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

Amamiya Natsuki leaned closer to her senior, sniffed, and nodded:

"It definitely has a smell."

"Um?!"

Senior Yanzi raised her eyebrows, and her pretty face immediately tightened.

Girls can complain about themselves, saying they've been eating too much and gained weight lately, but you can't agree with them. If you nod and say that they've indeed gained weight, your friendship will be over immediately.

Natsuki Amamiya continued to approach her senior.

"Get away from me." The senior quickly took two steps back, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and puffed out her pink cheeks. "Anyway, I smell bad, so don't come near me."

Amamiya Natsuki pulled her senior aside and said seriously:

"You're not wrong, the senior does smell..."

The senior student got even angrier, her cheeks puffed out like a squirrel with its mouth stuffed full of chestnuts: "You actually repeated yourself?"

"Let me finish," Amamiya Natsuki reassured her senior. "But they all smell nice, there's absolutely no sweat smell."

"Hmph." Senior Yanzi turned her head away. "I'm not listening."

"I'm so sorry, it seems I can only bow deeply in apology."

"Even bowing deeply was useless; they actually said I smelled bad and couldn't stand it."

"Your usually cheerful and easygoing senior actually got angry over such a small thing." Amamiya Natsuki held her senior's right hand and smiled. "What should I do if I like you more and more?"

Senior Yanzi blushed slightly, her eyes darting around, and she couldn't help but scold him, "It's no small matter... The tram is here, hurry up and get on."

"..."

They chatted all the way, and soon Amamiya Natsuki was taken home by her senior.

"Come in." Zian Yan put down her schoolbag, bent down to open the shoe cabinet, and took out a pair of spare slippers. "These are new slippers I bought yesterday, and no one has worn them yet."

Amamiya Natsuki changed into slippers, looked around, and couldn't help but say:

"Sorry, it turns out you're a rich senior."

My senior's family lives in a large penthouse villa in the heart of Tokyo. Given the current social stratification in Japan, it's basically a matter of being born into wealth; if you're not born into wealth, you'll likely never be able to afford it in your lifetime.

"I'm not some rich woman," Zi'an Yan rolled her eyes. "This is my parents' house. If you want to buy it, you can buy it now, right?"

Natsuki Amamiya said, "I'm sorry, I'm poor."

Zian Yan: "I see Zitian saying you're a capitalist."

Amamiya Natsuki inquired:

Are your aunt and uncle home?

“They’re not home.” Zian Yan pursed her pink lips. “Mom and Dad are usually super busy with work, and I can only see them once or twice a month… Don’t worry, they definitely won’t suddenly come back.”

"That's good." Amamiya Natsuki said, "It's my first visit, and I didn't bring a gift. It will definitely affect your impression of me and your aunt and uncle."

"I just asked you to come and sit for a while, it would be strange if I bought you a gift." Zi'an Yan blushed, naturally knowing what Amamiya Natsuki meant. "The fruit is in the kitchen, and the drinks are in the refrigerator. Help yourself to whatever you want. I'm going to take a shower first."

Natsuki Amamiya raised her right hand and volunteered:

"Does the senior need someone to help scrub her back?"

Zi'an Yan snapped back, annoyed, "I'm sorry, it's completely unnecessary."

Amamiya Natsuki said regretfully:

"Having someone help you scrub your back is actually a very comfortable thing."

"You're the one who's actually feeling comfortable, aren't you?" Zi'an Yan suddenly frowned, crossing her arms over her chest. "Wait, why do you know so much, junior? Did Kaguya-kun scrub your back?"

Given her personality, how could she possibly go into the bathroom to scrub someone's back?

"Not Kaguya-san?" The upperclassman narrowed her eyes. Girls have an almost Sherlock Holmes-like keen intuition when it comes to these kinds of things. "Then it's Chika-chan or Umi-chan? Sayu-chan is also very likely."

Zian Yan tilted her head and looked over, a half-smile on her face, and said:

"Junior-kun saved Sayu-chan's life. It feels like no matter what Junior-kun wants to do, Sayu-chan will agree to it without hesitation."

"..."

Girls really do have a remarkable talent for getting jealous.

Natsuki Amamiya silently turned around, walked to the window, and said:

"Senior, you go take a shower, I'm going to look at the scenery by the window."

"Humph."

Zian Yan gave a soft hum, grabbed her change of clothes, and headed to the bathroom.

If everyone were just an ordinary high school student, Koyasu Tsubaki would absolutely not accept the behavior of a scumbag like Amamiya Natsuki, who says he likes her while dating other girls. The moment she finds out, she would completely sever ties with him.

But these people aren't ordinary people; they're just unlucky players chosen by the game.

