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

“We didn’t have that before,” Natsuki Amamiya shrugged. “But we do now.”

Zhu Zhu said speechlessly:

"Even if you say that, we don't have a camera, so how are we supposed to take pictures?"

“A pencil is enough.” Fujiwara Chika’s eyes sparkled. “I’m very confident in my sketching skills.”

Zian Yan said from the side:

"To encourage everyone to participate in the competition, we can give away free gifts to the participants."

“If everyone receives a gift, it won’t be as appealing,” junior student Hayasaka added. “We could switch to a lottery system and randomly select a few lucky winners.”

Natsuki Amamiya concluded by saying:

“A truly unscrupulous business not only adds Hextech technology to food to get customers for free, but also makes them happy and leave positive reviews.”

"..."

Listening to everyone's discussion, the unlucky girl felt completely bewildered.

What happened to the promised employment?

How did it suddenly turn into making customers work for free?

The discussion is complete.

The group quickly sprang into action.

Natsuki Amamiya walked to the front of the restaurant, clapped her hands to attract the attention of the vengeful spirits, and then called out:

"To thank our new and returning customers for their support, we've decided to hold a customer appreciation event and host a fishing competition. The rules are as follows..."

After explaining the rules, Natsuki Amamiya began to talk about the winner's prize: "All purchases are free, a permanent Hall of Fame memento, and other participants can enter a lucky draw to win exquisite gifts for free."

"..."

The restaurant quieted down.

The group of vengeful spirits looked at Natsuki Amamiya, but no one spoke.

The girl became nervous and secretly clutched the hem of her clothes. Could these vengeful spirits not be interested?

It's hard to say, after all, they're all vengeful spirits; who knows if they'll be interested in fishing...

A hoarse voice suddenly rang out:

"I want to participate in a fishing competition."

The speaker was a middle-aged man, thin, with only two dark eye sockets. At this moment, a ghostly green flame flickered in his eye sockets, and he said excitedly, "I've got the fishing championship in my hands."

“Young man, don’t talk big.” Another old man spoke slowly, almost skin and bones, looking quite creepy. “Decades of fishing experience, and you’re not good enough.”

"I want to join in, too."

"Me, me, and me."

"..."

The atmosphere quickly became lively.

Except for a few female customers who were not interested, everyone else signed up to participate, especially a few middle-aged male vengeful spirits, whose numb and empty expressions suddenly became more lively.

The female student was stunned, then suddenly realized what she meant:

The joy of fishing for middle-aged men is something that those who are younger simply cannot understand.

"Senior." Amamiya Natsuki turned to look at Koyasu Tsubame, "I'm leaving the organization of the event to you."

Zi'an Yan took a deep breath and nodded in agreement:

"give it to me."

As a social butterfly, Ziyan has always been at the top of the class food chain, with a wealth of experience in organizing activities from childhood to adulthood.

"Everyone, please come over here and get your number tags. Please keep them safe and don't lose them..."

Senior Sister Yanzi quickly got into work mode.

The so-called number plates are actually just cards made from folded notebook pages, and they are quite simple to make.

After receiving their number tags, the senior student led the participants out of the restaurant and headed to the artificial lake.

"I'll go take a look."

Just to be on the safe side, Natsuki Amamiya went along, while the others stayed at the restaurant to continue operating.

Upon arriving at the artificial lake, the headless high school girl and the boy with the machete were still fishing. They were all bewildered when they saw Amamiya Natsuki leading a group of patients over.

"Kobayashi-kun," Natsuki Amamiya walked up to the two of them, "you two don't need to go fishing anymore."

The boy with the woodcutter immediately tensed up: "Doctor, did I do something wrong?"

"You did a great job." Amamiya Natsuki patted the other person on the shoulder and said gently, "But I have something more important to entrust to you."

The boy with the woodcutter immediately said, "Doctor, please speak freely."

"The restaurant is currently holding a gratitude event..." Natsuki Amamiya briefly explained the freebie event, "You and Kobayashi are responsible for maintaining order and taking the fish you catch back to the restaurant."

