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

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"You shouldn't go. Just stay hanging on the ceiling."

"Woo..."

A middle school girl cried out in distress.

Kaguya Shinomiya took a few steps forward, stopping between the middle school students and the restroom, and said:

"Don't worry, I'll be standing right here."

"Thank you, Kaguya-senpai." The middle school girl breathed a sigh of relief, swaying in mid-air, then blushed and whispered, "Um... could you help me out, senpai?"

Kaguya Shinomiya looked over and said:

"what happened?"

The middle school girl blushed and stammered:

"The rope...it feels so uncomfortable, can you loosen it a bit?"

“No.” Kaguya Shinomiya’s gaze shifted upwards, and the middle school student’s features, rendered using the tortoise shell technique, became even more striking, causing the young lady to puff out her cheeks. “Keep enduring it.”

It's not that I'm deliberately bullying people, the magic rope is completely out of control and I really can't loosen it.

at the same time.

Natsuki Amamiya entered the women's restroom.

In the previous emergency, the flashlight used for lighting was left on the sink, bringing light to the entire bathroom.

Natsuki Amamiya looked in the mirror. Her reflection was calm, with no evil spirits hiding inside, and she didn't show any strange expression. After pausing for a moment, she turned and walked to the door of the cubicle.

In order to leave as soon as possible, the junior high school girl chose the first cubicle closest to the door.

Natsuki Amamiya pushed open the door and went inside. It was empty, with nothing inside. She tried opening all the cubicles, but still found nothing.

"It seems we'll have to repeat the scene."

After a moment's hesitation, Amamiya Natsuki stepped into the cubicle, closed the door, and sat on the toilet, where she could still feel the lingering warmth of the toilet seat.

Wait a moment.

Natsuki Amamiya pressed the water pump switch.

Crash.

As the sound of the pumping began, Natsuki Amamiya quickly saw a pale, slender hand reach out from under the partition next door, holding two kinds of tissues, one white and one gray.

Without a doubt, this thing is not human.

Natsuki Amamiya didn't accept the paper, and waited patiently.

After a brief standoff, the evil spirit next door finally couldn't hold back any longer and let out a hoarse female voice:

"Ten minutes with white tissues, five minutes with gray tissues."

Amamiya Natsuki inquired:

"Is it survival time?"

The evil spirit next door: "That's right."

Natsuki Amamiya added:

"What if I don't answer?"

The evil spirit next door: "...Die now."

Well, it really was a forced sale.

After a moment of hesitation, Amamiya Natsuki suddenly reached out and took both types of tissues from the evil spirit's hand: "I want them both."

The evil spirit next door withdrew its hand with satisfaction and slowly announced the time for its attack: "Five minutes..."

"Wait a minute," Natsuki Amamiya called out to the other person, "What happens to the white tissue rule if I'm gone in five minutes?"

The evil spirit next door remained silent for a few seconds: "Ten minutes..."

Amamiya Natsuki smiled and said:

"I understand. Even though I used a gray tissue, it won't be a problem after five minutes?"

The evil spirit next door: "..."

Chapter 636 Senior, please use me as you wish

Faced with Amamiya Natsuki's logical paradox, the evil spirit next door fell silent, with only the scratching sound of its fingernails on the wooden board remaining, clearly indicating that its mind was in complete chaos.

After a while.

A pale, bloodless, slender hand reached out again from next door, its voice soft and eerie:

"Give me back the tissue."

Since you can't figure it out, just ask for the tissues back; that way, there will be no logical paradox.

Unfortunately, Natsuki Amamiya didn't tolerate it.

It was a forced sale to begin with, and now they want it back? Don't think that evil spirits can do whatever they want!

Wow~

Amamiya Natsuki decisively flushed the toilet, and two tissues disappeared with the water. Then she said:

"Sorry, we've run out of tissues. You can continue thinking about logical paradoxes now."

"..."

The cubicle fell silent again, followed by a gurgling sound, as if someone was gritting their teeth.

next second.

Sharp nails suddenly grew from the pale hand, and in a fit of rage, it grabbed at Amamiya Natsuki.

Hey.

So you're going to disregard the rules and just start fighting?

You set these rules yourself, and now you're going back on your word. You need to know what the consequences of going back on your word are!

Amamiya Natsuki raised her eyebrows, and to be on the safe side, she didn't use her hands, but instead raised her right foot and stepped on it.

boom!

With one kick, the evil spirit's hand deformed, and black blood spurted out. Fortunately, evil spirits have no human rights, otherwise Amamiya Natsuki would definitely be charged with intentional assault.

A piercing scream suddenly erupted from next door.

The paper towel demon tried to pull its hand back, but Amamiya Natsuki was too strong and couldn't break free at all.

"Come on, let me take a look."

Amamiya Natsuki raised her other foot and kicked it out, violently dismantling the stall partition. She quickly saw the evil spirit next door. This thing was sitting on the toilet, wearing a sailor uniform, with long hair. It was likely a former student of this school, but its skin was pale, its eyes were black, and it was dripping wet, looking quite miserable... It was probably an unlucky student who had been bullied at school and, after becoming an evil spirit, began to take revenge on everyone in this school.

Seeing that Amamiya Natsuki had actually kicked the door open, the paper towel evil spirit showed a panicked expression. Then, remembering its evil spirit identity, it suddenly looked up and opened its mouth to show a fierce threat.

"what……!"

Natsuki Amamiya expressionlessly picked up a toilet plunger, looked down, and said:

"Try yelling at me again and see what happens?"

"Yeah, sorry!"

Seeing the bioweapon about to be shoved in its face, the tissue demon hurriedly shut its mouth and obediently apologized.

(It's strange that such a weak evil spirit is so weak...)

Natsuki Amamiya narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze falling on the paper towel evil spirit, and began to stare intently.

After a few seconds.

A notification quietly appears before your eyes:

You have discovered a bathroom evil spirit tormented by logical paradoxes. Current state: pitiful, weak, and helpless.

Upon close observation, you discover that this evil spirit is being controlled by unseen spider silk.

"Spider silk? A controlled evil spirit?"

Amamiya Natsuki frowned, scrutinizing the paper towel demon from head to toe, but no matter how she looked, she couldn't see any spider silk.

So, the situation between the middle school student and the young lady just now was controlled by invisible spider silk?

Even this evil spirit is a puppet manipulated by spider silk...

So... who owns the spider silk?

Amamiya Natsuki let out a soft breath and asked in a deep voice:

"Has anyone like me ever been to this school?"

The paper towel evil spirit nodded obediently.

really.

This school is not an abandoned, deserted checkpoint; rather, all the humans within the checkpoint have been endangered.

Natsuki Amamiya asked again:

"Have you ever met a high school girl with pink hair, a black bow in her bangs, and a large bust? She should have a slightly shorter younger sister with the same pink hair and a similarly large bust."

"..."

The paper towel demon shook its head blankly.

Natsuki Amamiya remained calm.

Just because you didn't run into them doesn't mean that Chika and Moeha aren't at school.

This tissue ghost is clearly a bit socially awkward; it probably stayed hidden in the bathroom the whole time. If it weren't for middle school student Hanamaru needing to use the restroom, she wouldn't have encountered it. It's normal that she hasn't seen Chika and Moeha before.

Natsuki Amamiya asked again:

Where did all those humans go?