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

"almost."

After helping apply the medicine, Amamiya Natsuki casually held Lady Zhu Zhu's delicate foot and let out a soft "Eh."

"what are you doing?"

Lord Zhu Zhu trembled slightly and struggled nervously.

"Don't move." Natsuki Amamiya said seriously, "I've made an unexpected discovery."

"what?"

“Feet can also meet the conditions for the sticky skill.” Amamiya Natsuki pondered. “That’s right. The skill description only says that physical contact is required, but it does not specify that holding hands is necessary. Holding feet also counts as physical contact.”

"You...you stop talking." Lord Zhu's voice trembled slightly. "Let me go."

"Let's just use our feet?"

"No, no, it feels so strange to use my feet."

"Didn't Zhu Zhu wash her feet when she took a bath?"

"Of course it was washed!"

“Then there’s no problem,” Natsuki Amamiya said. “The evil spirits have already started to be re-attached, so don’t move around.”

"..."

Lady Zhu bit her lower lip and turned to look at the television.

It's just a matter of using your feet, it only takes five minutes, it'll be over soon!

During the afternoon after school, many TV stations broadcast children's anime. Right now, a magical girl anime is playing on TV.

Lady Zhu was thoroughly enjoying it, after all, she was a fan of magical girls.

Amamiya Natsuki wasn't interested; her attention quickly fell on Lady Zhu's tiny feet.

The little feet are delicate and cute, easily held in one hand. They are snow-white with a touch of pink, and the pink toes are slender and cute, neatly arranged. Occasionally, they will twitch slightly, which looks strangely appetizing and makes people want to take a bite.

For some reason, Lady Zhu's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the blush on her face grew thicker.

A moment later.

Lord Zhu Zhu finally couldn't hold back any longer and turned around to glare at them with shame and anger:

"You'd better stop this now!"

"what happened?"

Amamiya Natsuki looked innocent, but her hands didn't stop moving; she gently tickled the sole of Zhu Zhu's foot.

"Well……"

A trembling groan escaped.

Lady Zhu quickly raised her hand and covered her pink lips with the back of her hand: "Sigh!!"

"..."

A few minutes later.

Skill pasting complete.

"All right."

Amamiya Natsuki regretfully let go of her hand.

Lord Zhu quickly knelt up, hid her feet under her body, and hid in the corner of the sofa, hugging a cushion in her arms. She opened her eyes wide and glared at him, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment.

What would you like to drink?

Amamiya Natsuki stood up.

Lord Zhu Zhu snorted: "I won't drink."

"Then I'll take the hawthorn juice?"

"...I want strawberry juice."

"..."

Natsuki Amamiya opened the refrigerator, took out a drink, unscrewed the cap, handed it to Zhu Zhu, and then said:

"Are your clothes in the bathroom?"

"Hmm..." Lord Zhu Zhu took a sip of her drink, her eyes curving into crescents as she responded with a soft, nasal voice. Suddenly realizing what she was doing, she asked warily, "What are you doing?"

Amamiya Natsuki said matter-of-factly:

"I'll do your laundry."

Zhu Zhu blinked and subconsciously said, "Dad has never helped Mom wash clothes at home... You don't need to wash them, I'll wash them myself."

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"You just rest quietly, I'll go put the clothes in the washing machine."

"I'll go myself." Lord Zhu Zhu hurriedly got up, but her legs were so weak that she almost lost her balance. "Don't touch it."

Amamiya Natsuki assured:

"Don't worry, I wouldn't go so far as to lay a hand on a primary school student's underwear."

"Xinei!"

"..."

Zhu Zhu-sama ultimately didn't go over by herself. Seeing Amamiya Natsuki walk into the bathroom, she sat back down on the sofa and hugged a cushion.

I've already seen it, and more than once, so asking him to help with the laundry... doesn't seem like a big deal.

Zhu Zhu blushed, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grasped her little foot, then secretly pinched it.

strangeness.

It felt completely different from before.

Why does it feel so...good when boys massage your feet?

Lady Zhu pursed her pink lips, recalling the tingling, blushing, and heart-pounding feeling she had just experienced, and couldn't help but pinch them again.

“Zhu Zhu…”

Natsuki Amamiya pushed open the bathroom door and came out.

Zhu Zhu quickly sat up straight, her face flushed, and said, "Just now... my feet were a little itchy!"

“No need to explain,” Natsuki Amamiya said meaningfully. “Whatever you say it is.”

Lady Zhu was both embarrassed and angry: "That's exactly right!"

“I came here to tell you something. It’s still raining outside, and everything is wet. Even if you wash the clothes, they definitely won’t dry.” Amamiya Natsuki paused and suggested, “So, I’m going to go to a laundromat to dry the clothes.”

Lord Zhu hesitated for a moment, then whispered:

"I can go by myself."

Laundry shops can be found on every street corner in Japan. They are cheap and convenient, and their drying function is excellent, especially during the rainy season when clothes often take several days to dry at home.

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"You're only wearing a shirt, what if you catch a cold?"

"I'm not that fragile," Lord Zhu Zhu retorted softly.

"That won't do either." Amamiya Natsuki's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Zhu Zhu-sama's red shorts. "If I remember correctly, you're not wearing panties yet."

Zhu Zhu's face quickly turned red, and she wanted to bite someone.

"Forget about it!"

"..."

"In short, you stay home and behave yourself," Natsuki Amamiya said. "I'm going to the laundromat. You stay home."

"Humph."

Lord Zhu Zhu turned her face away and chose to remain silent.

There was no other way but to go to the laundry. I couldn't go home until my clothes were dry, and I couldn't stay overnight either; it was too dangerous no matter how I looked at it.

Amamiya Natsuki took the woven bag and prepared to go out. Seeing Zhu Zhu following behind her to the door, she reached out and ruffled the girl's hair: "Wait for me to come back."

"Ah."

Watching Amamiya Natsuki leave with her umbrella, Lady Zhu let out a soft sigh, suddenly feeling a strange loneliness creep in.

Zhu Zhu quickly shook her head, putting the feeling from her mind, and returned to the sofa to continue watching TV.

I only glanced at the TV for a couple of seconds before I couldn't resist looking at the entryway.

Twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that there was still no movement from the entryway, Lady Zhu finally couldn't hold back any longer and picked up her phone to send a message:

"It's already dark, why haven't you come back yet?"

“The self-service laundromat is quite crowded,” Natsuki Amamiya replied quickly. “I just got my turn, and I still have to wait a few more minutes. Is Lady Zhu Zhu worried about me?”

"I wasn't worried about you. It's getting dark, and I'm waiting to go home."

"Let's have dinner together tonight. I'll stop by the convenience store to buy some groceries on my way."

"No, Mom will worry if I come home too late."

“I remember you said that your aunt is a working professional, so she won’t be home until at least 9 p.m. There’s still plenty of time, no rush.”

"My sister is home alone, and I'm worried about her."

"Call your sister over and have dinner together."

"Absolutely not!"

"..."

After chatting for a while, the clothes finally dried. Amamiya Natsuki packed up the clothes, went to a convenience store, and then went home.

After pushing open the door and entering the house, Master Zhu quickly came to greet me like a dog.