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"Wait—"
Amamiya Natsuki suddenly reacted, his eyebrows slightly raised, "You felt something?"
Mrs. Shimizu's smile was pleasant and sweet, clearly in an excellent mood: "I did feel pain just now."
Ghosts have no physical body, so they cannot feel pain, cold, drowsiness, fatigue, etc.
The reason Mrs. Shimizu liked Yurikawa Hana was because she could feel warmth from Yurikawa.
Her constant addiction to her phone was mainly due to the emptiness in her soul.
But now, she clearly felt the existence of pain, an experience she had never had before, which was so captivating. If ghosts had tears, she might have already been crying tears of joy.
"Regaining the sense of pain should be related to Midnight Theater?"
Amamiya Natsuki immediately understood.
"Apparently so. Besides pain, other senses might have also recovered." Mrs. Shimizu's eyes sparkled, "Natsuki-kun, I want to eat!"
The Old Master said, "Food and sex are human nature." The desire to eat is the most basic and powerful.
Although Mrs. Shimizu could temporarily condense a body and perform the act of eating, anything she put into her mouth had no taste, truly like chewing wax.
Now, thinking that her appetite might have returned, she naturally couldn't hold back.
"Here."
Amamiya Natsuki nodded, took out a piece of bread and a box of milk.
When he first entered Midnight Theater, he had already tested it; the game backpack could be opened in the Theater.
"Mmm…"
As the bread entered her mouth, Mrs. Shimizu couldn't help but narrow her eyes, emitting an extremely pleasant hum.
Amamiya Natsuki's eye twitched slightly.
She was too good at this.
This ghost Mrs. Shimizu was truly too good at this.
Amamiya Natsuki had only one thought now.
As long as she was cute, even if she was a ghost Mrs. Shimizu, it was fine…
"…Stop it immediately!"
Amamiya Natsuki took a deep breath, quickly stopping the dangerous thoughts in his mind.
If the Miss Sheltered Ojou-sama found out, a mother-daughter bowl was definitely impossible, but the possibility of being executed like a dog was quite high.
"The taste of milk and bread, I finally remember it again…"
Mrs. Shimizu took another sip of milk, an extremely joyful expression appearing on her pretty face. She extended the tip of her tongue, lightly licking her lips, a particularly alluring movement, "…Super delicious."
Amamiya Natsuki was about to speak when he suddenly felt a gaze secretly looking at him. He turned his head and saw the little girl anxiously looking down at her toes.
Plop.
Amamiya Natsuki's hand loosened, and a bag of bread fell to the ground.
"Alice." Amamiya Natsuki picked up the bread, looked down at the little girl, "Did you drop the bread in your left hand, or the milk in your right hand?"
The little girl timidly looked up, shaking her head and softly saying:
"Alice didn't drop the bread, nor the milk."
"Very good, honest children get a reward." Amamiya Natsuki smiled, "Both the milk and bread are yours."
"Th-that…"
"Eat quickly."
"Thank you, Master!"
"…"
The little girl took the bread and milk, thanking him gratefully.
Being able to sell matches on the street, she wasn't actually stupid or clumsy. The little girl held up the food in her hand and bravely said:
"Master, let's eat together?"
"When sleeping at night, I never eat anything except water."
"Then Alice… will eat tomorrow?"
You're a ghost, you don't even have teeth, what are you brushing your teeth for!
"Keep eating."
"Oh."
The little girl said she would eat tomorrow, but the reluctant expression on her small face was clearly overflowing.
Although she had only been a ghost for a short time and hadn't experienced the "empty, lonely, and cold" feeling like Mrs. Shimizu, she had never eaten proper food. The combination of milk and bread was already a deliciousness she had never encountered.
Amamiya Natsuki even wondered if taking out a box of instant noodles now would cause her a dimensionality reduction attack.
The little girl received the command and continued to eat, her mouth quickly puffing up like a hamster.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Shimizu had already finished eating. Her beautiful eyes shifted, looking towards Amamiya Natsuki, her voice enchanting:
"Natsuki-kun, I want more milk."
Amamiya Natsuki was expressionless: "Please be more moderate."
"No." Mrs. Shimizu extended her delicate hand, gently tugging at Amamiya Natsuki's shorts, "As a Master, you have a responsibility to feed your Guardian Spirit."
"There's none left, not a single drop."
"…"
At this moment, the eerie voice suddenly rang out again.
"One, two, three… Red Light, Green Light!"
This voice appeared directly in the air. Miko was suddenly woken up. Fortunately, she had experience from the previous times and instinctively tensed her body, not allowing herself to break the rules. After clearly seeing the three people in the room, her eyes widened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her pretty face.
The little girl's cheeks were puffed up high, her body motionless, and a drop of milky white liquid was sliding down the corner of her mouth, clearly because her mouth was completely full and overflowing.
