Miss Kaguya Wants My Surrender

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"Actually…"

Shinomiya Kaguya held the panda doll, hesitating to speak.

"What?"

Amamiya Natsuki looked at the Dumbfounded Miss.

Shinomiya Kaguya averted her gaze: "...Nothing."

Actually, she had brought money when she went out today.

The arcade was a sudden event; who goes out every day without money?

However… the panda was so cute, there was no reason not to accept it. She would just return the favor later.

After buying some gifts, the group left the panda house, finished touring the remaining exhibits, and then left the Zoo.

"Oh, we successfully got out," Kitagawa Marin said, with her hands behind her back, looking at the Zoo under the sunlight. "It's about to open, just like how those game companies draw big pictures, maybe it will be a year later…"

Amamiya Natsuki quickly interrupted:

"Do you know what Murphy's Law is?"

"Of course, I do." Kitagawa Marin raised her chin, revealing a long, pale neck, and hummed proudly, "It means whatever you fear the most is what will happen."

Amamiya Natsuki sighed: "So don't be a jinx like Fujiwara."

"…"

Fortunately, the Blonde Hot Girl's jinx did not trigger, and no game was triggered until they left the Zoo.

At the Zoo entrance.

"How are you getting back?"

Amamiya Natsuki looked at Dumbfounded Miss and asked softly.

Shinomiya Kaguya said softly:

"A driver will pick me up soon."

Mrs. Shimizu's voice was gentle: "Kaguya-chan, remember to text Mom when you get home later."

Staying up late playing on her phone again last night had left Mrs. Shimizu listless, so she barely came out during the day.

"The first message must be sent to me, otherwise, watch out, Mom will cry for you."

You've had enough! Tears are liquid secreted by tear glands, and as a ghost, you don't have organs like tear glands, do you?!

"…I know."

Shinomiya Kaguya reluctantly agreed.

"Kaguya-san, goodbye."

Miko waved goodbye.

Shinomiya Kaguya nodded gently: "Goodbye."

The two parties said goodbye at the Zoo entrance. Kitagawa Marin said she was going to the shopping mall to buy things and left alone. Amamiya Natsuki, Miko, the elementary school student brother, and Yurikawa Hana went to the Train Station together. Soon, only Shinomiya Kaguya was left standing at the Zoo entrance.

"Miss, it's time to go back."

Hayasaka Ai appeared quietly from some corner and came to Shinomiya Kaguya's side.

Shinomiya Kaguya held the panda doll, her pink cheeks slightly puffed out: "Why did you leave me alone just now?"

"Of course, it was to create an opportunity for Miss." Hayasaka Ai crossed her arms, a lollipop in her mouth. "Compared to observing from the shadows, isn't it more fun to visit the Zoo together?"

"What do you mean 'together'... there were still so many people."

"Then let's ask Natsuki-kun out alone tomorrow and visit again."

"I'm not free tomorrow."

"…"

8:30 PM.

Amamiya Natsuki was watching TV when his phone suddenly rang.

"Marin?"

Amamiya Natsuki picked up his phone; the caller was Kitagawa.

Since they exchanged contact information at school, it was the first time the Blonde Hot Girl had called.

"Moshi moshi."

"Help, help, help me!"

The girl's panicked cries for help reached his ears.

Amamiya Natsuki sat up straight: "Has your dungeon started?"

"It's not a dungeon." Kitagawa Marin's voice was anxious, "It's that scythe demon I met on the train today. I was just collecting clothes on the balcony and saw that scythe demon downstairs from the apartment building."

Amamiya Natsuki mused:

"Some demons look similar; could you have mistaken it?"

"No, I didn't mistake it." Kitagawa Marin said pitifully, "I saw it clearly; a piece of that demon's clothing was missing, the spot that was burned by the flames this morning."

"…"

If that was the case, it was very likely the same demon.

Amamiya Natsuki guessed:

"Perhaps that demon was just passing by your building?"

"I have a premonition that the scythe demon is definitely coming for me."

Kitagawa Marin's voice was certain.

"How are you so sure?"

"A girl's seventh sense."

The seventh sense is a realm only accessible to Saints; it has nothing to do with you!

"I clearly felt that the scythe demon was looking at me just now." Kitagawa Marin's voice was aggrieved, "It must be coming to retaliate against me because of what happened on the train, right?"

"I'm the only one at home; I don't dare to stay here now."

"Natsuki-kun, can you come to my house tonight?"

Amamiya Natsuki answered decisively:

"No."

"How, how heartless."

The Blonde Hot Girl let out a mournful wail.

Amamiya Natsuki said: "But you can come to my house."

He definitely had to help.

