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

Even if someone is fair-skinned, young, and thin, they still need to be at least presentable. I have absolutely no interest in a child like you with your hair hanging down.

Besides, if you show even the slightest interest, you'll be immediately sent to the police station and forced to turn yourself in, right?

"What are you thinking about!" The little girl on the street looked embarrassed and annoyed.

"No!" Fujiwara Chika crossed her arms in front of her chest and quickly dissuaded her. "Even if you are chosen by the game and become an unlucky player, you can't give up on yourself and trade your body with others. You will definitely regret it later."

"Let me finish!" The little girl took a deep breath and gritted her teeth. "It's not the kind of deal you're thinking of... Remember the rice ball I gave you before?"

Amamiya Natsuki nodded and said, "I remember, it works quite well."

"I can make rice balls myself and increase my affinity with other creatures in a short time," the random loli whispered. "...If you help me complete my role quest, I can give you ten rice balls."

She didn't come rashly seeking a deal; she observed in the shadows for a while before quietly revealing herself.

Running a restaurant in a dungeon, organizing fishing competitions for vengeful patients, and engaging in viral marketing... there's no doubt that a single player could never achieve this level of success.

In fact, based on her secret observations, she could already confirm that there were several players in the restaurant, who would occasionally gather together to whisper. They were clearly aware of each other's identities, and none of them seemed to be forced. Instead, they were genuinely dedicated to running the restaurant and working hard together.

These people must know each other, otherwise they wouldn't trust each other so much. They seem to be a very powerful team; ordinary players wouldn't run a black market in a dungeon...

She only decided to proceed with the transaction after gathering sufficient intelligence.

"How was it?" The little girl looked up. "You should know how effective the rice ball was, right?"

Ten rice balls are not the final price; there is still considerable room for negotiation.

The little girl, a passerby, spoke while glancing at Natsuki Amamiya, waiting for the two to negotiate.

Who knew that Natsuki Amamiya would make her nervous with just one sentence.

"When you make rice balls... do you use tools or skills?"

Chapter 446 I'm sorry, I'm still a high school student

"When you make rice balls... do you use tools or skills?"

As Amamiya Natsuki asked the question, the passerby loli's eyes widened, and her black hair trembled slightly.

hateful!

This guy isn't even going to haggle; he's just going to take advantage of us completely!

The little girl, letting out a quiet breath, said calmly:

"I'm sorry, making rice balls is my skill."

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow slightly and said:

"You hesitated just now."

Passerby Lolita: "A hasty reply cannot show sincerity."

“It’s alright.” Natsuki Amamiya smiled and took out a small mirror. “This is a prop mirror that tells the truth. As long as you look in the mirror, you can’t tell a lie.”

"..."

The little girl remained silent for two seconds, then turned to leave.

Whether the mirror is real or fake is unclear, but the man's intentions are obvious. He actually wants the tools to make rice balls himself, which is absolutely unacceptable!

Amamiya Natsuki said slowly from behind:

"You don't want to fail the mission and be stuck in the dungeon forever, do you?"

"..."

The little girl in the street stopped abruptly.

If you fail to complete the character's quest, the consequences will be severe. You could die unexpectedly, become a vegetable, or be trapped in the instance forever. In short, you will not escape unscathed.

If you can't return to reality, keeping the props is pointless.

But if such a precious item is easily given to others, what will happen to the dungeons in the future?

The passerby girl silently bit her lower lip, like a hypnotized heroine in a comic book, the glint in her eyes quietly disappearing.

"So... that's the only way?"

The little girl looked up again, her voice calm and devoid of emotion: "I understand... Please go somewhere secluded to discuss this in detail."

Amamiya Natsuki asked in confusion:

"No one can hear us if we speak from a corner, right?"

"No one can hear you, but someone will see you." The little girl in the background said expressionlessly, "Anyway, please go somewhere else."

"Row."

Amamiya Natsuki nodded in agreement.

"I'll go and greet the guests first." Fujiwara Chika wanted to go with them, but unfortunately, another customer ordered food, so she had to attend to her business first.

Amamiya Natsuki turned and walked towards the kitchen: "Come with me."

The little girl on the street remained silent and followed.

The two walked through the corridor and came to an empty room in the back kitchen. It used to be a storage room, but it was so empty that even rats could starve to death.