The bond of sharing life and death is something that cannot be explained in just a few words.

As a player, you never know whether tomorrow or an accident will come first, so you should follow your heart.

Natsuki Amamiya looked at the scenery by the window for a while, then turned around and sat on the sofa, playing on her phone. Not long after, the doorbell suddenly rang.

When I went over, I saw a deliveryman in a work uniform standing outside the door.

Instead of opening the door abruptly, Amamiya Natsuki walked to the bathroom door and said:

"Senior, there's a delivery guy from Kuroko Delivery ringing the doorbell. Is it your package?"

"It should be my package." Zi'an Yan's voice came from the bathroom. "I bought a lot of things yesterday, junior, please sign for them for me."

"Ah."

Amamiya Natsuki agreed and went over to open the door, only to find four cardboard boxes at the entrance.

After signing for the package, the deliveryman quickly bowed and left. Amamiya Natsuki then carried the four boxes into the house and placed them in a corner, waiting for her senior to come out and open them herself.

The happiest moment of online shopping is the moment of unpacking the box, and Natsuki Amamiya certainly wouldn't take away her senior's happiness.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

After taking a shower, Zian Yan came out of the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe.

"Junior, I'm done washing up." Zi'an Yan walked over while drying her hair, her gaze falling on the delivery box. "Hey, are all my packages?"

Amamiya Natsuki said speechlessly:

"Didn't the senior student know she bought a package?"

"Ahem." Zi An Yan's pretty face flushed slightly as she coughed twice and said, "When I'm under a lot of pressure, I like to go shopping. Yesterday I accidentally bought a lot more... mostly snacks and clothes."

Zian Yan went to get a utility knife to prepare to open the package.

After opening the first package, Zi'an Yan took out the contents: "Hmm, it's a piece of clothing."

"Wait a minute." Looking at the pink dress in her senior's hand, Amamiya Natsuki felt something was off and couldn't help but say, "Something's not right about this dress."

"Huh?" Zi'an Yan was taken aback, unfolding the clothes. "Something's not right?"

Something's off from beginning to end. This pink and white uniform is clearly Freya's uniform from the anime "The Hero with the Stick"!

“I remember now.” Zian Yan tilted her head and thought for a moment. “When we were in Chiba Prefecture last weekend, my junior mentioned Freya, right? I was curious, so I searched for it on my phone. It had the same hair color as mine, and I thought it looked cute, so I placed an order.”

Amamiya Natsuki slightly moved the corners of her mouth and said softly:

"Senior, have you read the manga or watched the anime about Freya?"

"I haven't seen it," Zian Yan shook her head. "I've been running around all weekend, how could I have time to watch it?"

Case solved.

It turns out to be a typical case of impulsive spending by a wealthy woman.

As a wealthy woman who doesn't lack money, when she sees cute clothes, she naturally buys them without considering anything else.

"What's wrong?" Koyasu blinked, noticing that Amamiya Natsuki's expression was off. "Is there something wrong with Freya's uniform?"

“Of course, no problem,” Natsuki Amamiya replied seriously.

A uniform is just a piece of clothing; it doesn't turn you into a princess just by wearing it. As long as you're cute, even being a pervert is fine.

Amamiya Natsuki glanced at the time on her phone and said expectantly:

"It's six o'clock now, and there's still an hour until dinner. Does your senior have anything else to do right now?"

"..."

Zi'an Yan was silent for two seconds, then her pretty face quickly flushed red. She covered her chest with her hands and shook her head, saying:

“No, no!”

"The restaurant is a bit far, and we need to leave at 6:30... Plus, my walking posture is weird, my cousin will definitely suspect something, right?"

Hey, what are you talking about? Why is your walking posture acting so weird?

"Senior, you're overthinking it," Natsuki Amamiya said seriously. "I just wanted you to change into this uniform."

"Huh?" Zi'an Yan was taken aback, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Really, all we have to do is wear this uniform? And we won't do anything else?"

Natsuki Amamiya said in a subtle tone:

"Does the senior want me to do something else?"

"Of course not." Zi'an Yan rolled her eyes in annoyance, picked up her clothes, and walked towards the room. "I'm going to change."

As long as you're not doing *that* kind of thing, changing into a uniform is perfectly fine.

But... who exactly is Freya?

Why does my junior look so excited?

After a while.

After putting on her cosplay outfit, Zi'an Yan pushed open the door and walked out of the room, saying softly:

"...I'm dressed."

Natsuki Amamiya looked in the direction of the sound and her eyes lit up.

As a wealthy woman who doesn't lack money, the senior student always only looks at the quality of things when buying them, not the price. This Freya cosplay outfit is naturally exquisitely made and quite beautiful.