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"Don, you're under arrest."
Amamiya Natsuki grabbed the nurse's wrist and pulled her into the restroom.
After a long time, the Seize and Eliminate Evil combo skill reappeared in the world.
The Ice Queen could resist because she was powerful, but a nurse without even a name naturally couldn't; her body instantly stiffened, unable to move.
"You…"
The nurse's eerie crimson eyes darted left and right. Just as she was about to shout, Hayasaka Ai quickly turned around and directly pulled out a bamboo tube, stuffing it into the nurse's mouth.
The shouts instantly turned into low whimpers.
"Get in here."
Amamiya Natsuki used force, dragging the nurse deeper into the restroom.
Immediately after, Shinomiya Kaguya picked up a 'Maintenance in Progress' sign and placed it at the restroom door to prevent anyone from rushing in.
"Don't be scared, we're not bad people."
Fujiwara Chika stood in front of the nurse, her hands on her hips.
"Wuwu…"
The nurse let out low whimpers from her mouth.
"Don't struggle," Amamiya Natsuki said from the side. "We aren't good people either."
"I'm sorry, I'm terribly sorry for tricking you here," Hayasaka Ai said sincerely, pressing her palms together. "As long as you cooperate, we promise not to harm you."
"Exactly," Fujiwara Chika lifted her chin. "We just want the uniform you're wearing."
...
The nurse's eyes widened at the words, her crimson eyes darting around in panic.
Looking left and right, she finally saw a few big words on the faces of Amamiya Natsuki and the other three:
Evil forces.
They were standard evil forces, achieving their goals by any means necessary.
"Hurry up and act," Shinomiya Kaguya said in a low voice, standing at the door with her arms crossed. "Don't waste time."
"Sorry, we'll be taking your uniform."
Fujiwara Chika stepped forward and began to take off the nurse's uniform, with Hayasaka Ai helping beside her.
The uniform jacket was easy to remove, and in no time, it was stripped off by the two girls.
"Should we take off the shirt underneath?"
Fujiwara Chika asked in a low voice.
"Take it off," Hayasaka Ai pursed her pink lips. "If we're changing, we change the whole set, to minimize the possibility of accidents."
"That makes sense."
...
Under the nurse's mortified gaze, Fujiwara Chika and Hayasaka Ai began to remove her inner shirt.
So white.
Her shoulders were so white.
Amamiya Natsuki's gaze fell on the nurse's shoulders.
As the shirt came off, a patch of snow-white skin quickly appeared in the air.
Unfortunately, this whiteness was different from the pure, doll-like whiteness of normal girls; it was a cold, ghastly pale.
Whoosh.
The inner shirt was pulled off by Fujiwara Chika.
"Eh? Eh? Eh?"
Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened as she exclaimed in shock, "Why aren't you wearing a bra?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked over curiously and found that she really wasn't wearing one; it was clear she wasn't a proper nurse.
Shinomiya Kaguya's pretty face tensed: "Natsuki, close your eyes."
Hayasaka Ai followed up:
"Senpai, turn around."
"Now that's a bit much, isn't it?" Amamiya Natsuki complained. "Closing my eyes is fine, but if I turn around, the nurse will go berserk."
To be safe, Amamiya Natsuki did not let go of her, but kept holding the nurse's shoulders, maintaining a suppressive posture—
After all, this nurse was a vengeful spirit and couldn't be judged by normal human thinking. Who knew if she would suddenly lash out and harm someone, so she had to be constantly suppressed.
After stripping her equipment and tying the nurse with a rope, they stuffed her into a cubicle. Shinomiya Kaguya and Fujiwara Chika stayed to guard, while Amamiya Natsuki and Hayasaka went to the Ward.
"Senpai is inside."
The two quickly arrived in front of a Ward, Hayasaka Ai said in a low voice.
There were guards coming and going in the hallway, but Amamiya Natsuki and Hayasaka Ai, one a doctor and the other a nurse, encountered no checks and easily entered the Ward.
"Natsuki!"
Seeing the two enter, a girl in a patient gown sitting on the bed joyfully stood up, her eyes instantly brightening.
It was none other than Tsubame, who had gotten herself caught instead of finding the person she was looking for.
"I'm sorry, Senpai, I'm Doctor Sato," Amamiya Natsuki pointed to the name tag on his chest, saying nonchalantly, "I don't know who you're talking about."
Koyasu Tsubame looked over speechlessly, lowering her voice: "...You just called me Senpai."
Bang.
Hayasaka Ai closed the door, stepped over, pulled out clothes from under her nurse uniform, and said in a low voice:
"Senpai, hurry and change."
"Eh?"
Koyasu Tsubame blinked, quickly understanding, "Disguise myself as a nurse and then escape?"
Amamiya Natsuki said from the side:
"If you don't want to disguise yourself, I can also give you a Dark Shadow, and you can escape like Juju."
...I choose to change clothes.
Hesitating for a second, Koyasu Tsubame quickly made her choice.
Although the ability to transform into a Dark Shadow was powerful, she couldn't bring her clothes with her into the Dark Shadow. After the ability ended, she wouldn't have a single piece of clothing left. No matter how she thought about it, it was too shameful!
"I suddenly discovered a bug in 'One Piece'," Koyasu Tsubame said in a low voice as she took the clothes.
"What?"
"Elementalization allows one to turn into natural elements," Koyasu Tsubame complained. "Why can clothes also elementalize?"
It wasn't that they could, but that they had to elementalize. If they constantly lost their clothes, it wouldn't be a shonen manga, but an 18+ manga!
"Natsuki, turn around," Tsubame looked over, covering her chest. "I'm going to change."
