A reversal of fortune and victory in a world hated by all girls!

Maybe this has something to do with the goddess girl!

She has a wicked sense of humor, and Aoi Natsuki can imagine the way she'll burst into laughter when he fails to guess, meticulously listing the clues she deliberately left behind, and finally saying something like, "Aoi-kun, you're really slow on the uptake..."

It makes me so angry just thinking about it!

Aoi Natsuki rushed to the library and used the machine to search for the book "A Brief History of Time." Luckily, the book hadn't been checked out yet!

Following the labels on the different bookshelves, he came to the category of science and geography, and after carefully searching through each book, he finally found the book "A Brief History of Time".

A surge of joy welled up inside him.

He quickly opened the book cover and took out the library card inside.

Based on recent dates...

Ok?

no……

This book has not been borrowed since it was borrowed last March.

So, does that mean the person who took the book didn't use the borrowing system, but stole it...?

The search for the divine maiden has once again stalled.

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Chapter 107 The Psychological Game Between the Two

Sakurajima Anne arrived late and, after searching for a while, found Aoi Natsuki staring blankly at a book in her hand.

With his right hand resting on the bookshelf, he asked softly, "Have you found any clues?"

"Not yet." Aoi Natsuki pondered for a moment, then turned the book in her hand towards her. "What are the characteristics of the copy of A Brief History of Time that you returned back then? Can you make sure it's the one I'm holding?"

He was clinging to his last hope.

Anne Sakurajima stepped forward, her slender fingers taking the book, *A Brief History of Time*. She then turned to the first page, glanced at the library code, and replied, "Yes, this is the one I returned back then."

My gaze swept over the library card inserted on the first page, but it didn't indicate who had borrowed the book recently.

"It seems the person who put the book on my desk stole it from the library. Interesting. I'm immediately intrigued."

Aoi Natsuki didn't doubt her memory. Sakurajima always had strong memories in some strange places. Although she wasn't good at studying, it didn't mean she wasn't smart. Aoi Natsuki had always been most wary of her. Her ability to see through appearances and analyze the essence of things was truly amazing.

Sakurajima Anna's probing gaze then turned to Aoi Natsuki from the side.

He had anticipated this. If it was confirmed that the divine girl was not her, he would likely be entangled with her until his doubts were dispelled.

Aoi Natsuki exhaled through her nose, shoved the book back into its original place, and then turned to Sakurajima with a slightly embarrassed expression, saying, "Can we leave it at that for today? It's really nothing serious."

Sakurajima An blinked, a flash of white light passing through her eyes, before she narrowed them, tilted her head, and smiled, "Hmm! Let's stop here then!"

This answer undoubtedly surprised Natsuki Aoi.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Anne Sakurajima answered readily.

Aoi Natsuki nodded blankly, her neck stiffening, causing her entire upper body to sway slightly.

Seeing Aoi's reaction, Anne Sakurajima couldn't help but pat his arm: "Everyone has their own secrets and doesn't want others to know, that's normal. Am I being so inquisitive?"

Aoi Natsuki didn't answer directly, but shrugged instead.

"Eh...you're making me really sad, Aoi."

As she spoke, Sakurajima An pressed her body against his, her right hand gently stroking his neck. The cool touch instantly cleared his mind.

"This is a school!"

"What's wrong with the school? Societal views aren't my concern. Aoi-kun, since I answered your question truthfully just now, could you now answer some of my questions truthfully?"

Because the lunch break had just begun, there were very few people in the library. There were only the two of them on either side of this row of bookshelves. Sakurajima An was close to him. Although she was only 165 cm tall, when she looked up at Aoi Natsuki in front of her, she exuded an indescribable sense of pressure. Although she was smiling, her eyes were filled with charm and coldness.

"Alright, just ask me whatever you want," Aoi Natsuki conceded, figuring she just needed to keep quiet about the system.

Sakurajima Anne wasn't always right; a few times, her plans fell through because of his convenience through the system. Watching her bewildered expression was a good pastime in her daily life.

"First of all... Achoo!" Sakurajima Anne had only said two words when she lowered her head and sneezed, her right index finger and thumb holding onto his coat to prevent him from suddenly running away.

Seeing this, Natsuki Aoi took off her coat and draped it over Sakurajima, saying, "Your constitution is so weak, you should wear more clothes in the future. Your willpower can't keep out a cold."

Sakurajima Anne felt a warmth spread through her, then pulled her coat tighter with both hands, a faint smile still playing on her lips: "Thank you..."

She raised her head, her gaze softening slightly.

"The library's heating has just been turned on, let's find a seat near the heater first," Aoi Natsuki suggested. He then led Sakurajima to a seat further back. To avoid being noticed by some girls later, he even brought a large book to cover his face.

The table was bigger than she had imagined. Even with her arms outstretched, Sakurajima Anne couldn't reach Aoi across the table, and neither could her legs, which greatly displeased her.

He then stood up, walked around, and sat down to his right.

"Why are you sitting so close? It's a public place. Are you planning to make me get attacked by the other girls?" As a normal boy, Aoi Natsuki could calmly ignore the malicious comments on the school forum, but walking around the school, the stares and pointing fingers from the people around him still made him feel uncomfortable.