Beside the little girl.
Mrs. Shimizu was kneeling on the ground, her right hand tugging at Amamiya Natsuki's shorts, her face showing a wronged and resentful expression, as if she was suffering merciless oppression.
"Milk… fed…"
Miko recalled the hazy voices she had heard in her daze, and her thoughts involuntarily veered onto a highway exit, her pretty face quickly turning red.
"Cough, cough, cough…"
When the Red Light, Green Light game appeared, the little girl frantically poured all the milk into her mouth. Now, she really couldn't hold on and could only tilt her head back to swallow it.
After breaking the rules, the little girl involuntarily began to take off her clothes, coughing and apologizing at the same time:
"I'm sorry, Master's milk was too much… Master, please don't send Alice away, Alice will definitely drink it all next time, not a single drop will be wasted!"
Miko's pink lips slightly parted, and she finally couldn't help but shout:
"What on earth did you do while I was asleep?!"
"You've watched so many episodes of Conan, you should know that seeing isn't always believing." Amamiya Natsuki was completely unfazed, speaking righteously, "At a time like this, you should question the witness."
Mrs. Shimizu kept her body still, saying, "…Natsuki-kun was feeding me milk, and he said not a single drop was allowed to spill."
The little girl, while taking off her clothes, imitated her: "Alice too."
"…"
Miko silently turned her head, looking at Amamiya Natsuki with narrowed eyes.
"I'm done pretending, I'm coming clean." Amamiya Natsuki chose to give up, "The real culprit is me."
Miko: "…"
After explaining what had happened, Miko was naturally genuinely happy to hear that Mrs. Shimizu had regained the taste of food, saying:
"So, does this mean I don't have to play board games with Hana-chan anymore?"
Amamiya Natsuki complained faintly:
"Now it's not about whether you want to or not, but Yurikawa is enjoying it and can't stop."
Miko gave him a glare, pursed her rosy lips, and raised her hand to tuck the hair from her chest behind her ear. She suddenly paused, then said:
"What will happen if Dad enters the Theater?"
Unlike Mrs. Shimizu, Miko's father was a bound spirit and didn't have a true consciousness. If possible, Miko really hoped her father could become a ghost.
"I don't know." Amamiya Natsuki said softly, "There's still a lot of time, we'll verify it slowly."
"Mm."
"…"
Next was rest time.
However, with the limited edition Red Light, Green Light game, they would occasionally break the rules and be punished.
The night passed without a word.
The next day.
When the first ray of morning light appeared, the entire Theater transformed into a faint blue flame, quickly blurring and twisting, then disappearing.
"We're back."
Amamiya Natsuki reappeared in the living room.
Mrs. Shimizu and Miko were by his side; the little girl remained in the Theater.
"It's already six in the morning."
Miko finally relaxed, plopped down on the sofa like a dried fish, and picked up her phone to check the time, "So tired."
Not physically tired, but mentally exhausted.
The Red Light, Green Light game seemed simple, but there were always times when she accidentally moved. After a night, Miko had completely become a dried fish.
"It's still early." Amamiya Natsuki said, "You can sleep a bit more. I'll wake you up at six thirty."
"No, I'm going back to sleep." Miko, with narrowed eyes, swayed as she got up, "Goodbye!"
"…"
In a flash, it was morning.
Amamiya Natsuki, as usual, walked to school with Miko and Yurikawa Hana, then they parted ways.
After becoming the Student Council President, he had many things to do every day, so there was no time to play board games in the morning.
"President, good morning."
Pushing open the door and entering the Student Council room, Amamiya Natsuki found that Chika had already arrived.
The Cancer of the Earth happily greeted him, her hands behind her back, leaning closer, her beautiful pink eyes sparkling, and her voice charmingly said:
"Natsuki-kun, do you know why I came so early?"
Amamiya Natsuki mused: "Hmm… To wait for me?"
Fujiwara Chika stepped forward half a step, raising her fair chin: "Then why don't you hurry up and say it."
"Alright, I'll confess honestly." Amamiya Natsuki raised his hands, "Last night Moeha invited me to karaoke again."
Fujiwara Chika puffed out her pink cheeks: "That's not what I want to ask!"
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"Then I agreed to Moeha?"
"No!"
Fujiwara Chika immediately denied it.
"Why not?"
"No, absolutely not! Moeha is only a junior high student!" Fujiwara Chika's cheeks puffed out even more, and she extended a slender finger to poke Amamiya Natsuki's waist. "I came early because I wanted to know about the skill... Hurry up and tell me."
"You want to be the first to know?"
"Super much."
Amamiya Natsuki walked to the sofa and sat down: "I didn't rest well last night, and my shoulders are a bit sore."
Fujiwara Chika walked behind the sofa and helped massage his shoulders: "I'll give you a massage."
