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

What about yourself?

Amamiya Natsuki pondered for a moment.

I seem to be missing Sadako and Cow Girl a little.

"The message has been sent." Fujiwara Chika quickly edited the good news, "Kaguya-chan, don't worry, we'll wait a little while."

"I'm not in a hurry," Kaguya Shinomiya said calmly.

Fujiwara Chika leaned forward, her eyes wide: "Kaguya-chan is just saying one thing and meaning another."

"I do not have."

"That's so...so unfair!" Mrs. Kaguya covered her cheeks with her hands. "Little Kaguya isn't worried about her mother at all."

Shinomiya Kaguya: "..."

When two fun-loving people get together, even the ice sculpture princess can't handle it.

"By the way, Natsuki-kun, can you tell me more about the Earthbound Spirits?" Fujiwara Chika quickly sat down opposite Amamiya Natsuki, holding a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, transforming into a secretary. "I'm going to write this down and tell Rikka-chan later."

"I chatted with Rikka-chan yesterday. She goes to the high school next door, and like us, she's a first-year student. Her home address is..."

In just one day, he even knew other people's home addresses. He truly lives up to his reputation as a social butterfly.

Amamiya Natsuki nodded and told Fujiwara Chika everything he knew.

Only by sharing intelligence can we maximize our benefits; hoarding our knowledge and working in isolation are both foolish behaviors.

Amamiya Natsuki suddenly felt a bit hopeful that Chika would establish a player support group.

After a while.

“Someone knows information about the Guardian Spirits,” Fujiwara Chika said, holding her phone. “And it’s Asuka-chan.”

Kaguya Shinomiya's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she stepped behind Chika Fujiwara.

“Asuka said that she had overheard other players mention that when a Guardian Spirit is weakened, it will fall into a deep sleep.” Fujiwara Chika held up her phone. “Emotions are power. When the master is in a high mood, such as when they are happy, they will release energy that can replenish the Guardian Spirit’s stamina… It sounds like wireless charging.”

"I see."

Kaguya Shinomiya nodded slightly, relieved.

"Natsuki-kun," Fujiwara Chika leaned forward, her eyes wide as she looked at her, "Are you happy?"

“I’m not happy.” Natsuki Amamiya sat on the sofa and complained, “I was inexplicably dragged into a horror game, and I can’t be happy at all.”

"So, should we make Natsuki happy first?" Fujiwara Chika rested her chin on her right hand, deep in thought.

"Don't think about it." Natsuki Amamiya looked at her phone. "My life is utterly devoid of joy."

“Um…” Mrs. Kaguya raised her hand, “Natsuki-kun was very happy yesterday evening, and I clearly felt something strange entering his body.”

Amamiya Natsuki: "..."

(Wishing everyone a Happy New Year, all the best, and most importantly, take good care of your health!)

Chapter 66: About the Matter of Me Becoming the Plaything of the Black-Stockinged Young Lady

"Yesterday...evening?"

Amamiya Natsuki quickly recalled.

Yesterday evening, apart from seeing my son come over to help with a back massage, I don't recall anything else happening.

So, you felt happy when Miko stepped on your back?

Ok.

admitted.

Yesterday, when Jianzi stepped on my back, it felt really good.

"Has Natsuki remembered yet?"

Fujiwara Chika opened her eyes wide and looked over curiously.

“No.” Natsuki Amamiya looked away. “I can’t remember anything.”

Kaguya Shinomiya's brows furrowed slightly.

That expression clearly tells me I'm lying.

"Ah, I see." Fujiwara Chika blinked, and a look of realization quickly appeared on her pretty face. "So that's what it is. No wonder Natsuki-san didn't want to admit it."

What do we acknowledge?

What kind of thing are you talking about?

“I’ve heard that boys find that kind of thing very enjoyable and fulfilling.” Fujiwara Chika clasped her hands to her chest. “It’s a pity that Kaguya-chan and I can’t help you; we can only watch you play from the sidelines.”

Amamiya Natsuki was shocked.

You two are perverts for watching guys do that kind of thing!

Fujiwara Chika continued:

"Although I've heard that playing those kinds of games too much is bad for your health, I can only ask you to do it for Sister Zhu's sake."

"Wait a minute." Natsuki Amamiya couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead. "Stop for a second... what exactly is this game you're talking about?"

