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

The vengeful spirit Kaguya was engrossed in role-playing and was clearly very immersed in the character. At this moment, she neither cried nor made a fuss, but simply looked at Fujiwara Chika with her dark eyes.

"Kaguya-chan's eyes look so fierce," Fujiwara Chika said timidly. "I'm a little scared."

Amamiya Natsuki suggested, "Shall I do the body search?"

"No way." Fujiwara Chika refused outright. "Even though she's not the real Kaguya-chan, she's still a girl. Natsuki-kun can't do anything inappropriate."

It was just a routine body search. With a body as flat as a mahjong tile, a body with no curves like the Guanzhong Plain, and a cold body temperature, who would be interested in doing anything lewd?

and many more.

Amamiya Natsuki lowered her gaze slightly, looking at Shinomiya Kaguya, whom she had pinned to the side of the bed, and was surprised to find that she had actually said something wrong.

The vengeful spirit Kaguya before them was not the flat Guanzhong Plain.

Looking from behind, the curves of the school uniform skirt were surprisingly perky and beautifully curved.

The vengeful spirit Kaguya has the exact same body as the Kaguya Shinomiya outside the hospital room, so... well, her figure is actually half curvy?

The school uniform skirt was noticeably short, and from behind, one could clearly see a glimpse of her "absolute territory," her snow-white skin dazzling in the dimly lit hospital room.

Even the details are 100% accurate.

The black over-the-knee socks left a slightly indented mark on the thigh, making one want to reach out and smooth it out.

After a while.

"Ah, found it." Fujiwara Chika took a fragment from the pocket of the vengeful spirit Kaguya's skirt and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Natsuki-san, let's retreat."

Amamiya Natsuki held her breath and released the vengeful spirit Kaguya.

Perhaps knowing that resistance was futile, the vengeful spirit Kaguya sat motionless on the hospital bed, the shadow of her bangs obscuring her eyes, her voice low and eerie: "...Are you going to abandon me again?"

if not?

Am I supposed to stay and practice the Thirty-Six Styles of the Woodcutter's Knife with you?

But... what's with this inexplicable feeling of guilt?

Amamiya Natsuki sighed and offered a hollow promise: "If we meet again, I promise I won't abandon you again."

The vengeful spirits in horror games wouldn't actually appear in real life, would they?

……

Amamiya Natsuki and Fujiwara Chika left the mirror world, not daring to linger, and quickly walked out of the ward and into the corridor.

Upon seeing Kaguya Shinomiya waiting outside the door, Chika Fujiwara jumped back half a step in fright:

"Kaguya-chan is so scary."

"Ok?"

A question mark appeared above Shinomiya Kaguya's head.

"Let me tell you, we encountered the absolutely terrifying Kaguya-chan in the hospital ward..."

Fujiwara Chika regained her senses and poured out her surging desires.

"You used so many hurtful things to describe me, Kaguya-chan, you definitely don't think that's what you really think, right?"

"..."

Kaguya Shinomiya fell silent.

I am sorry.

It truly reflects my inner thoughts.

Amamiya Natsuki interrupted, "Stop talking and go to the next ward."

Once you've dealt with the vengeful spirit Kaguya, the rest is easy.

The crackdown on pornography and illegal publications has become increasingly effective, and it has been invincible wherever it goes. A single vengeful spirit is completely powerless to resist it.

After a while.

The three successfully collected all the fragments.

When the fragments are placed together, the floating fragments quickly and inexplicably attract each other, swirling and converging, eventually becoming...

"Huh, why is it a hydrangea?"

Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened. "Where's the key?"

“The key was just our guess.” Natsuki Amamiya looked at the hydrangea in her hand. “Obviously we were overthinking it.”

This is a hydrangea folded from paper, and it is quite lifelike.

"Perhaps we can use hydrangeas to open the door?"

Undeterred, Fujiwara Chika decided to give it a try, but needless to say, the ward remained locked.