Amamiya Natsuki then said: "I'm a bit thirsty."
"I'll pour you some tea."
"I didn't rest well last night because of certain things," Amamiya Natsuki continued, "Now I want to replenish my Chika energy."
Fujiwara Chika tilted her head and looked over: "How do you replenish that kind of thing?"
"Contact replenishment." Amamiya Natsuki pointed to his thigh, "For example, let me hold you for a while."
Fujiwara Chika's face showed a sweet smile: "Greedy children will be punished, you know."
"Don't hold back, punish me as much as you want."
"Hmph."
Secretary's curiosity was extremely strong; she was the first to run to the Student Council office this morning because she wanted to know what skill he had learned first.
However, serving tea and water was fine, but replenishing Chika energy was absolutely out of the question.
After chatting for a while, Amamiya Natsuki quickly told Chika about the mushroom master skill. Since she was the first to come, she had to be given preferential treatment.
A moment later.
Shinomiya Kaguya and Tsubame-senpai entered the office together, and Kitagawa Marin also followed to join the fun.
"Natsuki, what's your new skill?"
Succubus Girl raised her right hand, her voice clear, her smile bright and sweet: "Last night, I asked you to tell me, but you deliberately kept me in suspense, only saying half and leaving half. It was super excessive."
"Suspense makes it more anticipated."
"I'm sorry, I don't want any suspense at all."
"..."
After a couple of sentences, Amamiya Natsuki quickly demonstrated his new skill.
"Eh? Eh? Eh?"
Koyasu Tsubame's eyes widened, and her reaction after seeing the skill was exactly the same as Fujiwara Chika's.
"It's actually a mushroom?"
Shinomiya Kaguya couldn't even maintain her composure. Her delicate brows slightly raised, and she immediately recalled what happened in the palace that night. A blush quietly spread across her fair, unadorned face.
"So it's a mushroom, it's very ordinary."
Fujiwara Chika put her hands on her hips, lifted her chin, and having received the leak in advance, she was naturally exceptionally calm.
"I'd call it Mushroom Planting..." Amamiya Natsuki held a mushroom in his hand and looked at Chika, "Since you said it's very ordinary, Chika-chan, would you like to try it?"
Once a new skill is learned, it is naturally necessary to continuously practice to improve proficiency and master various details.
"Absolutely not!" Fujiwara Chika quickly took two steps back, shaking her head like a rattle drum, "I absolutely don't want to experience such an uncomfortable thing a second time!"
"I'll try it."
Kitagawa Marin raised her right hand and stepped forward without hesitation.
She was quite regretful that she couldn't enter the dungeon with them the day before yesterday. Now, seeing the mushroom that all players complained about, she was naturally full of interest and decided to try it herself.
"You're the one."
Amamiya Natsuki nodded, selected Marin as the target, and used the Mushroom Planting skill.
The next moment.
A small mushroom appeared on top of Kitagawa Marin's head.
Information collected successfully.
The Mushroom Planting skill does not distinguish between friend or foe and does not require manual planting. It only requires selecting a target, and the mushroom will automatically appear on top of the target's head.
"Eh, what kind of mushroom is on my head?"
Kitagawa Marin asked curiously.
"I don't know." Amamiya Natsuki shook his head, "One mushroom is stored every hour. Only after it's planted on someone else will the mushroom's attributes appear."
In other words, any of the seven types of mushrooms are possible.
After Amamiya Natsuki finished speaking, he reached out and touched the mushroom on Marin's head: "...Just like Chika, it's a gluttony mushroom."
"It just means you really want to eat, right?" Kitagawa Marin put her hands on her hips, showing a bright smile, and her tone was casual, "It feels very ordinary."
"Marin-chan, you're happy too soon. Eating too much can make you gain weight, you know." Fujiwara Chika sighed, her tone resentful, "I gained two kilos in one night."
Kitagawa Marin's smile instantly froze, as if she had heard a nightmare, and then shattered with a 'crack':
"Gaining two kilos in one day? That's too scary!"
"..."
Amamiya Natsuki held two more mushrooms in his hand and looked at Kaguya and Senpai: "Do you two want to try it again?"
"I don't want to." Shinomiya Kaguya crossed her arms over her chest, adopting a vigilant posture, "Take it away."
Koyasu Tsubame quickly said: "I don't want to either. One such experience is enough."
"I'm very curious," Amamiya Natsuki said, "What's the relationship between mushrooms and personality? Will a person grow different types of mushrooms?"
"It's easy to verify." Miss Sheltered Ojou-sama looked over cautiously, "You can just plant the mushroom on yourself, right?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Kaguya, lowering his voice:
"What if I can't control myself..."
Miss Sheltered Ojou-sama's pretty face quickly flushed red, and she smiled as if nothing had happened: "It's recommended to turn yourself in."
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