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

The spy maid walked out with a blank expression.

"Hanamori-chan, are you alright?"

The crowd quickly surrounded them.

"You've just entered the alley..." Senior Sister Yanzi explained the situation, then reminded her, "Check your game inventory; you specifically brought paper and pen before going in."

Upon hearing this, Hayasaka Ai opened her game inventory and took out paper and pen.

Amamiya Natsuki looked over curiously and found that there was indeed something written on the paper, but the handwriting was quite messy.

"By the time you see this sentence, I will already be..."

Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka Ai speechlessly and said:

"Already what?"

Fujiwara Chika put her right hand on her hip: "This sounds like the opening line of the Magic Mirror."

“I…don’t know.” Hayasaka Ai frowned and shook her head in confusion. “I can’t remember anything that happened inside.”

"If you can't remember, then don't think about it." Natsuki Amamiya patted the girl's head.

Read on.

There is another line of text after that.

"Fake, it's all fake!"

Chapter 389 Dungeon Cleared

There was nothing else on the paper besides those two sentences.

"Why did I write these words..." Hayasaka Ai covered her forehead, her voice confused, "I can't remember at all."

Fujiwara Chika reminded her:

"We can ask the magic mirror."

Upon asking, it turned out that the answer required several years of memory, and even the dwarves were unwilling to make the trade.

Kaguya Shinomiya pondered for a moment:

"Try someone else, and give it another try."

"I come."

Fujiwara Chika raised her right hand without hesitation.

Amamiya Natsuki nodded and said:

"Let me paste the skills for you first."

During the exploration just now, the spy maid did not use her shadow skills, but it's better to be safe than sorry, so we must be careful.

Ready.

"I'm going in first."

Kaguya Shinomiya took the notebook, waved, and strode confidently into the alley.

A few minutes later.

The Secretary has returned safely.

"Chika Sauce".

"Come out, come out."

Everyone rushed forward to greet them, explaining the situation in their own words.

Fujiwara Chika looked confused, clearly like everyone else, she didn't remember what happened in the alley.

"The notebook is here..."

Amamiya Natsuki lowered her head and watched as Chika took out a notebook from her backpack, only to find that it also had writing on it.

"Christmas carols...it smells so good...so much food..."

Amamiya Natsuki inquired:

"What kind of food?"

"I don't know." Fujiwara Chika shook her head. "My memory is hazy, I can't remember anything at all."

A random player stepped forward and said:

"Let me go in and scout ahead."

After realizing there was no immediate danger, these casual players became very active.

If you want to curry favor with someone powerful, you need to have some value first, and now is the time to prove that value.

Amamiya Natsuki nodded, naturally not stopping him, and said:

"please."

Once you enter the alley, you cannot enter it a second time for a short period of time; you need to gather more information.

Kaguya Shinomiya said from the side:

"It would be best to write down everything that happens after you enter the alley."

The random player nodded solemnly and agreed.

Next, the group entered the alley one after another, and each person was able to write something short, but unfortunately the content varied widely.

“Let’s analyze the intelligence we’ve gathered,” Kaguya Shinomiya said, pursing her pink lips. “Many people say that once you enter the alley, you’ll hear Christmas carols.”

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"I asked Elsa, and today is not Christmas, so the song may have a special meaning."

Senior Sister Yanzi raised her hand and said:

"Could it be a hypnotic song similar to that of the Little Mermaid?"

“That possibility cannot be ruled out.” Hayasaka Ai crossed her arms. “The next person to enter the alley can try plugging their ears with something.”

"..."

A few minutes later.

The random player who had plugged his ears walked out looking bewildered.

“The verification failed. It seems it wasn’t singing,” Hayasaka Ai analyzed. “The records when we first entered the alley were very clear, but the handwriting became more and more illegible as we went further in… It seems to be slowly affecting our memories. After that, everyone seemed to see many things they longed for in their hearts.”

Fujiwara Chika tilted her head and thought for a moment: "It sounds similar to the curse of the Little Mermaid. If I can ensure that my memory doesn't become fuzzy, there shouldn't be any problem."

Zian Yan frowned and said:

"It's not like a mushroom; it can't hold back even if it wants to, right?"

Amamiya Natsuki began to speak:

"I probably have a way to guarantee the memory."

As soon as he said that, everyone looked over.

Fujiwara Chika blinked, quickly guessing the answer: "Could it be..."

"Be careful, walls have ears. If you say it out loud, it might not be effective anymore."

Natsuki Amamiya patted the secretary's head, took the notebook, and strode into the alley. "Now it's my turn."

"..."

Because lighting tools could not be used, the light quickly dimmed after entering the alley.

Amamiya Natsuki remained calm and composed as she continued walking into the snow and ice that had been trampled down by the others.

A few steps later, I suddenly heard the cheerful strains of Christmas carols.

Amamiya Natsuki turned to look behind her and saw that the streets were brightly lit, Christmas trees were twinkling in the snowy night, pedestrians were bustling about, and tall reindeer pulling carriages were slowly passing by the entrance of the alley.

The Christmas carols were accompanied by cheerful laughter and the aroma of roast chicken.

There is no doubt that this is a very lively Christmas holiday.

"Who am I? Where am I... I remember now."

Natsuki Amamiya pressed her brow, feeling the memories in her mind gradually fading.

"Has the impact already begun?"

Amamiya Natsuki silently recited a phrase in her mind, and after receiving a response, continued walking deeper into the alley.

The snow crunched underfoot.

As you walk a few more steps inside, the Christmas carols quickly become ethereal.

A flickering flame pierced the darkness, dimly illuminating the alleyway.

Amamiya Natsuki walked over and saw a little girl sitting in a sheltered corner of the alley. She was about five or six years old, with blonde hair, wearing a linen robe. She was very thin and barefoot, her little feet were already blue and purple from the cold.

In the little girl's hand, a match is burning quietly.

"...Sir, would you like to buy some matches?"

A soft, timid voice rang out.

The little girl looked up, her face still hidden in the darkness, and whispered:

"With just one match lit, any wish of yours will be fulfilled."

"I……"

As soon as Amamiya Natsuki spoke, ripples appeared in the shadow beneath his feet, and then Kaguya appeared silently, wrapping her arms around Amamiya Natsuki's neck from behind.

Amamiya Natsuki suddenly tensed up and looked over warily.

"So you really forgot?"

Mrs. Kaguya chuckled and held the notebook up to Natsuki Amamiya: "Here, Natsuki, take a look for yourself."

Under the influence of unknown rules, the memories of those who enter the alley, whether players or the Ice Queen, seem to become blurred.