"Sayu-chan, Shoko-chan, the clothes were already received last night. Let's go to the room to change... Eh?" Kitagawa Marin quickly noticed the subtle atmosphere in the room and tilted her head curiously, "Why do you two feel a bit strange today?"
In the state of passive possession, Marin was completely unaware of what happened last night.
"No." Sayu quickly showed a smile, "Maybe I didn't rest well last night."
Komi shook her head even more, turning into a silent gourd again.
Sayu changed the subject, "Let's hurry to the room to change. I'm curious what they look like."
"I've already seen them; they're super pretty." Kitagawa Marin put her hands on her hips, "You two follow me... Natsuki, you play by yourself in the living room."
"You all go ahead."
Amamiya Natsuki nodded, sat on the sofa, watched TV for a while, felt little interest, so he took out his phone and sent a message to Juju.
"Marin said you caught a cold and a fever?"
"..."
The message was read quickly, but there was no reply.
Amamiya Natsuki: "Reading and not replying is the worst thing."
Juju: "...Get out, I don't want to talk right now."
No matter what messages Amamiya Natsuki sent next, Juju read them but didn't reply.
It was confirmed.
Yesterday night, Juju was definitely one of the girls who had been possessed.
Otherwise, there was no way to explain why her attitude had changed so drastically today, and why she didn't even want to reply to messages.
Amamiya Natsuki put away his phone and quickly made up his mind.
In the future, he must not use the Possession Skill indiscriminately... a single mistake could cause a disaster!
Girls always take a long time to change clothes.
It took a full half an hour before the three girls emerged from the bedroom.
The characters they were cosplaying were all from Redo of Healer; the senpai cosplayed Princess Freya, and Juju cosplayed the Wolf Tribe Girl Setsuna, but unfortunately, neither of them had come today.
"Natsuki, how do these clothes look?"
Kitagawa Marin proudly lifted her chin, spread her arms, and spun around in front of Amamiya Natsuki, boldly displaying her outfit.
Amamiya Natsuki gave a thumbs up and commented:
"Super cute."
"Eh heh~"
Receiving praise, Marin's pretty face beamed even brighter, already comparable to the sunlight outside the room.
Wearing her favorite cosplay uniform.
Being praised by her beloved boyfriend.
Having good sisters who were cosplaying with her.
These three joys combined made her 100% happy.
However, Sayu and Shoko were a bit different.
Sayu was fine; after her initial shyness, she had already recovered and showed almost no signs of abnormality, happily asking for praise as well.
But the the timid girl couldn't do it.
She was naturally a super shy person, and yesterday night, inadvertently stepping into the adult world had caused a world-shattering impact on her young mind. Standing in front of Amamiya Natsuki now, she simply couldn't relax.
"Hmm… this won't do."
Kitagawa Marin also noticed this.
Of course, after putting on beautiful cosplay, she wanted to take photos to preserve them; even if she didn't upload them online, she wanted to take them for her own enjoyment, and Amamiya Natsuki was undoubtedly the photographer.
However, during the photoshoot, Marin quickly realized that Shoko was super shy, her limbs stiff, unwilling to try any poses, and the culprit making Shoko shy was undoubtedly Amamiya Natsuki.
Kitagawa Marin puffed out her cheeks: "We can't take pictures like this."
"S-sorry…"
Komi lowered her head apologetically.
"It's not Shoko's fault." Kitagawa Marin's eyes shifted, looking towards Amamiya Natsuki, and she put her hands on her hips, saying, "I'll take the pictures instead, Natsuki, give me the camera."
Amamiya Natsuki nodded, handed the camera to Marin, and then calmly said:
"It seems Shoko can't relax at all when I'm here… How about this, you guys take pictures first, and I'll go out for a stroll. I can also check on Juju's condition.
If her cold is serious, I'll help treat her so she can recover quickly."
"I'll also bring Setsuna's cosplay uniform over." Kitagawa Marin agreed, went into the room, and brought out the cosplay uniform. "Let Juju try it on first; if there are any ill-fitting parts, we can adjust them. Just like a moment ago, Shoko's chest was a bit too big…"
"D-don't say it!"
The the timid girl's pretty face flushed crimson, and she quickly interrupted him.
"I won't say it, I won't say it." Kitagawa Marin quickly covered her lips.
