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

Absolutely impossible!

"You want to know?" Amamiya Natsuki looked at the disguised Kaguya's changing expression and suddenly smiled. "I'm not telling you."

"……hateful!"

Hayasaka Ai gritted her teeth in anger. "Natsuki, don't get too cocky!"

"What do you need to do, senior, to tell me where the flaw is?"

Hayasaka Ai let out a soft breath and couldn't help but ask.

She returned to her room and learned the skills on the scroll. Then, unable to resist the urge, she copied and transformed into Kaguya Shinomiya, confident that she could fool everyone—except for her inner appearance, which could easily pass facial recognition.

It's bad enough that he died before he could even get started, but now Amamiya Natsuki is saying that there's something only the young lady can possess, and I'm determined to find out what it is.

“I’ll tell you once you’ve satisfied me.” Amamiya Natsuki took a half step forward. “Now, let’s talk about how you lied to me.”

"Eh?"

Hayasaka Ai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she blinked innocently, "What are you saying, senpai? I don't understand at all."

As Hayasaka spoke, he quietly backed away, then turned to run away.

"Come here you."

As expected, Natsuki Amamiya grabbed Ai Hayasaka's wrist and pulled the girl into his room.

boom.

The door is closed.

Amamiya Natsuki locked the door, then turned to Hayasaka Ai and sighed:

"You messaged me to come back for a hot spring, but then you turned into Kaguya and staged a chance encounter in the hallway to fool me... When we go to buy a handheld console together, you'll definitely find an excuse to slip away again, then message me saying I stood you up, and then cancel the reward, right?"

Hayasaka Ai: “…”

It was indeed her plan.

It would be fine at night, but to soak in a mixed-gender hot spring with boys in broad daylight was something even she found incredibly embarrassing.

However, doing it is possible, but admitting it is impossible.

"I'm sorry, senpai." Hayasaka Ai clasped her hands to her chest, looked up at him with a pitiful expression, "I just learned the skill and was just curious... Senpai won't be angry with me, will you?"

Natsuki Amamiya said expressionlessly:

"I am angry."

Hayasaka Ai pleaded pitifully, "Senpai is a boy, you can't..."

"Stop right now." Natsuki Amamiya raised her hand to stop her. "If you keep talking, you're going to turn into a female boxer."

"whispering sound."

Hayasaka Ai snorted softly, putting away her pitiful expression, "It's just soaking in a hot spring together, fine."

Anyway, when they secretly installed surveillance cameras before, they saw everything.

“There’s no need to undo the transformation,” Natsuki Amamiya said. “It’s fine to soak in the hot spring together in our current forms.”

Hearing this, Hayasaka Ai's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but shout:

“…Perverted senior, you’re too much of a pervert.”

Hey, don't talk nonsense. You're far from being a pervert. We'll make you look like Kaguya in the future, and you can lie down with the silly young lady and play duo games together. Then you can call yourself a pervert!

The thought flashed through her mind, but Amamiya Natsuki immediately suppressed it.

so close.

Thankfully, neither Kaguya nor Hayasaka had any love charms. If they had heard what she was thinking just now, they probably would have broken several of their ribs.

"Let's go take a shower," Natsuki Amamiya said, looking at Hayasaka. "Or do you want to shower together?"

Hayasaka Ai covered her chest, her eyes filled with disgust: "Senpai, don't you even try to hide your lewd desires anymore?"

Amamiya Natsuki said quietly:

"I learned a lesson from the boy with the woodcutter's knife."

"what?"

"Life is unpredictable, so seize the day. When you're about to be killed by a woodcutter, at least you can say you didn't lose out."

"..."

Hayasaka Ai ultimately refused to take a bath together.

One person took a shower first, and then went to the hot spring pool in the room.

Amamiya Natsuki took a quick shower and came to the hot spring pool, where she saw Hayasaka still wrapped in a towel.

“I want to file a complaint,” Natsuki Amamiya said, raising her hand. “Someone is wearing clothes while soaking in a hot spring.”

"It's just a bath towel." Hayasaka Ai shrank into the corner, turning her head away. "It's normal to wrap yourself in a towel when taking a mixed-gender hot spring, isn't it?"

Amamiya Natsuki entered the hot spring, looked at Hayasaka hiding in the corner, and said:

"You're looking at your phone while soaking in a hot spring?"

“It’s normal, right? You get bored if you do nothing,” Hayasaka Ai said. “I have a friend who has to watch videos as a side dish when he eats. If he can’t find a video he wants to watch, he can’t eat a single bite of rice.”

