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

Fujiwara Chika's eyes lit up, and she excitedly answered, "The guy who attacked Haimeng-chan could only reach Haimeng-chan's ankle for some reason."

"..."

Upon hearing this, all the players turned to look at the corpse lying at the subway entrance.

This is a middle-aged man in a suit, suffering from a severe hair loss crisis. He is lying face down on the floor, facing the subway entrance. His face is pale and his lips are purplish-black... He looks like a corpse to anyone.

“All the vengeful passengers were standing in the corner. We initially thought they were afraid of the monsters outside the subway,” Natsuki Amamiya continued. “But there’s another possibility: they’re afraid of the old man lying by the door.”

"The people on the subway are either vengeful spirits or gamers, so how come there's a corpse?"

Therefore, there is only one truth—

Natsuki Amamiya pressed her finger to her brow and said in a deep voice, "He's not a corpse at all!"

"..."

At this point, Natsuki Amamiya turned and winked at Chika Fujiwara.

"Meow?"

Fujiwara Chika tilted her head and looked over, her beautiful pink eyes filled with confusion.

"Hurry up and use your combo attack," Natsuki Amamiya reminded him silently.

This is a horror game, what are you meowing for?!

According to reasoning, the vengeful spirits on the ground could not move until the lights were turned off.

Otherwise, we would have already been in trouble while searching for the lighter.

But don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.

Only the outlaw Zhang San can truly put people at ease.

"I understand." Secretary Fujiwara nodded hastily, pointing at the corpse lying on the floor. "Zhang San, you outlaw, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

next moment.

A cold, hoarse voice suddenly came from the corpse's mouth.

"...Zhang San is here!"

"He spoke!" The blonde bombshell took a half-step back and couldn't help but exclaim, "He really is a vengeful spirit!"

Amamiya Natsuki stepped forward, reached out and touched the middle-aged man's body, and immediately felt that she could do it again.

Whether you're a boss in a game instance or not, as long as you're called Zhang San, the outlaw, even if you're a god, I'll still capture you.

Throughout the entire process, the middle-aged vengeful spirit lay motionless on the ground.

Mrs. Kaguya stepped forward, bent down to pick up the briefcase that the middle-aged man had dropped on the ground, and took out an empty plastic medicine bottle from it.

“This is a heart-saving pill.” Mrs. Kaguya pursed her lips slightly, a hint of reminiscence appearing on her exquisite and charming face. “...I used to take it often.”

As a patient with congenital heart disease, I have naturally taken a lot of heart-saving pills.

"We've caught this old man, so why haven't we finished the game yet?"

"I can't help but ask," Fujiwara Chika asked curiously.

“Because there are still things to finish.” Natsuki Amamiya looked at the female vengeful spirit passenger. “You’re falsely accusing this old man of being a pervert, aren’t you?”

"Others choose to stand by and do nothing, thinking it's none of their business."

"Even when this man collapsed to the ground due to a heart attack, no one offered him any help."

"That's why you're stuck on the subway and can't leave."

"I see." The blonde bombshell Kitagawa suddenly realized.

"This behavior is absolutely outrageous." Fujiwara Chika frowned. "It's already outrageous that the idiot is accused of being an idiot, but it's even more outrageous that he falsely accused someone of being an idiot!"

The Japanese law on the crime of "foolish sweat" is based on the principle of presumption of guilt. In short, if you cannot provide evidence to prove your innocence, then you are presumed guilty.

Women can falsely accuse men of being idiots without incurring any costs, and women often use this method to extort money from others.

Even after the truth is revealed, the game is still not finished.

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow.

So clearing one's name isn't the way to pass the game; the real solution is to throw the middle-aged man out of the subway?

“Natsuki-kun.” Mrs. Kaguya leaned close to Natsuki Amamiya’s ear and whispered, “That buzzing sound just now was the sound of a defibrillator.”

After a moment's thought, Natsuki Amamiya quickly understood.

For the middle-aged man lying on the ground, more than clearing his name, he hoped someone would lend a helping hand so he could live.

The subway slowly slowed down, and darkness descended once more.

Natsuki Amamiya turned the old man's vengeful spirit over and began performing CPR, following the knowledge she had learned in health class.

next moment.

The world before my eyes suddenly froze.

