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

"That's asking too much," Natsuki Amamiya complained. "It's fine if you close your eyes, but if you turn around, the nurse will go ballistic."

Just to be on the safe side, Natsuki Amamiya didn't let go of the nurse, but instead kept her gripping her shoulders, maintaining a subduing posture.

This nurse is, after all, a vengeful spirit, and cannot be judged by ordinary standards. Who knows if she might suddenly attack and hurt someone? So we have to keep suppressing her.

After stripping off their equipment, they took out ropes to tie up the nurses and stuffed them into a cubicle. Kaguya Shinomiya and Chika Fujiwara stayed behind to guard them, while Natsuki Amamiya went to the ward with Hayasaka.

"The senior is inside."

The two quickly arrived at a hospital room, and Hayasaka Ai said in a low voice.

Guards were coming and going in the corridor, but Natsuki Amamiya and Ai Hayasaka, one a doctor and the other a nurse, were not questioned at all and easily entered the ward.

"Junior!"

Upon seeing the two enter, a young woman in a hospital gown sitting on the bed sat up in surprise, her eyes instantly brightening.

It was Senior Sister Yanzi who, instead of finding the person, got herself into trouble.

"Excuse me, senior, I'm Dr. Sato." Natsuki Amamiya pointed to the nameplate on her chest and said casually, "I don't know who you're talking about."

Zi An Yan looked over speechlessly and lowered her voice: "...You just called her 'senior sister'."

boom.

Hayasaka Ai closed the door, stepped over, pulled out some clothes from under her nurse's uniform, and whispered:

"Senior, hurry up and change your clothes."

"Eh?"

Zi'an Yan blinked, quickly understanding, "Disguise yourself as a nurse and then escape?"

Amamiya Natsuki said from the side:

"If you don't want to pretend, I can also give you a Shadow skill so you can escape like Zhu Zhu."

"...I choose to change my clothes."

After hesitating for a second, Zian Yan quickly made her choice.

The skill of transforming into a shadow is powerful, but you can't merge into the shadow while wearing clothes. After the skill ends, you won't have a single piece of clothing left. It's just too embarrassing to think about!

"I suddenly discovered a bug in One Piece," Zian Yan said softly as she took the clothes.

"what?"

"Elementalization can turn you into natural elements," Zi'an Yan retorted. "Why can clothes also be elementalized?"

It's not that it's possible, it's that it must be elementalized. If it's always without clothes, then it's not a shonen manga, it's an 18+ manga!

"Junior, turn around." Senior Yanzi clutched her chest and looked over. "I need to change my clothes."

"Don't worry, senior." Hayasaka Ai raised her hand. "I will keep a close eye on that perverted senior and make sure he doesn't peek."

Amamiya Natsuki remarked:

"What if the senior is too tempting and I can't resist peeking at her?"

"No!" Zi'an Yan blushed and scolded, "Don't peek!"

Hayasaka Ai smiled and said, "Then please donate your eyes to someone in need, senpai."

"..."

Amamiya Natsuki turned around, giving her senior some space, and casually looked around the ward in front of her.

This is a regular double ward. The senior student is outside, and there is another hospital bed inside, separated by a curtain.

Through the curtain, one could vaguely see a huddled figure.

The patient behind the curtain did not make a sound from beginning to end.

Amamiya Natsuki stepped around the curtain to observe her senior's roommate. She found the roommate sitting on the bed, hugging her knees, with her black hair hanging down, covering her face. She was wearing a hospital gown and was completely still, looking quite eerie.

For some reason, Natsuki Amamiya suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.

After staring for a few seconds, a prompt suddenly appeared in his eyes.

After careful observation, you've discovered a familiar face you've been longing for...

"Ok?"

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow in surprise.

A familiar face you've been longing for?

Who is that?

"Senior, what's wrong?"

Hearing the noise, Hayasaka Ai cautiously circled around from behind the curtain.

"It's nothing, I just feel like I've seen this girl before." Amamiya Natsuki touched the bridge of her nose and said with interest, "Doctor, lift your head up for the examination."

The message indicates there will be no error.

Since they said they were acquaintances, then the patient in front of him must be someone he knew, and Natsuki Amamiya's curiosity was immediately piqued.

"..."

Upon hearing Natsuki Amamiya's words, the patient on the bed trembled slightly with his black hair and silently raised his head. Only then did he realize that his drooping black hair covered his entire face, and he remained silent, seemingly without even breathing, making him look even more sinister and eerie.

