Miss Kaguya Wants My Surrender

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"…Ketchup?"

Shinomiya Kaguya was surprised, reaching out a finger to curiously dab it, her eyes widening slightly, "It really is ketchup… Why would someone use ketchup as a weapon?"

"To be precise, it should be a vengeful spirit." Amamiya Natsuki corrected, "I'm also very curious what kind of vengeful spirit uses ketchup as a weapon. Wasting food is a very excessive act."

"Don't talk about wasting food at a time like this." Shinomiya Kaguya couldn't help but glare at him, her pink lips slightly pursed. "…How is Fujiwara doing now?"

In the eyes of Miss Ice Princess, besides Amamiya Natsuki and Fujiwara Chika, everyone else was unimportant.

"The three of them hid in the room ahead." Amamiya Natsuki lowered his voice. "I'll check the situation outside first."

Amamiya Natsuki went behind the door, first listened to the sounds outside, and after confirming there was no sound, quietly opened the door a crack and vigilantly looked out.

The Corridor was empty.

The Headless Knight and the vengeful spirit maid from earlier were all gone.

Amamiya Natsuki cautiously stepped out half a step, with half his foot on the Corridor, and was not attacked by ketchup again.

"The vengeful spirits seem to have left. To be safe, let's wait a bit longer… Hmm?"

Amamiya Natsuki suddenly reacted mid-sentence.

Why had there been no sound from behind him since earlier?

Quickly turning around, Amamiya Natsuki found no one behind him.

In the eerie, dim room, it had become empty at some point, and Shinomiya Kaguya had silently disappeared.

So… where did she go?

You looked closely and your future wife mysteriously disappeared in the secret room…

Hey, hey, there's no need for a hint like this!

After analysis and deduction, you determined that there is no superpower setting for spatial transfer in the game.

"I'm really not sure." Amamiya Natsuki pressed his fingers to his brow, his gaze slowly scanning the entire room. "No spatial transfer, so she's still in the room?"

"Is she invisible?"

"Or is there another secret room within this room?"

"Or…"

Amamiya Natsuki silently raised his head and looked towards the ceiling, where an Ice Princess, wrapped in spiderwebs, with her mouth sealed, and only teary eyes visible, appeared.

Alright, she wasn't there.

The ceiling was empty, with nothing on it.

"It seems it's not a horror story, but a mystery to solve?" Amamiya Natsuki clenched his right fist and lightly tapped his left palm. "This is Fujiwara Chika's favorite detective segment."

The room was not large, with only a head-sized window that had finger-thick iron bars welded onto it. Inside, there was only a bed, a chair, a simple wardrobe against the wall, and a portrait of a lady with an unclear face pasted on the wall.

Amamiya Natsuki walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and indeed, it was empty except for a faded blue uniform with the number 37921 on the left chest.

Beside the pillow on the bed, there was a book. Amamiya Natsuki picked it up and found it was a Bible. When he opened it, a line of text was written on the flyleaf.

"You know, some birds are not meant to be caged, their feathers shine with the glow of freedom."

After careful recollection, you successfully recalled the source of this sentence.

"No need for careful recollection." Amamiya Natsuki closed the book and walked to the portrait hanging on the wall. "The game is playing like this, the infringement suspicion is too heavy."

He casually lifted the portrait, and a passage wide enough for a person to crawl through appeared before Amamiya Natsuki.

"I hope there's no chocolate sauce when I crawl out."

Amamiya Natsuki turned his head to glance at the door. Fujiwara Chika hadn't come over yet, clearly she had also encountered trouble.

Crawling into the passage, Amamiya Natsuki moved forward along it and soon saw a glimmer of light, followed by a downward exit.

"It should be a room on the second floor…"

Amamiya Natsuki pondered silently, then leaned into the exit and looked down. The room below was dimly lit, with a faint candle flickering on the wall, and he could vaguely see an iron cage in the corner of the room.

Through careful observation, you found no danger below.

"Very good."

Amamiya Natsuki jumped down with peace of mind, landing steadily on the ground, and then observed the room's environment.

The next moment.

Amamiya Natsuki looked in shock at the iron cage in the corner.

Inside the square black iron cage, an Ice Princess was kneeling on the ground in a duck-sitting pose, her hands bound by iron chains, and surprisingly, there was a strange black collar around her neck.

What the hell?

How did she turn into a distressed slave princess in the blink of an eye?

Seeing Amamiya Natsuki jump down, Shinomiya Kaguya's eyes lit up. "I'm here."

Amamiya Natsuki walked to the iron cage, half-crouched down, and looked at Miss Ice Princess inside the cage, unable to help but laugh, "How did you end up in the cage?"

"Don't laugh!"

Miss Ice Princess's pretty face was crimson, filled with shame.

Amamiya Natsuki nodded, "I'll try to hold it in."

"It was my shadow." Shinomiya Kaguya bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her eyes misty. "My shadow suddenly moved, and my body lost control. It lifted that painting and crawled into the passage."

Miss Ice Princess's voice was aggrieved, "After coming down, the shadow controlled my body and then walked into the iron cage."

"So…" Amamiya Natsuki mused, "You locked yourself in?"

Shinomiya Kaguya: "…"

Looking at Miss Ice Princess biting her lower lip and turning her head away, not wanting to speak, Amamiya Natsuki laughed again.

No way.

He really wanted to take a picture with his phone.

A pet Miss in a cage, something completely impossible to see in reality.

Shinomiya Kaguya lightly bit her silver teeth, "…Schadenfreude!"

"Sorry."

Amamiya Natsuki apologized sincerely, but he would do it again next time.

Schadenfreude is human nature.

"Quickly open the cage and let me out." Shinomiya Kaguya widened her eyes, already almost unable to control her Dumbfounded Miss attributes.

Humiliation!

The shame of a lifetime!

Both of them were in the room, so why was only she controlled by her shadow and then locked herself in the cage?

This is unfair!

"Where's the key?"

Amamiya Natsuki checked the iron lock on the cage; it was thick and heavy, clearly impossible to twist open with brute force.

"I don't know." Shinomiya Kaguya shook her head. "There seem to be a lot of keys on that table, could you see if there are any?"

"Mm."

Amamiya Natsuki stood up and looked at the wooden table next to the iron cage.

There were indeed many keys on the table, but something else attracted Amamiya Natsuki's attention even more.

A black leather whip…

Amamiya Natsuki extended his right hand and picked up an object next to the whip, roughly the size of a car key, with a silver-white metallic design, completely different in style from the other items on the table.

"What is this?"

Amamiya Natsuki picked up the 'key' and observed it from left to right, very curious.

Seeing the 'key' in Amamiya Natsuki's hand, Shinomiya Kaguya's eyes quickly widened.

That was… a strange item from a manga?

Although she had never seen the real thing, the design style was exactly the same.

Why would it appear in the game?

"Wait, wait… Don't press it…"

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