing outsiders.

"Is this so..."

Miko and Hayasaka Ai weren't close; they simply nodded and greeted each other.

"Come in." Natsuki Amamiya opened the door for her. "Where's Kyosuke?"

Seeing the child, he said:

"Doing homework at home."

“I’ll go and call him over later, we can have lunch together, since Auntie isn’t home anyway.” Amamiya Natsuki walked to the refrigerator and handed Miko a can of drink. “Have something to drink first.”

Seeing that Zi was holding the drink with both hands, her gaze fixed on the table, and noticing that the magical girl's weapon was still there, she couldn't help but ask curiously:

"what is this?"

"A magical girl's gadget gun," Hayasaka Ai explained the weapon's effects. "I was just about to test it out with my senior."

"It won't be dangerous, will it?"

Seeing that Zi was somewhat worried.

"A magical girl for children, magical girls never kill with weapons." After making a sarcastic remark, Natsuki Amamiya suggested with interest, "I suddenly remembered Paul the Octopus from the Ghost Ship. Since you're here, how about we play roulette to decide who will be the test subject?"

“No, I refuse.” Jianzi shook her head decisively. “I have absolutely no desire to play that kind of game.”

“Miko and I are just girls who can’t even kill a chicken,” Hayasaka Ai added. “Shouldn’t we leave this kind of thing to you, senpai?”

"You said you see that I am so weak that I can't even kill a chicken?"

Amamiya Natsuki glanced at Miko with a subtle look in her eyes.

How could a girl who eats two bowls of rice in one meal not have any energy?

"stare--"

Seeing Ziqiao's face harden and she glare at her.

"It's alright." Amamiya Natsuki withdrew her gaze. "I'll do it."

The best way to verify the effectiveness of a prop is to experience it firsthand.

"Senior, shall I fire the gun?"

Hayasaka Ai gripped the Witch's Spear with both hands.

Amamiya Natsuki nodded: "Shoot."

"There's some danger at the chest." Hayasaka Ai lowered the muzzle of her gun. "How about we switch to the thigh?"

Hey, you meant thighs, you're aiming at the wrong spot!

After a while.

Hayasaka Ai finally fired the shot.

With a soft "biu" sound, a colorful shooting star struck Amamiya Natsuki.

Chapter 318 Senior, do you want some stockings?

The colorful meteor bullet streaked through the air, hitting Amamiya Natsuki precisely before disappearing.

Amamiya Natsuki looked down at her thighs.

The clothes weren't torn.

The skin was also completely intact.

"Senpai, senpai~" Hayasaka Ai asked curiously, "How are you feeling?"

Amamiya Natsuki rubbed the spot where she had been shot:

"To be honest, I didn't feel anything."

"Senior~"

Hayasaka Ai was about to ask again when she suddenly noticed Miko looking at her with a subtle gaze. After a quick thought, she guessed the reason.

Not good.

I accidentally used a coquettish tone when I spoke, and Miko noticed.

Today is just a brief glimpse; what if he accidentally acts coquettishly in front of the young lady someday? That would be the real trouble.

It seems I need to be more moderate in the future; if I act spoiled too often, it will become a problem if it gets into a habit...

(Tsk, it's all the man's fault.)

The spy maid's inner demon bit her finger again.

(Hurry up and obediently let me win you over, and become my servant, you bastard!)

"That's good." Hayasaka Ai covered her chest with her right hand, looking relieved, and looked at Miko. "I was just worried that if I hurt you, Miko-senpai would feel bad."