Miss Kaguya Wants My Surrender

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"Eh, eh, eh, why did your clothes fall on the floor?"

Fujiwara Chika was shocked.

Why?

I also want to know why!

Amamiya Natsuki looked at the scattered clothes around him, feeling a little dazed.

Yukinoshita could transform while wearing clothes, so why did his clothes fall off?

Calm down.

Take a deep breath.

Amamiya Natsuki thought for a moment and quickly came up with a possibility.

The players in the game are just thought-based entities, and the clothes on their bodies are not truly real, just like Mrs. Shimizu, people can turn into ghosts, but clothes won't turn into ghosts.

The clothes on Mrs. Shimizu's body are just a part of her subconscious, which means… Mrs. Shimizu has actually always been naked.

Back to the main topic.

The Sheep Transformation Technique is obviously the same principle.

People can turn into sheep, but clothes are not within the scope of the transformation.

It's like those common invisibility ability users in movies and TV shows, most people have to take off all their clothes when they become invisible.

The Sheep Transformation Technique in reality is similar to the invisibility technique.

"It's too late." Fujiwara Chika said anxiously, "Natsuki-kun, hurry up and hide on the bed."

Then she looked at Mrs. Shimizu next to her: "Onee-san, pick up the clothes."

"Leave it to me."

Mrs. Shimizu briefly materialized and picked up the clothes on the ground.

Amamiya Natsuki came to the bed, jumped lightly, and then hid among a pile of dolls at the foot of the bed, pretending to be a doll.

The crime scene was quickly cleaned up.

Fujiwara Chika secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened the door.

"Dong."

A small head bumped into Fujiwara Chika's arms, obviously eavesdropping outside the door.

"Onee-san, what are you doing hiding in the room by yourself." Fujiwara Moeha stood up straight, rubbing her forehead, while complaining, "You didn't open the door for so long, I almost couldn't help but call the police."

"It hasn't even been a minute." Fujiwara Chika retorted, "And calling the police is too exaggerated."

Fujiwara Moeha crossed her arms in front of her chest. She was a cute girl with a face similar to Fujiwara Chika, slightly shorter, and with pigtails. Although she was only a Junior high student, her bust was far superior to a certain Miss Ice Princess:

"What exactly was Onee-san doing just now, shouting so loudly?"

"That…" Fujiwara Chika's eyes flickered for a moment. As the daughter of a politician, she hated lying, but when it was really necessary, lying was no problem at all, "I was just playing with my phone and suddenly saw a super scary horror video, so I got a fright."

"Liar."

Fujiwara Moeha denied it outright.

"Eh?"

"If that's the case, Onee-san could have just told me inside the room, why were you so secretive and unwilling to open the door?"

Fujiwara Chika: "..."

That makes so much sense that I'm speechless.

"You're actually lying to me, Onee-san must be doing something unspeakable…"

Fujiwara Moeha rested her right hand on her chin, turned on deduction mode, bypassed Fujiwara Chika, paced around the room, and then reached out and lifted the quilt.

Whoosh.

The space under the quilt was empty, there was nothing there.

Amamiya Natsuki was lying in the pile of dolls next to him, his heart skipped a beat.

Fortunately, he didn't hide under the quilt, otherwise he would have been caught red-handed.

"Eh, when did Onee-san buy a sheep pillow?" Fujiwara Moeha's eyes quickly fell on Amamiya Natsuki, her eyes sparkling, "So cute."

Amamiya Natsuki remained motionless, only considering himself an ordinary sheep pillow.

Fujiwara Moeha stretched out her hand: "Onee-san, give me this sheep pillow tonight…"

"No way!"

Fujiwara Chika hurriedly shook her head.

"I don't want it, I just want to sleep with it for one night."

"You… you drool in your sleep at night."

"Onee-san clearly also drools, you have no right to talk about me."