The game notification sound rang in the ears of all players.

[The game has been completed and will exit in ten seconds. Please be prepared.]

"Shimizu-nee." Amamiya Natsuki quickly turned to look at Mrs. Kaguya, "Come back quickly."

I'm not sure if Kaguya-sama will leave the game with me; she might be left behind on the subway.

Therefore, this risk cannot be taken.

If I lose Kaguya-sama, the Ice Sculpture Lady will definitely fight me to the death!

"Okay."

Mrs. Kaguya nodded slightly and quickly clung to Natsuki Amamiya.

"It really is a vengeful spirit."

The blonde bombshell Kitagawa opened her eyes wide.

While I'm still struggling, others have already started commanding vengeful spirits. We're not even playing the same game!

“Hai Meng-chan, A-Zhu-jie isn’t a vengeful spirit,” Fujiwara Chika said quickly. “I’ll add you to the group later, and we can talk about it there.”

Kaguya Shinomiya's capital empire has not yet been established, but Chika Fujiwara has already successfully formed a player support group... although it is currently only a small group with a few new players.

Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and before I could say anything, everything went black.

After a slight dizziness, Natsuki Amamiya regained her senses and found herself back in the crowded subway.

I glanced down at my phone; exactly one minute had passed.

The ten-second exit time... is probably to allow players to manage their facial expressions, so they don't suddenly start crying and screaming, which would be incredibly frustrating.

"Hmm..." Fujiwara Chika blinked, turned her head to look around, leaned close to Amamiya Natsuki's ear, and whispered, "We're back?"

Amamiya Natsuki nodded slightly, pressing her finger to her brow: "Today is definitely not a good day to go on a long trip."

Physical fatigue is not unavoidable, but mental exhaustion is not.

"They said we triggered a special scene, could it be this subway train?"

Fujiwara Chika suddenly realized what was happening.

“Very likely,” Natsuki Amamiya replied in a low voice, “It could even be this very subway car we’re riding in.”

"I don't want to think about it anymore." Fujiwara Chika shook her head and took out her blood-stained notebook. "I'll add Haimeng-chan to the mutual aid group first. Haimeng-chan is actually from the same school as us, but our classes are far apart, so we haven't met yet."

"stare--"

Fujiwara Chika suddenly tilted her head, opened her eyes wide, and stared unblinkingly at Amamiya Natsuki.

Why are you looking at me all of a sudden?

Amamiya Natsuki leaned back slightly, creating some distance between them.

"Natsuki-kun," Fujiwara Chika's voice was soft, "what was the name of the other player who beat the game with us again?"

Amamiya Natsuki pondered: "...Aki Tomoya?"

“It’s not that boy,” Fujiwara Chika shook her head. “It’s the female player who was with us.”

Amamiya Natsuki frowned slightly, shocked to find that all she could remember about the other person was that they had short bob haircuts, were of average height and build, and their appearance was a blur in her mind.

"That short-haired girl... what's her name again?"

"I forgot."

"..."

The two looked at each other silently.

Fujiwara Chika nervously clung to Amamiya Natsuki's arm: "Ghost player!"

A moment later.

The subway arrives at the station.

Natsuki Amamiya and the pink-haired girl got off the subway and dispersed at the exit.

"See you tomorrow, Natsuki-kun." Fujiwara Chika waved goodbye, her voice clear and crisp.

"See you tomorrow."

Natsuki Amamiya nodded and turned to leave.

It was already past 8 p.m. when I got home. I had planned to call Miko over to recharge, but Aunt Yotsuya had already gone home from get off work and Miko was unwilling to come, so I had to give up.

"Phew, I'm finally home."

Mrs. Kaguya stretched lazily with her hands above her head, then looked over expectantly: "Natsuki-kun, phone, phone, give me the spare phone."

"No." Amamiya Natsuki walked to the refrigerator, opened it, looked at the human-headed evil spirit inside, and expressionlessly destroyed it. Then she took out a can of cola. "If you don't come to recharge, you can't play on your phone in your current state."

If you keep playing, you'll succeed in cultivating immortality and ascend directly to heaven!

"How could this be?" Mrs. Kaguya was immediately disappointed, but then her eyes lit up. "I've got an idea."

"what?"

Amamiya Natsuki took a sip of her cola and looked over upon hearing this.