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

The crowd stood at a distance, not readily approaching. Ms. Mitsui adjusted her glasses and said softly:

"Natsuki-kun, is it him?"

Amamiya Natsuki nodded slightly and said:

"That's right, he was indeed possessed by a ghost story."

With division of labor and a saturation search, the Bureau's operation was highly efficient, and it didn't take long for them to lock onto the strange tale again.

The unfortunate soul possessed this time was a middle-aged man in a suit, disheveled and reeking of alcohol. He was clearly a womanizer from a nearby bar. He was standing alone in the alley, leaning against the wall as if trying to sober up. However, upon observation, he hadn't moved at all and hadn't even touched his phone... In today's society, only ghost stories can resist the temptation of mobile phones.

Fujiwara Chika reminded her:

"That uncle was just possessed, he should still be alive. Everyone be careful, don't be as violent as before."

Upon hearing this, the casual players all looked embarrassed.

It's really unreasonable for people to rush in with the intention of getting kills and almost kill an ordinary person.

"understood."

"I'll definitely be careful this time."

"Wouldn't breaking that face be enough?"

According to the analysis of many players, since this ghost only has one face, its weakness is most likely related to the face. Damaging the unfortunate person who is possessed is not very meaningful. The reason why the face was broken just now is that someone accidentally damaged the face.

Miss Mitsui bowed slightly and said:

"Please proceed, everyone."

Industry specializing in surgery.

Faced with strange tales of bizarre abilities, it's only natural to send the players. Ms. Mitsui knows very well what ordinary people are capable of.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Natsuki Amamiya, awaiting instructions.

Amamiya Natsuki pondered for a moment, then looked at Chika and said:

"First, use the anti-gang campaign to apprehend them and see if we can get more information."

Fujiwara Chika raised her hand in salute and said:

"give it to me."

"..."

Whether this ghost story possesses intelligence or not, it still stands alone in the corner, completely unaware of Amamiya Natsuki and Chika's approach.

"Zhang San, the outlaw, it's you!"

Fujiwara Chika pointed a finger and activated her skill.

Amamiya Natsuki took a half step forward and grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder.

The middle-aged man, possessed by the ghost story, remained motionless, offering no struggle or resistance.

Seeing that the two had brought the strange tale under control, the other players came forward one after another, discussing it animatedly.

"It actually possessed someone else; this ghost story is too bizarre."

"Luckily there were many people, otherwise we really wouldn't have been able to find him."

"Speaking of which, I wonder what that face looks like..."

Fujiwara Chika bent down curiously, wanting to see what was going on.

"Don't look at it." Kaguya Shinomiya reached out to stop Chika.

"Eh?"

The young lady frowned and said, "Those victims were all killed because their faces were seen. It's best to be careful."

The senior student nodded in agreement:

"Kaguya-chan makes a lot of sense."

Other casual players were also cautious. Although they were curious, they did not act rashly. It was just a face, not a once-in-a-millennium beauty. It was not worth taking the risk.

Only one person's expression changed...

"Strange...why did I feel a little dizzy just now?"

Zhu Zhu instinctively covered her forehead, feeling a brief blankness in her mind.

When Zhu Zhu heard Kaguya say not to look at that face out of curiosity, her expression changed slightly.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

"If I remember correctly, when I channeled the ghosts of those victims before, they all said their minds went blank and they couldn't remember what the faces looked like..."

Zhu Zhu opened her eyes wide and looked nervously at the man possessed by the ghost story, clenching her small fists tightly: "Did I see that face during that brief blank in my mind?"

The man possessed by the ghost story had his head drooping low and his body hunched over, so ordinary people couldn't see what his face looked like.

But Zhu Zhu is only 1.5 meters tall, just tall enough to see the middle-aged man's face...

(hateful!)

(Ultimately, it's because I'm short!)

Zhu Zhu clenched her little fists, ready to tell Amamiya Natsuki that although she always said she disliked him, when she was in real danger, the first person she would think of was still Amamiya Natsuki.

However, Zhu Zhu swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

(Wait a minute... If I say it now, everyone will definitely stare at me with strange looks, right?)

at the same time.

The players are trying to extract information from the possessed man.

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

"..."

The middle-aged man kept his head down and did not react.

Some people speculated:

"After being possessed by a ghost story, will one lose their perception of the outside world?"

"Not necessarily," another middle-aged player pondered. "Perhaps the problem isn't stimulating enough. Let me try."

The middle-aged male player stepped forward and said in a low voice:

"Sir, you are being dismissed. Please complete the resignation procedures tomorrow."

Kitagawa Kaimu muttered under her breath:

"What's the point of saying that...? Hey hey hey?"

The unfortunate fellow, who had been keeping his head down and not moving, suddenly started making loud noises after hearing that he had been fired.

Natsuki Amamiya released her grip, relieving the suppression, and could see that the other person's body was trembling, as if trying to raise their head.

"President," the young lady said quickly, her gaze sharpening, "Don't let him raise his head."

"clear."

Amamiya Natsuki acted decisively, pressing down on the unlucky guy's shoulder once again.

Seeing its face will bring a curse; if this ghost raises its head, the danger will increase exponentially.

"It actually worked?" Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened in disbelief. "Why did he react so strongly to just saying 'fire'?"

The middle-aged male gamer sighed softly, his voice weary and worn:

"Because this is the thing that middle-aged people fear most, without exception."

Being laid off at an age when you have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise means your life will plummet into an abyss once you lose your job. Hearing such terrifying news, even someone possessed by a ghost story would tremble all over.

Yukino Yukinoshita said softly:

"It seems he can hear the sounds from the outside world, but he can't speak and has difficulty reacting."

Next, some players tried attacking the unfortunate man's body to see if they could expel the possessing ghost, but of course, they couldn't.

Fujiwara Chika suggested:

"Should we use a crackdown on organized crime on that face?"

“You can only use the skill if you see that face,” Natsuki Amamiya said, shaking her head. “Besides, it’s unclear whether that face is physical or not, so we might not be able to touch it.”

After discussing for a while, no one could directly capture the strange creature, so they could only choose the previous method to eliminate it.

As the holy water damaged the middle-aged man's face, a faint 'crack' sound was heard, and white fragments fell in a flurry, scattering in the night wind. Only then did the possessed middle-aged man suddenly collapse.

Miss Mitsui quickly stepped forward and had someone check the middle-aged man lying on the ground: "He's still breathing, but he seems to be unconscious... Natsuki-kun, did that face escape again?"

“It escaped. We tried to catch it, but no one could do it.” Natsuki Amamiya nodded. “Keep tracking it. It seems that only by destroying all of its faces can we deal with it.”

Miss Mitsui turned around and gave the order:

"Have everyone continue the search and find the suspicious target as soon as possible."

"..."

The operation continues.

After discovering the strangeness of this ghost story, no one can relax until the other side is completely eliminated.

The group split up and dispersed again, beginning their search for the escaped ghost story.

As Natsuki Amamiya was about to go find some ghost stories, a hand suddenly tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"Ok?"

Amamiya Natsuki looked down at Shushu.

“Um…” Zhu Zhu stammered, then whispered, “I think… I think I saw it just now.”

Zhu Zhu would never do something as foolish as to keep things to herself and let things get out of control.

“I saw…” Natsuki Amamiya raised an eyebrow slightly, “was it that face?”

"I think so." Zhu Zhu bit her lip and whispered, "My mind went blank for a moment, as if my memory had disappeared... I'm not sure if I saw it or not, I just wanted to let you know."

Amamiya Natsuki pondered: