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

Amamiya Natsuki sat down in a chair and started playing on her phone.

A moment later, the door was quickly pushed open, and Fujiwara Chika peeked out, revealing half of her pretty face, and whispered:

"Natsuki-kun, you can go now."

Amamiya Natsuki put away her phone, walked out of the room, and followed Chika into the next room with a swagger.

The two sisters have very similar tastes and styles; their rooms are both pink and full of cuteness.

Against the wall was a bed, and lying side by side on it were two little girls dressed in pajamas and wearing black eye masks. They were Mengye and Xiaohua.

"Sister, what were you doing when you went out just now?" Fujiwara Moeha asked curiously.

"Go back to your room to get something." Fujiwara Chika replied, winking at Amamiya Natsuki. "Natsuki-san, the rest is up to you."

Natsuki Amamiya nodded and walked to the bedside.

"I'm going to begin purifying the curse," Fujiwara Chika said, hands on her hips. "I've already told you the precautions: don't move around, and don't take off your blindfolds, understand?"

"I heard you," Xiaohua replied weakly.

"I'm very curious," Fujiwara Moeha asked, her curiosity piqued. "Sister, why do you wear an eye patch?"

"These are the rules, don't ask so many questions," Fujiwara Chika urged. "Lift up your pajamas and show your bellies."

The two little girls obediently did as instructed.

next second.

The white snow and red plum blossoms almost caught Amamiya Natsuki's eye; the skin of the two junior high school girls was dazzlingly white under the light.

"Eh? Eh? Eh?" Fujiwara Chika exclaimed in surprise, quickly covering Amamiya Natsuki's eyes. "Moeha, what are you doing!"

Fujiwara Moeha's voice was innocent: "Didn't my older sister tell me to take off my pajamas?"

"I meant for you to show your belly!" Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but shout, "I didn't mean for you to take off your pajamas!"

"We're all girls, what's the big deal?" Fujiwara Moeha said dismissively. "It's so hot, it'll be cooler to take it off."

If it's just a girl, then there's really no problem.

But there's a boy in the room. If you two keep acting like this, you'll never be able to get married!

"No, that won't do," Fujiwara Chika shouted. "Hurry up and button up your pajamas, just make sure your belly is showing."

"My sister is such a hassle," Fujiwara Moeha complained while buttoning her pajamas. "You sleep naked every day, and I've never seen you be shy about it."

Upon hearing this, Natsuki Amamiya looked at Chika and gestured with his eyes: "Your hobbies are great, keep it up."

Fujiwara Chika's pretty face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but turn pale: "You saw everything just now, didn't you?"

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Natsuki Amamiya refused to admit it.

Moe is alright; she inherited the Fujiwara family's good genes and is broad-minded. As for her best friend, Hana... I always feel that the child will suffer in the future.

Of course, they are still junior high school students, and their potential may not have been fully realized yet, so it is too early to draw conclusions.

Under Chika's watchful gaze, Amamiya Natsuki kept his eyes down, his mind as still as water. He sat down again by the bed, then dipped his right index finger in the solution and gently touched the soft, snow-white abdomen of the middle school girl.

"what……"

A soft exclamation escaped her lips.

"Hana, what's wrong?" Fujiwara Moeha asked hurriedly.

"I...I'm fine..." the junior high school girl stammered. "Chika-senpai's fingers were so cold, it startled me...but...why do her fingers look so thick?"

Chapter 539 Isn't it normal for girls to have crushes on boys?

"Xiaohua, don't move. It's just ordinary liquid. Just hold on for a while."

Fujiwara Chika gave her instructions.

"I, I know..."

The elementary school girl responded weakly.

"Natsuki-kun, you can continue now." Fujiwara Chika quietly patted Amamiya Natsuki on the shoulder, giving her a meaningful look.

"Ah."

Amamiya Natsuki took out a tissue and wiped away the strange liquid on the middle school girl's stomach before continuing the occult ritual.

This elementary school girl is very thin. Although her waist is extremely thin, you can clearly see two rows of ribs when she lies down, which makes people shake their heads.

Natsuki Amamiya genuinely believes that chubby girls are definitely cuter.

The occult symbol is something resembling a six-pointed star. It's quite complicated to draw, and you can't stop while drawing it. The symbol is quite large, but the abdomen isn't enough; you have to extend it upwards a bit.

Under the watchful eye of Fujiwara Chika, Amamiya Natsuki kept his eyes down, his mind completely still, and steadily drew his finger upwards, ensuring that he would not overstep any boundaries.