“Even if it’s not the key, this hydrangea is definitely a very important game item.” Fujiwara Chika clenched her right fist, quickly perking up. “So… where could the key be?”

Amamiya Natsuki pondered, "The key is definitely on the fourth floor, but it shouldn't be in any of the wards."

Kaguya Shinomiya crossed her arms: "Besides us, who else would be going in and out of the ward..."

The two exchanged a glance, and a figure simultaneously appeared in their minds.

"Miss Nurse."

"Huh?" Fujiwara Chika was taken aback. "Have we just been running around for nothing?"

"I won't get this hydrangea if I run around for nothing." Amamiya Natsuki thought of Sakurai's admission date on the medical record card, early summer, May. "Darkness is about to fall again, let's go back to the ward first."

Back in the ward, Natsuki Amamiya didn't see Sadako eavesdropping this time.

Under the radiance of the human light, Fujiwara Chika, most players, except for a few with their own ideas, hid inside.

"Fujiwara-sama."

"Chika Sauce".

"Are you back?"

A group of new players were extremely grateful and sent their warm greetings.

Only Ms. Sadako suffers from severe social anxiety.

"...There are too many people. So many people coming in at once is going to cause a breakdown."

Chapter 56 Game Complete

Sadako, who suffers from severe social anxiety, is unwilling to come out and greet guests.

As a male character, Amamiya Natsuki is handsome and "powerful," making many female players swoon and want to become his leg accessory.

but……

After glancing furtively at the ice sculpture girl standing next to Natsuki Amamiya, the female players quickly suppressed their ulterior motives.

Can't compare.

There is no comparison at all.

Although she is undeniably flat-chested, she is incredibly beautiful.

She's so beautiful that if she walked down the street, a talent scout would be begging her to join an agency.

Countless cases have already proven that when it comes to beauty, figure has to take a backseat.

As long as you're pretty enough, having small breasts doesn't matter at all!

"Don't be nervous, everyone. Miss Sadako is actually very easy to get along with. She just likes to eavesdrop on others, but she never hurts anyone."

Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat somber, Fujiwara Chika, the beacon of humanity, stepped forward without hesitation and took on the responsibility of being the matriarch of the family.

"The game is dangerous."

"Therefore, we must unite, help each other, and overcome the difficulties together."

Fujiwara Chika clasped her hands in front of her chest, her body seemingly radiating a bright light:

"We must return to the real world safely, with no one missing."

Ah, it's so bright!

Natsuki Amamiya raised her hand to shield her eyes.

Is this the legendary light of humanity?

Her oratory skills are superb; she can easily boost morale. This Fujiwara is simply a born politician; she might even become the first female prime minister in the future!

In any case, thanks to Fujiwara Chika's empathy, the atmosphere did gradually become more lively.

Many players began to talk to each other and share information.

Ultimately, humans are creatures that naturally prefer to stick together for warmth.

Natsuki Amamiya listened silently to the players' chat and found that they were all miserable newbies, whose emotions were mostly fear and anxiety. They had no idea why they had been chosen by the game.

Upon hearing this, Natsuki Amamiya's heart suddenly stirred.

Horror games may not have been around for very long, and everyone is actually in the novice stage of figuring out how to survive.

While pondering, Natsuki Amamiya suddenly felt her fingers twitch.

Silently turning her head, she saw Fujiwara Chika close one eye, a bright, sunny smile on her face, and quietly making a peace sign.

Amamiya Natsuki withdrew her gaze and continued to ponder.

After a few seconds.

My fingers were gently tugged at again.

Hey, you're really into this?!

Natsuki Amamiya looked at her little finger. Now that the vengeful spirit Kaguya has been dealt with, could the red rope be untied?

Out of curiosity, Natsuki Amamiya touched her little finger, but felt nothing unusual, so she had no choice but to give up.

It's clear that it can't be solved in the short term.

Could we learn Morse code sometime and use a red string to transmit messages?