"In short, this sheep pillow is very important." Fujiwara Chika quickly walked over, using her body to shield Amamiya Natsuki, "If you really want it, I'll buy you another one tomorrow."

After all, Amamiya Natsuki is not a real pillow. As long as Moeha touches it with her hand, she can easily distinguish between the real and the fake.

"I want this sheep pillow." Fujiwara Moeha puffed out her cheeks, "Onee-san even took my shark pillow away two nights ago."

"That…"

"..."

Fujiwara Chika knew she was in the wrong, and faced with her younger sister's offensive, she could only cast a look of help towards Mrs. Shimizu.

"Leave it to me."

Mrs. Shimizu smiled and nodded, her eyes fell on a roll of paper on the desk, she stretched out her finger, and gently pushed it.

Thud.

The roll of paper rolled to the ground.

"Eh? Roll of paper?"

Fujiwara Moeha looked down, then looked at Fujiwara Chika, whose face was flushed, her eyes were nervous, she looked guilty, and her clothes were disheveled, after blinking her eyes, a look of sudden realization quickly appeared on her face.

"I see."

"Sister is already a high school student, the pressure of studying is so great, it's normal to want to release it…"

While speaking, Fujiwara Moeha walked out, obediently closing the door, "I'm going back to my room, Nee-san, you continue."

"How is it possible to continue!"

"..."

"Little Moeha is very cute."

Mrs. Shimizu sat on the chair, smiling charmingly.

"Moeha misunderstood, how could I secretly do that kind of thing alone."

Fujiwara Chika wanted to cry but had no tears.

Amamiya Natsuki got up from the pile of dolls, walked to the bed, and looked down. Because he had turned into a sheep, looking down from the bed, he always felt that the floor was very high.

"Natsuki-kun, I'll carry you." Fujiwara Chika's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly opened her arms.

"No need."

Amamiya Natsuki decisively refused.

It's a pity that he is now a sheep, so the words he speaks are naturally baa sounds.

"Ah, so cute."

The pink-haired girl's eyes became even brighter, and she quickly threw the distress of being misunderstood by her sister behind her, sat down on the bed, and reached out to stroke the top of Amamiya Natsuki's head, "Natsuki-kun, say it again."

Say your sister!

It's not a real sheep, who would keep baaing!

"I also have tools for combing Pace's fur in my room, Natsuki-kun, do you want to comb your wool?"

Amamiya Natsuki was furious when he heard this. Are you going to get some grass back from outside later!

As Amamiya Natsuki's will to resist became stronger and stronger, a game prompt quickly sounded in his ears.

[The transformation is about to end, please prepare the player]

After receiving the reminder, Amamiya Natsuki took a deep breath and prepared to jump to the floor, but as soon as he moved, he was hugged into Fujiwara Chika's arms.

Amamiya Natsuki struggled hard.

It's a pity how much strength a tiny Sheep can have, it can't break free from Fujiwara Chika's restraint at all.

"Don't jump around, what if you fall and get injured, I'll carry you down…"

Before she could finish speaking, Fujiwara Chika suddenly felt a sinking feeling in her arms, followed by an unstoppable force pressing down on her.

With a soft 'bang', the highly elastic mattress vibrated under the two of them.

"Mmm…"

Fujiwara Chika groaned in distress.

Their eyes met.

They could hear each other's breathing.

The distance between the two people's cheeks was only a fist's length away. Amamiya Natsuki could clearly smell the good fragrance on the pink-haired girl's body, which was the sweet scent of milk and fruit mixed together.

"Natsuki-kun…"

The pink-haired girl's voice was weak, her expression was a bit dazed at first, after being dazed for a second, her eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly, and then she closed her eyes in a panic.

What do you mean by closing your eyes?

Hurry up and open your eyes wide and protect yourself!

Amamiya Natsuki suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse.

As long as she's cute, being a dumbass is fine...

The next moment.

A voice full of resentment echoed faintly in the room.

"What are you two doing in front of me!"

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