"Huh?" Fujiwara Chika tilted her head, her tone puzzled. "Of course it's a bishoujo game, what else could it be?"

Amamiya Natsuki: "..."

"On my way to school, I ran into a friend who was complaining to me that her younger brother, who's only in middle school, loves to hide in his room playing bishoujo games and doesn't want to go out to play," Fujiwara Chika said in a clear voice. "She also said that boys all like bishoujo games, so it must be true, right?"

I thought you were a seasoned veteran driver, but it turns out there are areas you haven't yet explored.

"I saw a skill in the shop yesterday..."

Natsuki Amamiya didn't want to speak, and silently displayed her skill attributes.

"Get stronger just by lying down?"

Kaguya Shinomiya looked over curiously, but after seeing the name of the skill, she was speechless.

Getting stronger while lying down... what's the difference between that and getting something for nothing?

Why would someone possess such a strange skill?

"What an interesting skill!" Fujiwara Chika's eyes lit up. "I want one too, so that Moeha and Pace can step on me."

"That depends on when you manage to get it," Natsuki Amamiya replied casually.

If you can become stronger just by lying down, then maybe in the future you'll become stronger by breathing, by basking in the sun... In short, anything is possible.

"You need someone to step on your back to become stronger." Fujiwara Chika asked curiously, "Did Natsuki-kun have Takeshi-nee step on her back last night?"

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Upon hearing this, Natsuki Amamiya looked at the ice sculpture young lady and quickly denied it, "It was Miko who was helping yesterday evening."

"Miko Yotsuya from the next class?"

"you know?"

"Of course I know them," Fujiwara Chika said casually. "I have a lot of friends in the classroom next door."

"..."

well.

As expected of a social butterfly, her social circle has expanded beyond her class to the entire grade.

"What's the relationship between Natsuki and Miko?" Fujiwara Chika asked curiously. "I saw you two going home together the day before yesterday."

Amamiya Natsuki said:

“My family and Miko’s family are neighbors.”

“I understand, no wonder she asked Miko to help her recharge.” Fujiwara Chika nodded, then looked at Mrs. Kaguya, “Atake-nee, are you sure it was around that time that you recharged?”

"I'm not entirely sure." Mrs. Kaguya hesitated for a moment, her voice soft. "After all, she just woke up yesterday and is still a little disoriented. Her mind is only on little Kaguya."

Amamiya Natsuki remarked, "Please become Kaguya-san's guardian spirit as soon as possible."

"Sorry, that kind of thing seems impossible."

"..."

"In that case, shall we verify it now?"

Fujiwara Chika raised her hand and suggested enthusiastically, "Natsuki-san, lie down on the sofa, and Kaguya-chan and I will help massage your back and see if it works."

Upon hearing this, Natsuki Amamiya lowered her head, her gaze involuntarily falling on the legs of the two girls.

Today, Chika Fujiwara was wearing a pair of white over-the-knee socks, which showed off her well-proportioned and rounded legs.

Kaguya Shinomiya wore a pair of black over-the-knee stockings. This ice sculpture lady seems to have a particular fondness for black stockings, and I don't recall her ever wearing stockings of other colors.

Compared to Fujiwara, Kaguya Shinomiya's legs were noticeably slimmer, appearing straighter and longer. Between her skirt and stockings, there was a hint of her absolute territory, dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

You can play this for a year!

Those who say you can't enjoy legs for a year have never seen truly beautiful legs!

"Never mind," Natsuki Amamiya shook her head and refused. "I'll ask Miko for help after school this afternoon."

"School won't be over for a long time, and Sister Azhu is in such bad shape. What if she doesn't make it to the end of the school year?"

Fujiwara Chika urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, Natsuki-san, lie down on the sofa."

If you can't hold on, you'll just fall into a deep sleep. You're just overly curious and want to generate electricity by stepping on other people!

Amamiya Natsuki looked at the ice sculpture-like young lady: "Kaguya-san won't agree, will she?"

“It’s still early before class,” Kaguya Shinomiya said. “We can check the situation.”

I still couldn't put my mind at ease until I saw it with my own eyes.

Amamiya Natsuki sighed helplessly, agreed, took off her school uniform jacket, folded it neatly and placed it aside, then lay down on the sofa.

"I'll go first."

Fujiwara Chika was in high spirits and ready to go into battle.

I had just taken off my shoes when my phone rang.