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

"..."

Miss Sadako quickly shook her head, her black hair trembling, refusing to speak any further, even when threatened with a middle-part comb.

Amamiya Natsuki sighed: "What is Sadako working so hard for?"

I hadn't expected to get a reply, but then Miss Sadako spoke up again in a low voice.

"……television."

What's wrong with your TV?

"broken."

It turned out to be the case.

Working is for survival; it seems that whether human or vengeful spirit, everyone has a tough life.

Of course, this excludes evil spirits that lack consciousness in reality.

Natsuki Amamiya thought for a moment, then extended her hand in invitation:

"Would Miss Sadako be interested in working for me?"

"..."

Miss Sadako raised her head, her black hair obscuring her face. Although her expression was not visible, she must have been very puzzled.

"A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days' absence." Amamiya Natsuki quoted her price: "Meals and accommodation included, private room, private bathroom, and most importantly, a TV, any model you like."

Miss Sadako: "..."

"What are you talking about?"

The senior student changed into her nurse's uniform and walked over from the side.

“This is a friend I met in a previous instance,” Natsuki Amamiya introduced, “Ms. Sadako.”

"Huh?" Senior Yanzi was startled. "Is it that Miss Sadako?"

"That's right, I like Sadako who lives in the TV."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Zi'an Yan's face turned pale.

The thought of spending so much time with the legendary Sadako filled Zi'an Yan with dread.

Thankfully, I didn't let curiosity get the better of me and wander over, otherwise I might not have been able to wait for my junior to arrive...

Sensing Tsubame's fear, Miss Sadako's black hair trembled, she leaned forward, and sinisterly extended her right hand.

Amamiya Natsuki reached out first and pinched her senior's waist.

"what……"

Koyasu Yan gasped and quickly looked at Amamiya Natsuki, "Junior, what are you doing?"

“Don’t be afraid,” Natsuki Amamiya explained. “Sadako can smell other people’s fear. The more afraid you are, the more dangerous it will be for you… As long as you are fearless, it’s okay to push Sadako over.”

Zian Yan: "..."

Chapter 432 Sell Yourself, Miss Sadako

"Your taste is too heavy, senior."

Hayasaka Ai raised her hand to cover her mouth, feigning shock, "You actually want to seduce Sadako? Is your senior no longer enough for you?"

"Uh-huh……"

Zian Yan nodded in agreement. In any case, it was inappropriate to use the example of pushing down Ms. Sadako. A normal person would run away from Ms. Sadako as far as possible and would not have such thoughts at all.

"Wait a minute." Zi'an Yan quickly realized what was happening, her pretty face flushing red. "What does this have to do with me?"

"Of course it's related." Hayasaka Ai crossed her arms and said seriously, "Senpai kept trying to turn around and peek, he must have been eyeing Senpai's body. Senpai is so cute, if he just beckoned with his finger, Senpai would pounce on him in a huff."

Zian Yan: "..."

That panting creature must be a dog!

But... if I were to seduce my junior, wouldn't I definitely get bullied?

After all, junior Juncai is not a gentleman.

Zian Yan coughed twice: "Hanamori-chan is obviously super cute too."

"Not as cute as my senior."

"No, you're definitely cuter..."

"You two stop flattering each other," Natsuki Amamiya interrupted quietly from the side. "If I had to choose, Sadako is the cutest."

Hayasaka Ai: “…”

Zian Yan: "..."

It’s over.

Having run the dungeon too many times, the perverted senior has become increasingly twisted, no longer satisfied with humans, and even praising vengeful spirits as cute.

“Judging by appearance is going too far,” Natsuki Amamiya said seriously. “I combed Sadako’s hair before, and she really is very cute. I’m not exaggerating at all.”

"..."

Miss Sadako's black hair, which covered her face, trembled slightly, as if she were a little shy. She quickly lowered her head and buried her face between her legs.

Besides, you can't judge a person by their appearance alone.

When Sadako crawled into the TV, she got stuck in it. The figure hidden under her hospital gown is so large that even the two of you combined wouldn't be enough to beat her.

"Miss Sadako, would you like to work for me?"

Without further ado, Natsuki Amamiya took out the rules card for the Midnight Theater, its deep, noble purple light emanating softly, extending a recruitment invitation to Ms. Sadako.

There are still many staff rooms available at the Midnight Theater. Since there is only one loli maid at the moment, it is natural to recruit more staff in case of unforeseen circumstances.

Since we need to hire employees, it's natural to give priority to acquaintances.

Moreover, Sadako is not just a pretty face; the more fear others have of her, the stronger she becomes.

Amamiya Natsuki even dreamed of meeting that gluttonous Hanako again, and it would be wonderful if they could form the strongest urban legend idol group.

Miss Sadako raised her head, her gaze passing through her black hair and landing on the card in Amamiya Natsuki's fingertip. She could clearly sense the special nature of the rule card, but in the end, she shook her head slightly.

This human is dangerous; I don't want to be pushed over by him.

“I respect Ms. Sadako’s personal wishes.” Amamiya Natsuki sighed and put away the card. “I will not force you under any circumstances.”

The truth is, you can't force employees to join; it has to be completely voluntary. You can't force them to improve their favorability.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said so much; he would have just kidnapped Ms. Sadako and then slowly trained her.

“However, since we’re acquaintances, we can give Ms. Sadako some employee benefits first.” Amamiya Natsuki changed the subject, taking out a Momotaro rice ball. “Here you go.”

This rice ball was the thank-you gift I received in the underground parking garage, and it's perfect as an employee benefit.

"..."

Miss Sadako hesitated for a few seconds before reaching out to take the rice ball.

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"Try it first and see how it tastes."

Miss Sadako hesitated for a moment, then used her other hand to lift her black hair.

"stare--"

Hayasaka Ai and Koyasu Tsubame both looked over, wanting to catch a glimpse of the true face beneath the black hair.

Or maybe it's really cute.

Unfortunately, Sadako simply lifted her hair up a little before sticking the rice ball inside, much to the disappointment of the two girls.

The soft, rustling sounds of eating came from beneath her black hair, like a hamster.

Amamiya Natsuki waited quietly for a while before speaking:

"Miss Sadako, how does it taste?"

A faint voice came from beneath the black hair: "...Delicious."

"These are just the most basic employee benefits," Natsuki Amamiya said with a smile. "I have even better dishes here, Miss Sadako, would you like to try some?"

This Sadako is not an ordinary vengeful spirit, but a ghost with a name and a story, possessing an independent personality and emotions, and can be regarded as an alternative life form.

Everything has its weaknesses.

Natsuki Amamiya is quite adept at using food to lure ghost stories.

In this light, Momotaro rice balls are quite useful, as they can leave a good impression on vengeful spirits and ghost stories, since you can't just pull out your weird food anytime, anywhere.

Natsuki Amamiya invited:

"Miss Sadako, follow me for now, and I guarantee you'll get to eat even more delicious food."

"..."

Momotaro rice balls have a certain favorability bonus, so this time Miss Sadako did not refuse, silently nodded in agreement, and stood up.

"Wow, that's so exaggerated!"

Hayasaka Ai and Koyasu Tsubame were shocked to discover that Sadako, after standing up, was actually quite voluptuous. From the side, she even gave people the feeling of "a mountain range from the side, a peak from the front, and different shapes depending on the distance and height".

Indeed, appearances can be deceiving, and neither can ghost stories.

"Miss Sadako, could you please leave the ward directly?"

Amamiya Natsuki asked in a low voice.

Miss Sadako shook her head.

"It seems that's not possible." Natsuki Amamiya said, glancing at her senior.

Zi'an Yan took a half step back, a bad feeling welling up in her heart: "Why are you looking at me, Junior?"

"Senior, your time to sacrifice has come."

"Eh?"