Miss Kaguya Wants My Surrender

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Nine-thirty at night.

Amamiya Natsuki was reading a book when a wisp of fragrance suddenly assailed him.

"Natsuki-kun, Hanamori-chan just messaged me." Kitagawa Marin leaned closer, holding her phone up to Amamiya Natsuki's face. "She said she wanted to ask for some advice and asked if I could go out for a bit."

Amamiya Natsuki glanced at the phone and said,

"If there's something, you can just say it on the phone, right?"

"That's true, but Hanamori also brought some snacks she made, wanting to thank me." Kitagawa Marin's finger slid across the screen, her rose-colored nails looking quite beautiful under the light. "…Hanamori-chan said she works at a nearby cafe, and we became teammates at the Convenience Store before. It's not far, so shall we go out?"

"You just flipped a coin," Amamiya Natsuki reminded her. "It's not good to go out."

The two girls were still taking turns flipping coins.

For full-constellation characters, full-refinement signature weapons, and artifacts with explosive stats, neither Kitagawa nor Fujiwara would back down, even if it meant being plagued by bad luck.

Kitagawa Marin had just come out of the shower. It had been less than three minutes since she flipped the coin, and it was still tails. She was now sitting obediently on the sofa, waiting for the period of bad luck to pass.

"If you're going to have bad luck, you'll have it anywhere; you can't hide from it," Kitagawa Marin said, putting her right hand on her hip, her mindset super good. "So let's go out."

Amamiya Natsuki closed the book in his hand and said seriously,

"I suddenly thought of a way that might make you immune to bad luck."

"Eh?" Kitagawa Marin was startled, her tone skeptical. "Is there really such a way?"

"It's actually very simple," Amamiya Natsuki looked over with a smile. "Have you heard of a safe house?"

"Your smile is so strange; it looks like you have ill intentions." Kitagawa Marin covered her chest with both hands, her small butt scooting back to create distance. "I've heard of safe houses. They often appear in movies. There's an American movie called 'Safe House,' I think. It's a place for people like witnesses to hide, right?"

"Exactly." Amamiya Natsuki nodded. "A safe house has two characteristics: one is concealment, and the other is safety."

Kitagawa Marin asked, puzzled,

"But even in a safe house, you'd still have bad luck, right?"

"Shrink the scope of the safe house, and then clear out all unnecessary things within the safe house, keeping it completely empty," Amamiya Natsuki spoke fluently. "That way, the possibilities for bad luck would only be 'choking on your own saliva,' 'biting your tongue,' 'nose itching and sneezing,' and so on… Simply put, it's about manually excluding other possibilities to limit or prevent bad luck from manifesting."

"That sounds pretty good," Kitagawa Marin mused. "But there's no such safe house, right?"

"It's far away in the sky, yet close at hand," Amamiya Natsuki said with a smile.

"Eh, where?"

Amamiya Natsuki extended his right hand, pointing to a cage not far away.

Kitagawa Marin: "…"

The cage was small, well-sealed, and ensured there were no miscellaneous items inside, perfectly meeting all requirements. Hiding in the cage and quietly waiting for the bad luck to end was super suitable.

"Stupid Natsuki!"

Kitagawa Marin's pretty face puffed up rapidly. She threw her phone onto the sofa, clenched her fists, and began hitting Amamiya Natsuki's shoulders.

"You actually want to lock me in a dog cage, that's too much!"

"…"

After a moment of hesitation, Kitagawa Marin finally decided to go out for the appointment.

"Everyone is a teammate who has gone through thick and thin together. It's just bad luck; not going out to see them feels too much, no matter how I think about it…" Kitagawa Marin took a deep breath, clenching her fists. "Let's go out."

"You change first," Amamiya Natsuki reluctantly agreed. "I'll tell Fujiwara."

Fujiwara Chika was taking a bath in the bathroom.

Girls always take a long time to bathe, at least half an hour. So, this time, the pink-haired idiot wouldn't be joining them.

Amamiya Natsuki walked to the bathroom door and briefly explained that they were going out.

"I know," Fujiwara Chika's voice was clear. "I'll leave the task of watching the house to me."

"…"

A moment later.

Kitagawa Marin came out, dressed: "Let's go, let's go."

Amamiya Natsuki put away his phone: "You put your colored contacts back on?"

"Of course," Kitagawa Marin lifted her chin, revealing a long, slender neck, and made a peace sign by her eye. "I'm a person from a planet where I'll die if I go out without colored contacts."

"May I ask where this planet is in the universe?"

"It's in the M78 Nebula."

"…"

The night air was slightly cool.

The streetlights were dim.

It was already quite late, and the residential streets were empty and very quiet.

"There aren't many evil spirits tonight," Kitagawa Marin stretched slightly, her graceful figure curves clearly visible. "The air is also very fresh, and I feel happy… Ouch!"

Before she finished speaking, the Blonde Hot Girl tripped and fell forward.

Amamiya Natsuki grabbed Kitagawa's right hand, saving the Blonde Hot Girl from the fate of falling flat on her face: "Always watch your step when walking."

"I'm already being very careful; I haven't even been on my phone," Kitagawa Marin pouted, unhappy. "My mood suddenly became bad."

"I'll buy you some takoyaki later."

"I'm not a child; I won't be happy just because of one serving of takoyaki… I need two servings."

"…"

After a few more steps, a stray dog suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Eh, eh, it's a stray dog."

Kitagawa Marin couldn't help but get nervous and quickly hugged Amamiya Natsuki's arm.

Normally, encountering a stray dog was nothing, but she was currently plagued by bad luck. She might be attacked, and if she accidentally got bitten, there was also the risk of rabies… In short, she had to stay vigilant.

What she feared came to pass.

For some reason, the stray dog slowly approached them.

"Natsuki-kun," Kitagawa Marin said nervously, "We won't be bitten, will we?"

"Don't worry," Amamiya Natsuki said seriously, "You're the unlucky one; I shouldn't be bitten."

"…How mean!"

The next moment.

Amamiya Natsuki reached into the air and grabbed, and a bamboo sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This item was a reward he usually got from opening blind boxes. It was just an ordinary practice bamboo sword with no attribute bonuses. Its only special feature was probably that it could be stored in the Game's inventory.

With the bamboo sword in hand, its deterrent power was instantly maximized.

Amamiya Natsuki's expression was calm. He swung the bamboo sword through the air, and the stray dog that wanted to approach immediately chickened out, tucking its tail between its legs and running away without a word.

You said you'd fight bare-handed, but you brought a weapon? You human have no martial ethics!

"It ran away."

Kitagawa Marin breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly remembered a manga she had read two days ago, "My Girlfriend Is More Than Just Cute."

At this moment, reality and the manga subtly overlapped, but the identities and genders needed to be swapped, which meant…

Kitagawa Marin subconsciously murmured,

"My boyfriend is not just cute, but also very handsome?"

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