The situation has improved slightly recently, and he doesn't want it to worsen again.

"It's okay, I'll finish asking soon. I need to get close to know if you're lying to me or not. I don't hate white lies, but when a lie is exposed, even if it's well-intentioned, it will still hurt others. So... please be honest with me." Sakurajima Anne's tone became sweet again. Changing her style back and forth was already her norm. Only the little bit of red on the tip of her nose made Aoi Natsuki always remember that she was a sixteen-year-old high school girl.

"I'll try my best."

"Well, first of all, it's about Hayakawa. Ever since you gave up on Takahashi, you've turned your attention to Hayakawa, then went through a period of coldness, and now you're busy again. I've heard Hayakawa say that she's been learning to draw manga recently, and the reason for this is that you took her to Ayano's house as a manga artist's assistant for a day. Then, some time ago, you found out that I like fishing, so you tried to arrange that fishing trip, and you took Hayakawa with you again. And last week, you even taught Hayakawa how to make some snacks. It's hard for me not to suspect that you're doing some kind of experiment again?"

Anne Sakurajima's gaze was fixed on his profile.

Aoi Natsuki partially covered it with a book.

"There's nothing strange about that, is there?"

“The simpler a person is, the easier it is to see through them. I can tell that you mean well, but at the same time you also have ulterior motives. Haven’t you admitted to this before?”

"..."

"It's okay if you don't tell me. I think I'll figure it out myself sooner or later."

Sakurajima Anne developed an even stronger curiosity about Aoi Natsuki. His strange reactions and actions that couldn't be called evil—what was his purpose? This was something that puzzled Sakurajima day and night.

"..."

Natsuki Aoi remained silent.

This doesn't mean he's calm at the moment. On the contrary, he's increasingly worried that Sakurajima will discover the truth. Although the truth is so bizarre, Sakurajima herself is a person with a wildly imaginative mind. Here we need to mention the most important rule in the affection system: once someone discovers the existence of the system, the dating game is immediately considered a failure.

Now, Natsuki Aoi is starting to feel the pressure. With Anne Sakurajima's unusual perceptiveness, it might be next month, or next week, or even tomorrow, the next hour, or the next second...

Aoi Natsuki's heart began to race.

In the quiet library, the dull thumping of his heartbeat was heard by Sakurajima Anne, whose sharp ears revealed it. Her smile deepened, and she leaned closer, her delicate face slightly bent, and whispered:

What are you so nervous about right now?

"..."

This incredibly seductive gesture instantly evoked memories for Aoi Natsuki of the night she met Sakurajima Anne. At that time, Anne was only wearing a leather jacket, the tight-fitting jacket perfectly outlining her figure. She... also possessed an exceptional figure comparable to her beauty.

Aoi Natsuki instinctively licked her upper lip, then turned her head away.

Anne Sakurajima looked at him with a satisfied expression, straightened her back, and slowly stood up from her seat.

My body feels much warmer, and my limbs are no longer cold.

She returned the coat to Aoi.

He spoke again:

"Alright, let's put this aside for now. If you're not willing to talk about it, I have no clue what to do. Oh, by the way, I recently discovered a new fishing spot. Do you and Hayakawa want to come?"

Aoi Natsuki's gaze faltered for a moment: "Of course, what about the specific time?"

But when he looked up, he regretted agreeing so quickly.

"As expected, Aoi, you did have something in mind." Sakurajima Anne chuckled. "I only said 'let it go,' and you let your guard down, Aoi-kun, so naive~"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door, raising his left hand to wave goodbye.

Aoi Natsuki remained seated, her brows slightly furrowed, her right index finger tapping incessantly on the table.

We really can't let our guard down when facing her.

……

night.

After the meal.

Natsuki Aoi was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Rina was watching anime with Yoshi-chan in the living room. This was their current agreement: they could watch anime after finishing their homework.

Lina is currently in second grade, so her studies aren't too demanding. She hasn't started learning English yet, so she usually finishes her studies before meals.

Natsuki Aoi is also working hard to fulfill the responsibilities of a head of a family.

My parents said they'll be home the day after tomorrow.

In her memories, her mother's cooking was especially delicious, and Aoi Natsuki also missed her mother's fried tempura.

Just then, his pocket rang with a text message alert.

He shook his hand, took his phone out of his pocket, and tapped the screen. It was a message from Sakurajima.

"Come out, I've come to pick you up."

come out?

Natsuki Aoi extended her left hand out of the sink, turned and walked out of the kitchen. She wiped her hands on her apron and went straight to the glass window on the balcony. Looking outside, she saw a beam of light.

"Lina, I'm going out for a bit. You stay home and don't go out. Just don't answer the door if a stranger knocks."

"Awoo!" Lily shouted while making a sign, and finally gave a salute.

Aoi Natsuki took off her apron, walked quickly to the entrance, put on her shoes, and stepped out of the door. She crossed the garden and saw a person wearing a helmet riding a bright Kawasaki H2 motorcycle in the distance.

That familiar tight leather outfit... it really is Sakurajima.

Sakurajima lifted his helmet and waved to him.