Amamiya Natsuki stopped and looked at the little girl walking by behind her, saying:

"We can continue trading now."

Judging from the other party's behavior just now, making rice balls is not a skill, but a kind of tool. Of course, I want this. There is no deal that cannot be reached in the world. If there is, it is only because the price is not high enough.

Not to mention that the other party was asking for a favor, Amamiya Natsuki was very confident that the transaction would be successful.

As for the danger of being alone together... just kidding, this is the headquarters of a shady business, it's probably the random player in front of you who's worried about your safety.

"call……"

The random little girl took a deep breath, and a slightly distorted, blurry fluctuation appeared on her body.

This fluctuation is familiar to Natsuki Amamiya; it's a sign that her disguise has been removed.

What happened to the deal?

Why did you suddenly drop your disguise?

After a few seconds.

The distorted, blurry fluctuations dissipated, and the 1.2-meter-tall passerby loli disappeared, replaced by a tall, beautiful young woman who was nearly 1.7 meters tall... or rather, an older sister.

The sudden height difference made Amamiya Natsuki look at him with curiosity.

The girl in front of me was pretty, with fair and smooth skin, a tall and curvaceous figure, and long, black, shiny hair that reached her waist. She was sweet and cute, yet also exuded a cool and mature aura. It has to be said that she was a pretty girl, although she was a little older and looked at least as a college student.

"what are you doing?"

However, Natsuki Amamiya's doubts had not yet been dispelled.

What happened to the deal?

The elementary school student's appearance shouldn't hinder trading, right?

"Nice to meet you, I'm Mizuhara Chizuru, please take care of me..." After removing her disguise, the beautiful girl with long, straight black hair spoke in a sweet and clear voice, though it lacked emotion and sounded somewhat hollow. She calmly said, "I have a reason to clear the dungeon and return to the real world..."

Wait, what are you doing?

Why take off your clothes when it's just a transaction?

Miss Mizuhara unbuttoned her trench coat, revealing a glimpse of her long, slender, snow-white neck and a hint of her delicate collarbone. But that was all; she quickly covered herself with the coat and whispered:

"The tools for making rice balls are very important, and I won't trade them... If you help me complete the character quest, I can contribute my own..."

Mizuhara Chizuru bit her lower lip, fully aware of what she was doing.

But... there is no way.

He had to return to the real world; his grandmother was still waiting for him.

The ability to make rice balls is crucial for future dungeons, so it's impossible to give it to someone else. My other possessions are all quite ordinary, and the other party definitely wouldn't agree to it. The only way to complete the transaction is with my own body.

In fact, during the previous dungeons she had encountered, some men had expressed their lust and even tried to attack her, but fortunately she managed to dodge them. That is why she was so wary of Amamiya Natsuki when they first met.

This method wouldn't have been chosen unless the place I was going to had suddenly become unusually heavily guarded.

"……Understood."

Amamiya Natsuki finally figured out why this random girl had come to the secret room for a detailed discussion.

She clearly intended to bribe me with her beauty.

“Miss Mizuhara, have you ever considered something…” Amamiya Natsuki’s voice was low and gloomy, “Why can’t I just take advantage of you and not help with the mission?”

"...!!!"

Mizuhara Chizuru's eyes widened instantly, and she took a half-step back warily.

Oops.

Could it be that I misjudged the situation? Is the man in front of me not a player from the chaotic neutral faction, but a player from the evil and perverted faction?

Have I unwittingly stumbled into a wolf's den?

"Stay calm, stay composed."

Mizuhara Chizuru took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.

Although the man in front of me was uttering wicked words, he stood still and did not move, clearly having no intention of forcing me... at least not at the moment.

Since that's the case, there's still a chance to escape.

Just as she was thinking about how to escape, she suddenly saw the boy in front of her turn serious, step back, and say solemnly:

"Miss Mizuhara, please have some self-respect. I'm still just a high school student."

Chizuru Mizuhara was taken aback, a question mark appearing above her head: "...A high school student?"

"Don't judge a book by its cover," Natsuki Amamiya retorted. "You can play an elementary school student, so I don't have a choice but to play a middle-aged man, do I?"

As they were talking, a knocking sound suddenly rang out on the door.

Chizuru Mizuhara was taken aback, then quickly put on her trench coat, covering her collar.

Although she had made up her mind to be willing to succumb to darkness, she still had the shame of a young girl and could not remain indifferent.