"..."

The fishing activity has officially begun.

Several middle-aged vengeful spirits sat down on small stools, seemingly ready to sit until the end of the world.

With many hands making light work, several fish were caught in no time, and without exception, they were all strangely shaped fish.

"Uncle Number Five has had the best catch so far, with three fish so far..."

Ziyan was responsible for both taking notes and broadcasting the announcements.

"Kobayashi-kun," Natsuki Amamiya winked, "go and bring the fish over."

"Yes, doctor."

The boy with the machete simply became a fish-collecting tool.

As for those anglers... the joy of fishing is always the moment you hook the fish; once you've caught it, you don't care what you do with it.

After collecting a bunch of fish, Natsuki Amamiya told her senior to stay by the lake and continue organizing the competition, while she, along with the boy with the machete, carried the fish back to the restaurant.

"Natsuki, you're back?"

"many fish."

"That fish was so ugly, and its eyes were flashing with an eerie light."

"..."

After greeting the girls, Amamiya Natsuki told the boy with the wood-chopping knife to go back, and then carried the ingredients to the kitchen.

"it's me."

Natsuki Amamiya spoke first, revealing her identity.

Zhu Zhu emerged from her hiding corner, her gaze falling on the strange fish in Amamiya Natsuki's hand. A look of disdain crossed her face as she muttered:

"Won't eating such an ugly fish affect one's IQ?"

"Please don't judge a fish by its appearance." Natsuki Amamiya put the strange fish down. "You can start processing it now; the customers ahead are waiting."

The kitchen wasn't big, and it was managed by three people: Komi, Zhu Zhu, and Yui, who would occasionally bring food to the kitchen.

Zhu Zhu always stays in her original form, so she has to hide whenever someone comes to the kitchen—it's really awful that her eight-foot form doesn't have a white dress.

Komi-kun is the most obedient and works hard without complaint to process the fish.

"I've hardly ever cooked at home, and now I'm supposed to be a chef in this dungeon..."

Zhu Zhu complained as she walked to the cutting board.

Amamiya Natsuki corrected:

"Actually, it's more appropriate to say he's a kitchen helper."

"Shut up." Zhu Zhu looked up at her reproachfully, stretched out her little hand, grabbed the kitchen knife, and pointed it at a strange fish made from nuclear wastewater. "It's just killing a fish, it's not like I'm afraid to..."

Before she could finish speaking, the strange fish on the cutting board suddenly jumped up and, with a 'smack', slapped Zhu Zhu in mid-air.

"oops!"

Caught off guard by the attack, Zhu Zhu was startled and cried out in surprise, instinctively backing away.

"Be careful." Amamiya Natsuki supported her from behind, sighing softly, "You actually got hit by a fish."

Zhu Zhu gritted her teeth and couldn't help but shout:

"It happened so suddenly, there was no time to react!"

It didn't hurt, but it was extremely humiliating.

“I’ll do it,” Natsuki Amamiya said, looking down at him. “You go change your clothes first.”

"Why are you changing clothes... Ahhh! My skirt!"

Zhu Zhu looked down and her pink cheeks puffed up quickly.

The nuclear wastewater monster fish is not only strangely shaped, but also very dirty.

After discovering that her skirt was dirty, Zhu Zhu naturally wanted to wipe it clean.

"no, do not want……"

Komi, standing nearby, widened her eyes, wanting to speak up and stop her, but her voice was too soft, and she was too late.

Natsuki Amamiya glanced over instinctively...

next second.

Realizing what had happened, Zhu Zhu quickly pressed her skirt down, her face instantly turning red. She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, turning her head shyly to glare at Amamiya Natsuki.

Natsuki Amamiya silently closed her eyes: "I didn't see anything."

"It's too late to close your eyes now!"

When players enter a dungeon, they will only retain the clothes they are currently wearing. If the clothes are lost, they will not be automatically refreshed.

Because of her previous escape, Zhu Zhu's clothes had never been properly put on.