"Making friends out of thin air?"

"..."

The indoor hot spring pools are quite small; they're just the right size for two people to soak together.

“I didn’t bring my phone.” Natsuki Amamiya sat down next to Hayasaka. “Count me in for a decompression video.”

Hayasaka Ai covered her chest with a towel, but didn't flinch. There was no one else around, so sitting closer wasn't a big deal... She had already agreed to bathe together in the mixed-gender hot spring, so there was no need to say anything else.

What are we watching today?

Amamiya Natsuki asked curiously.

"Hydraulic press." Hayasaka Ai swiped her finger across the screen, finding a video she had saved. "As expected, the hydraulic press is more stress-relieving when it crushes everything."

"..."

Amamiya Natsuki wasn't particularly interested in the hydraulic press; compared to her, Hayasaka beside her was much more attractive... I misspoke, she's still in her transformed state, so I should say she's a silly young lady.

The rain outside has stopped, and a rare ray of sunshine has appeared.

The young lady's skin was snow-white, as if it had been soaked in milk, and the curves from her chin to her neck and then to her collarbone were exceptionally delicate and alluring.

Noticing Natsuki Amamiya's gaze, Ai Hayasaka tilted her head and looked over, saying:

"Perverted senior, please don't touch me. Soaking in the hot spring is for soaking in the hot spring, nothing else is allowed, unless..."

Amamiya Natsuki asked curiously, "Unless what?"

"Tell me how you saw through the flaw, senpai," Hayasaka Ai said, tilting her head as she was still thinking about what had just happened. "It wouldn't be so bad if senpai gave me a hug."

"I agreed."

Amamiya Natsuki reached out and embraced the girl's soft, slender waist.

"Wait." Hayasaka Ai tensed up instinctively and quickly called out, "Senpai hasn't answered my question yet."

Amamiya Natsuki tightened her grip, pulling the transformed spy maid into her arms, and said:

I'll tell you the answer right away.

"..."

The tradition of soaking in hot springs is that you can't wear clothes. It's not like swimming. You can only wear a towel at most. It was fine before, but now that we're actually soaking in the hot springs together, with our skin in close contact and the temperature passing between us, the spy maid finally couldn't stay calm. Her pretty face quickly turned red, and before long, even the tips of her snow-white and delicate ears turned crimson.

"S-Senior, please speak quickly."

Hayasaka Ai's voice trembled slightly; she wanted to escape.

"It's actually very simple," Natsuki Amamiya said. "What hairstyle did Kaguya have when she first started school?"

"Wearing long hair."

"what about now?"

"Of course I've tied my hair up now." Hayasaka Ai asked, puzzled. "I just tied my hair up too, okay?"

"Let me finish." Amamiya Natsuki lightly pinched the spy maid's waist and continued, "The red ribbon that Kaguya used to tie her hair was a game prop that I gave her when we played at the amusement park together. Now that you can only imitate people, you can't conjure up props along with them."

That's not the truth.

The reason why Natsuki Amamiya was able to see through the spy maid's disguise at a glance was entirely because a clue appeared in front of her; otherwise, she wouldn't have paid special attention to the silly young lady's hair accessory ribbon.

"I see."

Hayasaka Ai suddenly realized the truth and quickly said, "Senpai, you can leave now."

Hey, after getting the answer, you immediately and ruthlessly kicked the person away. That's going too far!

"I won't go away." Amamiya Natsuki hugged her tightly and wouldn't let go. "The best time to soak in a hot spring is half an hour."

"Half...half an hour..." For some reason, the spy maid's voice trembled slightly, "Don't even think about it taking that long!"

As she spoke, a slight ripple appeared on the spy maid's body, and in the blink of an eye, she transformed from a silly young lady into a blonde maid.

Clearly, it's time to transform.

Amamiya Natsuki was quite satisfied with the mixed-gender hot spring bath. The first half was with a silly young lady, and the second half with a personal maid.

It's a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

buzzing.

A short while later, the phone suddenly rang.

"Senior, it's Miss calling, let me answer it..."

Hayasaka Ai seized the opportunity, broke free from Amamiya Natsuki's embrace, and put the phone to her ear:

"...Yes, Miss, I'll go back and prepare right away."

Hayasaka answered the phone as she walked out of the hot spring. "Miss needs to see me. Pervert-senpai, goodbye."

"and many more……"