They were friends, after all, so he wouldn't abandon her.

"Eh? Why?"

"Because…" Amamiya Natsuki's tone was faint, "I have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds and tend to get insomnia in strange places."

"…"

"Send me the address." Kitagawa Marin was incredibly decisive. "I'll go to Natsuki-kun's house right away."

At the same time.

Shinomiya villa.

Shinomiya Kaguya had just finished bathing, her black hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders, and was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Hayasaka Ai stood behind Shinomiya Kaguya, holding a hairdryer, helping to dry her hair.

In a blink of an eye, it was 9 PM.

"It's nine o'clock, I'm going to bed, Hayasaka, you can leave."

Shinomiya Kaguya closed the book in her hand, her gaze subtly glancing at the desk, where the panda doll rested securely in the corner.

Good children never stay up late.

Staying up late to cultivate immortality not only causes hair loss but also increases the risk of sudden death.

As a Young Lady of a capitalist overlord, Shinomiya Kaguya's routine was incredibly healthy; she had always gone to bed punctually at 9 PM since childhood, never staying up late.

"Then I'll go out, see you tomorrow."

Hayasaka Ai put away the hairdryer and turned to leave.

Reaching the room door, Hayasaka Ai slowly closed it. Through the crack, she clearly saw Miss Kaguya eagerly walk to the desk, pick up the panda doll, and happily pounce onto the bed.

Bang.

The door closed completely.

Hayasaka Ai withdrew her gaze, returned to her own room, took out a hair tie, and styled her hair into a neat bun. Then she took off her maid outfit, changed into a black stealth suit, unwrapped a lollipop, and put it in her mouth.

Spy Maid, preparing for action.

The Miss suddenly disappeared for several hours, nowhere to be found, which was an absolute dereliction of duty.

As a maid, she had to find out what happened, and Amamiya Natsuki, that man, definitely knew the truth.

Since that was the case…

Hypnosis.

Truth serum.

Sleeping tea.

Tonight, she would even find out what color underwear Amamiya Natsuki was wearing.

Without a word.

Hayasaka Ai soon arrived outside Amamiya Natsuki's house by car.

It was already past nine o'clock at night, the streets were empty, with only the cold moonlight and streetlights.

Hayasaka Ai nodded slightly, letting the driver leave first, then quietly sneaked to the window of Amamiya Natsuki's house, observing the situation inside.

As a maid, Hayasaka Ai had received very professional spy training, and her skills were quite proficient.

"There are no lights on the second floor or the first floor…"

Hayasaka Ai quickly concluded that no one was home.

Since that was the case, the operation would be even more convenient.

Hayasaka Ai silently got up, went from the back window to the front door, took out her tools, and easily opened the lock.

As a spy, it was normal to know how to pick locks, right?

"Woof."

An Akita Inu heard the movement and ran over, thumping.

Hayasaka Ai took half a step back, her gaze slightly wary. But when the Akita Inu ran over, it didn't attack her at all; instead, it stuck out its tongue and wagged its tail rapidly.

"…Stupid dog."

Hayasaka Ai suddenly remembered the dog from a certain pink-haired family, let out a soft breath, and took a 'special' sausage from her pocket.

"Here, eat."

Humans can't resist the allure of sausages, let alone a dog.

The Akita Inu unsuspectingly walked forward, wagging its tail, and ate the small sausage from Hayasaka Ai's hand, quickly falling into a deep sleep.

Hayasaka Ai walked into the entrance hall like a mistress, gracefully closed the door, and began her investigation.

"The house is quite clean."

After checking the living room, Hayasaka Ai came to the television and lightly touched it.

"The television still has some residual warmth, so they must have just left not long ago."

"Perfect for installing some 'gadgets' first."

As a Spy Maid, it's normal to carry some surveillance tools, right?

Install the surveillance equipment first, and then, when it's no longer needed, come back to remove it.

The house before Hayasaka Ai was like Changban Slope, completely undefended, allowing her to easily go in and out seven times, and then in and out again.

After installing the surveillance equipment, Hayasaka Ai's ears twitched slightly, hearing the sound of a lock opening at the door, and she quietly hid.

"I'm home."

Amamiya Natsuki pushed the door open and walked into the entrance hall.

Immediately after, a girl's voice sounded.

"Excuse me for disturbing."

Kitagawa Marin followed him in.

"Hmm?"

The Spy Maid narrowed her eyes.

"That voice… it's Kitagawa-kun."

Who it was didn't matter.

It was past nine at night, in the middle of the night, bringing a girl home, and not even a girlfriend…

Lady Kaguya, you've been cheated on!

Amamiya Natsuki opened the shoe cabinet, bent down, and took out a pair of women's slippers: "Wear these."

To be safe, Amamiya Natsuki had gone out earlier to pick up the Blonde Hot Girl who had come to seek refuge.

"Thank you, Natsuki-kun."

Kitagawa Marin bent down, took off her small leather shoes, her legs wrapped in black stockings gleaming with a delicate luster under the light, "I didn't expect Natsuki-kun to live alone either; this makes things even more convenient."

Amamiya Natsuki walked to the refrigerator: "What do you want to drink, green tea or cola?"

"Cola!"

Kitagawa Marin raised her hand to choose.

Amamiya Natsuki opened the refrigerator and looked at the Death Evil Spirit's head that had reappeared inside at some point; he could now completely ignore it, as if seeing nothing.

Taking two bottles of drinks, Amamiya Natsuki walked to the sofa and handed the cola to the Blonde Hot Girl: "Here."

Kitagawa Marin was not polite; she took the cola, tilted her head, and chugged it down, then let out a contented sigh: "Summer really calls for iced cola."

Amamiya Natsuki took a sip of barley tea: "It's not summer yet."

"Today's daytime temperature has already exceeded thirty degrees, so there's not much difference from summer," Kitagawa Marin said, a blush rising to her face from drinking too much cola in one go, her breath like orchids, "Natsuki, what are we doing now?"

What are they doing?

A man and a woman, alone, in the middle of the night, do they even need to say what they're doing?

The Spy Maid, Hayasaka Ai, hidden in the shadows, watched the two on the sofa with a deep gaze, already prepared to report back truthfully.

They must be broken up.

They must be broken up.

They've already cheated, why keep them together for the New Year!

"Nothing." Amamiya Natsuki said, "Fujiwara went traveling with her family; we can't do it without her."

The Death Evil Spirit seems to possess a certain level of intelligence. To eliminate it, the safest method is naturally to Seize and Eliminate Evil, first controlling it with a combination of skills, and then activating an aura to purify the opponent.

Unfortunately, Fujiwara has a tradition of Golden Week travel, and Fujiwara Chika is not in Tokyo right now and won't be back anytime soon.

What does that mean?

The Spy Maid in the shadows frowned slightly.

Why suddenly bring up that idiot?

Can't do it without her… Does that kind of thing really need a third person to help?

Kitagawa Marin held her cola: "Then I'll be bothering Natsuki-kun these next few days; anyway, I don't dare go home alone."

The next moment.

Hayasaka Ai's eyes suddenly widened, looking incredulously at Amamiya Natsuki's side.

On the empty sofa, a phone suddenly floated into thin air, and then the screen automatically unlocked.

"Eh eh eh? What's going on?"

Hayasaka Ai could hardly believe her eyes.

As a girl who grew up under the banner of science, Hayasaka Ai's first reaction was to explain it from a scientific perspective.

"Magic?"

"No." Hayasaka Ai quickly denied, "It's not magic."

So-called magic is merely a sleight of hand performed with props and people; it looks impressive, but there's always a trace to follow.

The phone in front of her was floating directly in mid-air, with no support whatsoever; magic simply couldn't explain it.

Indeed, it wasn't magic.

Mrs. Shimizu was playing on her phone.

As a ghost who doesn't need to sleep, Mrs. Shimizu's greatest pleasure was playing on her phone. It was a shame she couldn't taste any food, otherwise she might have become a lazy bum who ate, drank, and played all day, like a fallen angel or a buried hamster.

Ordinary people cannot see ghosts, so in Hayasaka Ai's eyes, she could only see the bizarre scene of the phone floating in mid-air.

This was why Amamiya Natsuki didn't let Mrs. Shimizu bring her phone to school; she might accidentally scare someone.

"I remember when I passed away, the 'One Piece' manga had just reached Crocodile, and Luffy grew up in a blink of an eye."

Mrs. Shimizu was playing on her phone with great interest.

Actually, no, in reality, twenty-five years had passed, but in the manga, Luffy had only grown three years older, and now he had grown into a ceiling-level combatant capable of fighting Kaido one-on-one.

His Devil Fruit was a cheat, his background was a cheat, his whole family was a cheat; sure enough, in shonen manga, there are no protagonists born as commoners.

"I bought the manga this afternoon; it's in my backpack," Kitagawa Marin quickly said, "If Shimizu-nee wants to read it, we can read it together later."

Hayasaka Ai's eyes widened as she watched Kitagawa turn her head and talk to the empty air, instinctively holding her breath, regretting whether she had been too reckless.

Something was wrong.

These two people were very wrong.

She was just an ordinary Spy Maid, and these two people in front of her were clearly a supernatural event!

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