Unfortunately, the junior high school girl couldn't hold on.

"what……"

Cool fingers traced across her lower abdomen, extending down to below her breasts, causing the junior high school girl to gasp softly and instinctively twist her body.

The mystical pattern under Amamiya Natsuki's fingers came to an abrupt halt, and he turned to look at Chika with a sense of helplessness.

"It failed again." Fujiwara Chika covered her forehead. "Chika, don't move around."

"I'm so sorry..." the junior high school girl apologized pitifully, "It was so itchy just now... I couldn't help it..."

“Just like her sister, Xiaohua is a 'naked sleeper' at home,” Fujiwara Moeha said from the side. “It’s okay if she takes off her pajamas.”

"no!"

Fujiwara Chika flatly rejected the idea, leaving no room for discussion.

Boys are right here. If you take off your pajamas, you'll never be able to get married!

"Hana, hang in there a little longer. Even if it hurts, you have to bear it," Fujiwara Chika could only comfort her. "It'll be over soon... You don't want to keep having nightmares tonight, do you?"

"I see."

The elementary school girl took a deep breath, opened her mouth and bit the pillow, "Sister Chika, you can continue."

Natsuki Amamiya remained silent throughout, wiping the liquid off the junior high school girl's stomach with a tissue, and continued drawing the antidote.

"Sister, I'm so bored." Fujiwara Moeha squirmed beside her. "I want to gossip."

Fujiwara Chika was equally bored, standing to the side with nothing to do: "What gossip?"

Fujiwara Moeha's opening line was a devastating blow: "Does my older sister like my senpai?"

Upon hearing this, Natsuki Amamiya turned to look at Secretary Chika.

"Eh? Eh? Eh?" Faced with the stare, Fujiwara Chika's pretty face quickly turned red. "N-Of course I don't like it!"

It would be one thing if there were only two people, but how could they possibly admit it in front of their sister's best friend and Natsuki!

I'm a person who cares about my reputation too!

"Hmph, you said it yourself, big sister." Fujiwara Moeha snorted twice. "Then I won't be polite."

"What do you mean?"

"I like my senior, and I think he's a good man."

Fujiwara Moeha's voice was clear and crisp, and she said something surprising:

"My senior is getting more and more handsome. Every time he smiles, it makes my heart race. His voice is so pleasant. He's the top student in the grade, even better than Kaguya-nee. I secretly saw him during swimming class. He even has eight-pack abs. That night, he even stepped in to save me... Is it wrong to like my senior?"

Amamiya Natsuki suddenly felt a little guilty, she really didn't expect that she had so many advantages.

Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but retort:

"You don't actually like him, you're just lusting after his body!"

Fujiwara Moeha argued vehemently:

"Why should only boys be able to desire girls' bodies? It's perfectly normal for girls to desire boys too, isn't it?"

It's perfectly reasonable and there's absolutely nothing wrong with it.

“It’s not just me,” Fujiwara Moeha continued, “Many girls in the class say they like the senior, and Hana said she likes him too.”

"Woo..."

A middle school girl felt ashamed and cried out after her best friend exposed her secret.

Amamiya Natsuki remained calm, her mind as still as water.

Zhu Zhu is fine; she's just a little short. Actually, it's already legal, so even if she accidentally gets pregnant one day, no one will point fingers at her.

Junior high school students are absolutely not allowed.

This is a principle, a red line that cannot be crossed.

Fujiwara Moeha continued:

"If my sister doesn't like my senior, then Xiaohua and I will launch our offensive against him!"

“No way.” Fujiwara Chika coughed twice and quickly said, “You don’t know, the president is extremely unhygienic. He often picks his toes in the office.”

Hey, that's going too far! You're completely slandering someone's innocence out of thin air!

"It's okay, as long as you wash your hands frequently, senior." Fujiwara Moeha didn't mind at all. "When my dad's home, he often picks his toes, and after he picks them, he likes to smell them."

From a biological perspective, the habit of smelling your body after picking at it is genetically determined and can be used to check for diseases. To be honest, there's nothing shameful about it.

at the same time.

Natsuki Amamiya finally finished the last stroke of her drawing.

As the six-pointed star pattern was fully revealed, a faint light appeared, followed by the evaporation of eerie black mist.

"Well--"

The junior high school girl suddenly straightened up, as if she were a fish that had been thrown onto the shore.

"Chika, what's wrong?" Fujiwara Chika asked hurriedly.

The elementary school girl was still wearing an eye patch, her voice trembling slightly: