Miss Kaguya Wants My Surrender

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"…Your thigh is covered in tally marks."

Amamiya Natsuki pointed with his hand.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards the Female Ghost. Even the Ghost passengers who had been keeping their heads down raised them, with only the last two Ghost passengers not looking up.

"Impossible, you're lying!"

The Female Ghost released the Blonde Hot Girl and took half a step back. "There's no way there are tally marks on my leg."

"You're flustered."

Amamiya Natsuki said unhurriedly: "If there were no tally marks, why would you be flustered?"

"There's a limit to slandering others." The Female Ghost's expression was distorted. She reached out and slowly lifted her skirt, "I will prove myself now."

Fujiwara Chika quickly covered her face with both hands, then peeked through her fingers, looking over curiously.

"Why are you covering your face?" Amamiya Natsuki said speechlessly, "She's not a man."

"Oh, right." Fujiwara Chika nodded, then suddenly stood on her tiptoes, reaching out to cover Amamiya Natsuki's eyes, "Natsuki-kun, don't look. It's improper to look."

It's just looking at a thigh, it's nothing, right!

The next moment.

The Blonde Hot Girl's gasp suddenly rang out.

"Eh, eh, eh, there really are tally marks."

"So many tally marks!"

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Chika's curiosity burned fiercely. She quickly turned to look and couldn't help but widen her eyes: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven… So many tally marks."

Amamiya Natsuki tilted his head and looked at the Female Ghost. She had already lifted her skirt. Between her stockings and the hem of her skirt was a pale, lifeless thigh.

At this moment.

The Female Ghost passenger's thigh was clearly covered in tally marks. Each tally mark was exactly the same size, as if printed, super standard.

"Who among decent people would write tally marks on their thigh?" Amamiya Natsuki stepped forward and said righteeously, "You are indeed a pervert on the train."

"Impossible!"

The Female Ghost was in a daze, her blood-tear-filled eyes darting around in panic. "How can there be tally marks on my leg? Human, you must have done something to me!"

"Don't accuse me falsely." Amamiya Natsuki raised his hands to show his innocence, "Everyone can see that I haven't touched you at all."

"…"

The Female Ghost suffered a major blow. She was completely flustered, seemingly afraid of something, and completely let go of the Blonde Hot Girl Kitagawa Marin.

"Phew…"

The Blonde Hot Girl Kitagawa breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Amamiya Natsuki curiously, unable to help but whisper:

"What exactly is going on with those tally marks?"

The other short-haired girl also looked up, her face full of curiosity.

Undoubtedly, the tally marks on the Ghost's thigh must be related to Amamiya Natsuki.

Not only was he not afraid of Ghosts, but he also framed them, making the Ghosts doubt their existence. Had she met a big shot?

Amamiya Natsuki shrugged, "Anyway, I didn't write those tally marks."

Only Fujiwara Chika noticed the truth. The pink-haired girl's eyes sparkled, but realizing it wasn't the time to acknowledge it, she swallowed the words that had reached her lips.

After walking for a long time, Amamiya Natsuki was feeling a bit tired and was about to sit down to rest when he suddenly frowned.

[After careful observation, you noticed that no one else was sitting down. You decided to stand with everyone else.]

Bang.

The Blonde Hot Girl had already sat down, bending slightly and rubbing her heel: "It's so uncomfortable walking in high heels, my heels hurt so much…"

"Get up quickly." Amamiya Natsuki said in a deep voice.

"Eh?"

Kitagawa Marin was startled.

"Marin, listen to Natsuki-kun." Fujiwara Chika quickly said, "Get up quickly."

Since Ghost Academy, Amamiya Natsuki's judgments had almost never been wrong. Fujiwara Chika trusted him immensely. While pulling the Blonde Hot Girl up, she looked at Amamiya Natsuki and whispered:

"Natsuki-kun, what's wrong?"

"This is the Midnight Subway…" Amamiya Natsuki's voice was low, "But all the passengers aren't sitting down."

The three female players were startled and quickly looked at the Ghost passengers, soon realizing that this was indeed the case.

There weren't many Female Ghosts on the Midnight Subway, only seven or eight, plus the corpses lying at the subway entrance, both male and female. Every Female Ghost passenger looked tired and tense, but all Female Ghost passengers stood in the corner, not daring to sit down and rest.

"This is really... Why aren't these Female Ghosts sitting down?" Fujiwara Chika wondered, "There's nothing on the seats either."

"That..." The short-haired female player analyzed, "Could it be that something terrible will happen if you sit on the chair?"

Hearing this, the Blonde Hot Girl's face paled slightly, and she nervously looked at the seat.

She had just sat down, didn't that mean something terrible would happen soon?

"Human, you sat on something you shouldn't have," the Female Ghost, still struggling with the tally marks on her thigh, looked up, a schadenfreude sneer on her face. "I'm waiting for you. Soon we'll be the same kind."

The Blonde Hot Girl's face grew even paler. She tightly gripped her left wrist with her right hand, biting her lower lip without speaking.

At the same time.

A strange humming and vibrating sound echoed again in the subway, as if an electric current was surging, and then the subway began to slow down, and the lights quickly dimmed.

"Natsuki-kun," Fujiwara Chika suddenly spoke, her expression serious. "What would happen if we used our combined technique on Marin-chan?"

Amamiya Natsuki quickly replied, "I don't know, but we can try."

Previously, the targets for Seize and Eliminate Evil were all Female Ghosts, and they had indeed never been tested on humans.

"Don, the Outlaw," Fujiwara Chika's expression straightened, and she pointed at the Blonde Hot Girl. "I call out to you, do you dare to answer?"

The Blonde Hot Girl's expression was blank, a question mark just appearing above her head, but her mouth moved uncontrollably:

"...Don is here!"

It really worked.

Amamiya Natsuki reached out and pressed the Blonde Hot Girl's shoulder, immediately feeling invigorated. "Don, the Outlaw, you are arrested."

"Wait, what are you talking about? Who is Don?"

The Blonde Hot Girl, Kitagawa, widened her eyes, wanting to struggle, but quickly found that she couldn't move any part of her body except her mouth and eyes. "I'm not called Do... I, I'm Don!"

"Marin-chan, don't be nervous. This is Natsuki's and my combined technique," Fujiwara Chika quickly explained. "I hope it works."

As soon as she finished speaking, the pitch-black darkness once again enveloped the subway.

"S-something is grabbing my foot!"

The Blonde Hot Girl's voice was panicked and helpless.

Amamiya Natsuki held his breath, firmly gripping the Blonde Hot Girl's shoulder. He did feel a pulling sensation, but... it was completely useless.

As long as you are Don, even if you are a god, you won't be able to escape his grasp!

Facts proved that external help was also not possible.

The evil spirit attacking the Blonde Hot Girl in the darkness was clearly considered "external force helping to break free," so it was completely unable to snatch Don from Amamiya Natsuki's hands.

A moment later.

The darkness receded, and the lights in the subway brightened again.

"It should be fine now."

Looking at the Blonde Hot Girl, who hadn't disappeared, Amamiya Natsuki gently released her shoulder.

"My foot, my foot hurts so much."

The Blonde Hot Girl's eyes were teary, and she tightly clutched Amamiya Natsuki's arm.

Amamiya Natsuki looked down and saw two bluish-purple handprints clearly on the Blonde Hot Girl's ankle.

It was conceivable that if Amamiya Natsuki hadn't held her just now, this Blonde Hot Girl would have been 100% dragged away by the entity in the darkness.

"You guys are actually fine?" The Female Ghost looked over in surprise, but a cold sneer quickly appeared on her face again. "There are still two stops, and we'll reach the Terminus soon. You all will die then as well."

Amamiya Natsuki's gaze was disdainful: "Subway pervert, don't speak."

"Damn human!"

"I already know the truth." Amamiya Natsuki pressed his fingers to his brow. "Shimizu-nee, you can come over now."

"Received."

A melodious voice suddenly sounded behind the Female Ghost.

The Female Ghost with tally marks all over her thigh turned her head in surprise, only to see a passenger behind her suddenly lift the bangs covering her face, revealing an incredibly beautiful face with picturesque features. Then, she took a tally pen and came to Amamiya Natsuki's side, then looked at the Female Ghost and smiled:

"Sorry, I'm an undercover agent."

"Three years and another three years, I finally have a chance to switch sides."

"Who are you?" The pervert Female Ghost said in disbelief, "I've never seen you before."

Fujiwara Chika's smile was bright: "Shimizu-nee, good evening."

The Female Ghost passenger who had just switched sides was, of course, Mrs. Shimizu.

Amamiya Natsuki found that Mrs. Shimizu was surprisingly useful, unlike the Evil Spirit Repelling Aura, which could only be used in reality. She could enter the game with him, similar to a pet in a regular online game.

In addition, he could share equipment with Mrs. Shimizu, just like the tally pen that could only write tally marks.

Finally, he could communicate telepathically with Mrs. Shimizu, with excellent confidentiality, but as a trade-off, Mrs. Shimizu's stamina would rapidly deplete... it wasn't full before, and now her body was even more blurred.

In collection

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