"Senior, are you sure it's really someone you know?"

Hayasaka Ai was a little nervous and couldn't help but lean closer to Amamiya Natsuki.

“I only suspected it before, but now I’m sure.” Amamiya Natsuki’s eyes brightened. “It really is someone I know.”

Hayasaka Ai frowned: "How come I don't recognize you?"

"You weren't selected for the game back then, so of course you didn't know him."

As Amamiya Natsuki looked at the eerie patient with black hair covering his face on the hospital bed, a familiar face quickly came to mind.

Not long after becoming a player, I entered a dungeon called "Hospital in a Painting" with Kaguya Shinomiya and Chika Fujiwara.

Natsuki Amamiya's fellow patient in the hospital at the time was a socially anxious vengeful spirit who lived inside a television set, with black hair covering his face and exuding a sinister aura...

"Miss Sadako, we meet again."

Amamiya Natsuki smiled.

"..."

Miss Sadako's black hair trembled slightly, and she tilted her head slightly, seemingly puzzled.

What does "we meet again" mean?

“It’s normal that you don’t recognize me.” Natsuki Amamiya squatted down and smiled. “However, as long as I take out a treasure to show you, Miss Sadako will definitely be able to recognize who I am.”

"Perverted senior, what do you want to show her?!" Hayasaka Ai looked over in shock. "You don't even spare the sick! Please, have some decency!"

Amamiya Natsuki said without changing her expression:

"Human beings have limits. I've learned one thing from my short life: the more you scheme and plot, the more you'll discover that human abilities have limits. So... I'm not going to be human anymore."

Hayasaka Ai looked at him with disdain: "Is this your excuse for having a harem, senpai?"

"..."

Amamiya Natsuki waved her hand, said nothing more, and took out a seemingly ordinary comb from her game backpack.

The moment she saw the comb, Sadako's black hair trembled violently, and she instinctively flinched backward.

“It seems Miss Sadako recognized this comb,” Natsuki Amamiya said with a smile. “That’s gratifying.”

[Props: Center-part comb]

This is a comb that can instantly create a middle part hairstyle as soon as it touches the hair. It is basically never used. If it weren't for the chance encounter with Ms. Sadako, Natsuki Amamiya would have almost forgotten about this comb.

Amamiya Natsuki held a center-parted comb and leaned forward, causing Sadako to quickly back away, clearly indicating that her social anxiety had not yet been cured.

"Never mind then." Amamiya Natsuki shrugged and put the comb away. "I've never liked forcing others."

“However…” Natsuki Amamiya sat down on the edge of the bed, “Ms. Sadako, could you answer a few questions for me?”

I had heard others in the mutual aid group mention that they had encountered this being in other instances, but this was the first time Amamiya Natsuki had encountered it, so naturally she had a lot of information to ask.

“I asked,” Natsuki Amamiya said, holding up a finger, “Why is Sadako here?”

"..."

Miss Sadako lowered her head and remained silent.

Natsuki Amamiya silently raised the middle-part comb. "Sadako-san doesn't want to experience a middle-part hairstyle again, does she?"

Hayasaka Ai looked over speechlessly and couldn't help but retort:

"That's so unfair, senior! What happened to your promise not to force others?"

Amamiya Natsuki said confidently:

"Sadako isn't human, am I wrong to force myself on her?"

Hayasaka Ai: “…”

“Please answer my question.” Natsuki Amamiya withdrew her gaze and looked at Ms. Sadako. “Otherwise, I can only admire Ms. Sadako’s middle-part hairstyle.”

"..."

Miss Sadako's black hair trembled incessantly.

"Senior, be careful."

Hayasaka Ai kicked Amamiya Natsuki without making a sound, secretly gripping her magic gun with her right hand, ready to fire at any moment if things went wrong.

The woman in front of us, whose face was covered by her hair, was, after all, a vengeful spirit, so we couldn't be too careful.

Sadako's black hair trembled for a moment, but she still didn't make a move to attack. Instead, a soft, vulnerable voice came from beneath her black hair:

"I... came to work."

Your job is to sit on the hospital bed with your legs folded and not move at all?

This isn't just slacking off at work; you're practically a couch potato!

"Work?" Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow slightly, exchanged a glance with Hayasaka Ai, and keenly noticed the detail. "Who arranged for you to come here to work?"