Amamiya Natsuki took the clothes and said nonchalantly:
"Then it's settled, you guys take pictures first, and I'll go visit Juju."
"…"
After bidding farewell to the three girls, Amamiya Natsuki stepped out of Marin's house and walked downstairs.
He didn't need to ask where Juju lived, because he had been there before and remembered the address clearly.
The journey was silent.
Twenty minutes later.
Amamiya Natsuki had arrived at Juju's doorstep and raised his hand to press the doorbell.
Dong dong dong…
Footsteps quickly sounded from behind the door.
Then Juju's voice came from behind the door, asking:
"Who is it?"
Her vigilance was good; she knew not to easily open the door to strangers.
Amamiya Natsuki lowered his voice and said:
"Hello, I'm a delivery person from Kuroneko Express. Your package has arrived, please sign for it."
"Strange, when did I buy a package… Could it be my sister?"
Juju wondered as she opened the door and looked out.
"Juju-sama, this is your package, please sign for it."
Amamiya Natsuki held up the clothes in his hand and said with a smile.
"…"
Seeing Amamiya Natsuki outside the door, Juju's small face suddenly flushed, and she tried to close the door without a word.
Unfortunately, Amamiya Natsuki had anticipated this, quickly reached out to prop open the door, and said earnestly:
"Please sign for your package."
"I don't want it!" Juju gritted her teeth, her small face flushed, "Get out!"
"No." Amamiya Natsuki used force on his hand, pushing the door open little by little. "I promised Marin that I would personally deliver these clothes to you. A person should always keep their word."
Juju was certainly no match in terms of strength, and the door was quickly pushed open by Amamiya Natsuki.
"Stupid Natsuki, you're trespassing!" Juju's small face was crimson, and she looked up, threatening fiercely, "I'll call the police, I'm calling the police!"
Amamiya Natsuki was not afraid at all, and smiled:
"Coming to my girlfriend's house, even the police have no right to interfere, do they?"
"Pfft!"
Juju lightly spat, glaring at him in embarrassment: "I never agreed to be your girlfriend!"
He actually did that kind of thing with Marin last night… Unforgivable!
Completely unforgivable!
Amamiya Natsuki looked down, his face showing a shocked expression as he said:
"We've kissed, we've hugged, and now you're saying you won't take responsibility?"
"Shameless!"
Juju clenched her small fists in anger, unable to resist punching Amamiya Natsuki in the stomach.
You're the scumbag who's two-timing, how dare you say others aren't taking responsibility!
Small fists rained down on Amamiya Natsuki's stomach, but it didn't hurt at all.
Amamiya Natsuki took the opportunity to squeeze into the entryway, then slammed the door shut.
Seeing that the situation was already decided, Juju cautiously retreated half a step, one hand covering her chest, the other covering her skirt, and warned:
"Give me the package, I'll sign for it immediately, and then you leave quickly!"
Amamiya Natsuki earnestly handed over the clothes and said seriously:
"Sign for it first."
"Hmph."
Juju lightly snorted, took the clothes, and then said: "I've signed for it, now leave quickly."
Amamiya Natsuki said unhurriedly:
"Actually, there's one more thing."
Juju became even more vigilant, keeping her distance from Amamiya Natsuki, and cautiously asked:
"What is it?"
Amamiya Natsuki didn't mind, and said slowly:
"Marin said you have a fever and a cold, and asked me to come over and help treat you."
"No treatment needed!" Juju quickly said, "It's just a small cold, I'll be fine tomorrow!"
Actually, she didn't have a cold or a fever at all.
It was just that her brain had completely shut down last night, and after waking up, she really didn't know how to face Marin and Amamiya Natsuki today… Shame, it was just super shameful.
Amamiya Natsuki shook his head and said:
"Whether you're sick or not, you don't get to decide."
Juju said angrily:
"If I don't get to decide, who does?"
"The thermometer decides." Amamiya Natsuki took half a step forward. "Your face is so red, you're clearly in a feverish state. Let me take your temperature."
"Pfft!"
Juju glared at him vigilantly, "Get out, I can take it myself!"
Amamiya Natsuki sighed and said:
"A fever definitely needs treatment. I'm very worried about you like this."
Juju retorted:
"I don't have a fever!"
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"If you don't have a fever, why is your face so red?"
Juju: "…"
Should she reveal that she possessed Marin last night and was taken advantage of for a whole hour?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Even if the Trisolarans invaded and the world ended, she would take the secret of last night to her grave!
"Wait…"
Juju suddenly remembered something.
Did Stupid Natsuki know she had been possessed last night?
Marin's message this morning was the same as usual, so she probably didn't know she was possessed, but what about Stupid Natsuki?
Did he already know?
Juju was deep in thought when she suddenly heard a light hum from the hallway outside. Her small face changed slightly, and she quickly grabbed Amamiya Natsuki's right hand, saying rapidly:
"Oh no, my sister is back, quickly hide!"
Running to the room door, Juju stopped again, looked at Amamiya Natsuki with disdain, and whispered:
"No, I won't let you into my room."
Amamiya Natsuki raised his hand and promised:
"I promise not to mess up your room."
"Pah!"
Juju was both embarrassed and angry. Her small hand pinched Amamiya Natsuki's waist hard, and she said indignantly, "I mean, you're covered in so much sweat, what are you thinking about?!"
Amamiya Natsuki said innocently, "It's so hot, it's normal to sweat, right?"
"Hmph~" Juju snorted softly. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she gritted her teeth, pulled Amamiya Natsuki, and ran towards the bathroom. "You hide inside the bathroom first."
Amamiya Natsuki didn't object and obediently let Juju pull him into the bathroom.
"Hide well," Juju warned in a low voice. "Don't make a sound, and don't let Shinju find you."
So it's just your sister, why do you have to be so sneaky?!
Amamiya Natsuki nodded, covering his mouth to show he understood.
Click.
As they spoke, the door quickly opened.
Then, footsteps pounded directly towards the bathroom.
"Shinju, you're back?"
Juju called out from the bathroom.
"Huh, is older sister in the bathroom?"
A soft, weak voice quickly sounded from outside the door, sounding somewhat similar to Shoko's voice.
Amamiya Natsuki had never really met Juju's sister. He had only seen a childhood photo of her in Juju's room and didn't know what she looked like now.
"Older sister, when are you coming out?" Shinju said softly and weakly. "It's so hot outside, and I'm covered in sweat. I want to take a bath."
"Wait, wait a moment..." Juju bit her lip, her mind racing. "I'm also taking a bath. You go eat some ice cream first and wait for me."
"Oh," Shinju replied, then asked doubtfully, "Older sister, why don't I hear any water sounds when you're taking a bath?"
"Stare––"
Juju had no choice but to turn and look at Amamiya Natsuki.
"Understood."
Amamiya Natsuki nodded slightly, indicating he understood, and then turned on the shower in the bathroom.
Whoosh.
Warm water quickly poured down.
Juju breathed a sigh of relief and stood at the bathroom door, saying, "I just came in and took off my clothes; I'm about to start showering."
"Oh..." Shinju suddenly said, "By the way, older sister, why don't we take a bath together?"
"No!"
Juju immediately refused.
Stupid Natsuki is inside the bathroom, how could I possibly take a bath with you?!
It's fine if I get caught, but I will absolutely not let you fall into his clutches!
The sister's voice outside the door sounded a little wronged: "Ever since I entered junior high, older sister hasn't been willing to take a bath with me, even though we used to take a bath together every day when we were little."
Why don't I bathe with you? Don't you know in your heart?
Juju bit her lip lightly, recalling her sister's figure. Despite being a junior high student, her development surpassed most high schoolers. Marin, the senpai, Shoko, and others were all no match for her sister.
Bathing is for relaxation; seeing such excessive fat, it's impossible to relax!
"Shinju, you go eat ice cream first. I'll be done very soon," Juju comforted her. "It's already hot, and taking a bath together would be uncomfortable."
"Alright then, older sister, you go take a bath first."
The sister outside the door agreed disappointedly, then turned and left.
"Phew..."
Hearing the footsteps outside the door fade away, Juju couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then she turned around to look at Amamiya Natsuki, preparing to discuss how to leave.
"Eh eh eh?!"
However, upon seeing Amamiya Natsuki behind her, Juju's small face instantly flushed red, and she shyly averted her gaze, saying, "Stupid Natsuki, what are you doing taking off your clothes?!"
Amamiya Natsuki said as a matter of course, "Didn't you just tell me to take off my clothes and take a bath?"
Juju said angrily, "I never said that!"
"Then maybe I misheard," Amamiya Natsuki said without changing his expression. "I'll take a bath first. You don't want my sweat to dirty your room, do you?"
Juju turned her small face back again and said shyly, "Don't go to my room. Just leave using Dark Shadow."
"I can't," Amamiya Natsuki shook his head. "It's been two days since I saw Kaguya, so the copied Dark Shadow has disappeared."
Juju furrowed her small brows and said, "Then how are you going to get out?"
"I have a way; I promise your sister won't find out," Amamiya Natsuki whispered. "You help me scrub my back first, and I'll tell you after I'm done."
"Huh?!"
Juju's eyes widened in disbelief.
Not only is this guy brazenly taking a bath, but he's actually ordering me to help scrub his back?
My fists are hardening!
My fists are hardening!
"Hurry up," Amamiya Natsuki sat down on the small stool and looked at Juju. "I don't know which towel to use."
"...Damn it!"
Juju had no choice but to swallow her anger and come behind Amamiya Natsuki.
Of course, her sister's and mother's towels couldn't be used by Stupid Natsuki; it would be too unsanitary. Even if her mother and sister didn't know, it still wasn't allowed.
As for her father's towel...
Juju looked at a gray towel, hesitated for a moment, then looked away.
Her father's towel had been used for a long time and hadn't been replaced; it felt a bit unsanitary... Better not.
After much thought, Juju finally picked up a pink towel and knelt beside Amamiya Natsuki.
There was no other way; she could only use her own towel.
"Juju, your clothes are going to get wet," Amamiya Natsuki said with concern. "Why don't you take off your clothes?"
"Pah!"
Juju gave him a disgusted look.
Are you really concerned about whether my clothes get wet?
I'm too embarrassed to expose you!
Amamiya Natsuki enjoyed Juju's back-scrubbing service while saying unhurriedly, "You just said you were taking a bath. If you go out with dry hair, your sister will suspect you, right?"
Juju said with disdain, "I can just say I didn't wash my hair, can't I?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked over in shock: "You can take a bath without washing your hair?"
"Of course you can!" Juju couldn't help but complain, "What are you so shocked about?!"
Girls, when they take a bath, don't necessarily wash their hair. And they don't necessarily wash their hair at home; some choose to go to a barbershop, not for a haircut, but just to wash their hair.
Amamiya Natsuki whispered, "Even if your hair can be fooled, if you just finished bathing, you can't possibly be dressed perfectly, can you?"
"..."
Juju's back-scrubbing motion paused slightly.
That was true.
After bathing at home, she definitely wouldn't put on clothes immediately. At most, she'd wear pajamas; a dress was out of the question. If she went out like that, her sister might really suspect something.
Amamiya Natsuki turned around to help: "To keep your sister from suspecting, let's just bathe together."
Slap.
Juju slapped his hand away: "Don't touch me! I don't want to bathe with you."
Amamiya Natsuki said, "I'll help you scrub your back."
Juju: "No need, I can wash myself!"
Amamiya Natsuki reminded her, "Keep your voice down; don't let your sister hear."
Juju: "..."
You're the one who barged in uninvited; you should be the one being careful!
Amidst the pushing and pulling, Juju's attitude quickly softened.
The bathroom was hot, and she had said she was taking a bath. If she went out wearing a dress, she would indeed be suspected, so... she could only take a quick wash.
"Come and sit down," Amamiya Natsuki patted the small stool. "I'll help you scrub your back."
"No need."
Juju snorted lightly. While her mouth said no, her body was very honest, and she sat on the small stool with a blush.
It was fine to let Stupid Natsuki scrub her back; she couldn't be the only one working hard while he enjoyed himself.
Amamiya Natsuki picked up the towel and began to wipe Juju's snow-white, doll-like back, asking as he did so, "How's the pressure?"
Juju hummed softly: "A bit too much."
"Then I'll use a little less force," Amamiya Natsuki obediently adjusted his strength.
Juju subconsciously closed her eyes. She had to admit, having Stupid Natsuki scrub her back felt quite nice.
But after a short while, Juju suddenly opened her eyes and turned her head in embarrassment:
"Your hand!!"