"Don't worry, Senpai," Hayasaka Ai raised her hand. "I'll supervise the perverted Senpai closely and make sure he doesn't peek."
Amamiya Natsuki retorted:
"What if Senpai is too tempting, and I can't resist peeking?"
"No!" Koyasu Tsubame's pretty face flushed, and she glared at him. "No peeking!"
Hayasaka Ai smiled: "Then Senpai, please donate your eyes to someone in need."
...
Amamiya Natsuki turned around, giving the Senpai space, and casually surveyed the Ward in front of him.
This was a common double Ward. The Senpai was on the outside, and there was another bed inside, separated by a curtain.
Looking through the curtain, he could vaguely see a curled-up figure.
From beginning to end, the patient behind the curtain had not made any sound.
Amamiya Natsuki stepped around the curtain to observe the Senpai's roommate and found that the other person was sitting on the bed, hugging her knees, with black hair falling over her face. She was wearing a patient gown, completely motionless, and quite eerie.
For some reason, Amamiya Natsuki suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.
After gazing for a few seconds, a prompt suddenly appeared in his vision.
You have carefully observed and discovered a familiar person you have been thinking about...
"Hmm?"
Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow in surprise.
A familiar person he had been thinking about?
Who was that?
"Senpai, what's wrong?"
Hayasaka Ai heard the commotion and cautiously came around from behind the curtain.
"Nothing, I just feel like I've seen this younger sister before," Amamiya Natsuki rubbed his nose, saying with interest, "Doctor's examination, please lift your head."
The prompt wouldn't be wrong.
Since it said it was an acquaintance, then the patient in front of him must be someone he knew. Amamiya Natsuki's curiosity immediately piqued.
...
Hearing Amamiya Natsuki's words, the patient's black hair on the bed trembled slightly, and she silently lifted her head. Only then did he realize that her long black hair covered her entire face, and she remained silent, seemingly not even breathing, appearing even more eerie and strange.
"Senpai, are you sure it's really an acquaintance?"
Hayasaka Ai was a little nervous and couldn't help but lean closer to Amamiya Natsuki.
"I was only suspicious before, but now I'm certain," Amamiya Natsuki's eyes brightened. "It really is an acquaintance."
Hayasaka Ai frowned: "Why don't I recognize her?"
"You hadn't been chosen by the game yet, so of course you wouldn't recognize her."
Amamiya Natsuki looked at the eerie patient with her face covered by black hair on the bed, and a familiar figure in his mind quickly became clear.
It was not long after he became a player, when he, Shinomiya Kaguya, and Fujiwara Chika entered a dungeon in a Hospital in a painting.
Amamiya Natsuki's then-roommate "patient" was a socially anxious vengeful spirit who lived in a television, with black hair covering her face, emitting a gloomy aura...
"Sadako, we meet again."
Amamiya Natsuki smiled.
...
Sadako's black hair trembled slightly, and she made a slight head tilt, seemingly a little confused.
Meet again... what does that mean?
"It's normal for you not to recognize me," Amamiya Natsuki half-squatted, smiling. "However, if I take out a treasure for you to see, Sadako will definitely recognize who I am."
"Perverted Senpai, what do you want to show her?!" Hayasaka Ai looked over in shock. "You're not even sparing patients, please be a person!"
Amamiya Natsuki said without changing his expression:
"Humans have limits. I learned one thing from my brief life: the more you play with schemes, the more you realize that human abilities have limits, so... I'm done being human."
Hayasaka Ai's eyes showed disdain: "Is that Senpai's excuse for having a harem?"
...
Amamiya Natsuki waved his hand, not continuing to speak, but instead took out a very ordinary-looking comb from his game backpack.
The moment Sadako saw the comb, her black hair trembled violently, and her body instinctively recoiled.
"It seems Sadako recognized this comb," Amamiya Natsuki smiled. "That's reassuring."
[Item: Middle Part Comb]
This was a comb that could instantly create a middle part hairstyle just by touching hair. It was usually useless, and if Amamiya Natsuki hadn't unexpectedly met Sadako, he would have almost forgotten about this comb.
Amamiya Natsuki held the middle part comb and reached forward. Sadako quickly recoiled, clearly still suffering from social anxiety.
"Well, never mind then," Amamiya Natsuki shrugged, putting the comb aw. "I never like to force others."
"However..." Amamiya Natsuki sat down by the bed. "Sadako, can you answer a few questions for me?"
He had heard others in the mutual aid group talk about encountering beings from other dungeons before, but this was Amamiya Natsuki's first time, so he naturally had a lot of information he wanted to ask.
"I asked," Amamiya Natsuki extended a finger. "Why is Sadako here?"
...
Sadako lowered her head, silent.
Amamiya Natsuki silently raised the middle part comb, "Sadako doesn't want to experience a middle part hairstyle again, does she?"
Hayasaka Ai looked over speechlessly, unable to resist complaining:
"Senpai is so mean. What happened to 'not liking to force others'?"
Amamiya Natsuki said righteously:
"Sadako isn't human, so is it wrong for me to force her?"
Hayasaka Ai: "..."
"Please answer my question." Amamiya Natsuki withdrew his gaze and looked at Sadako. "Otherwise, I'll have to admire Sadako's middle-parted hairstyle."
"..."
Sadako's black hair trembled incessantly.
"Senpai, be careful."
Hayasaka Ai subtly kicked Amamiya Natsuki, her right hand quietly gripping her magic gun, ready to fire at any moment if things went awry.
The woman with hair covering her face was, after all, a vengeful spirit; no amount of caution was too much.
But after her black hair trembled for a while, Sadako still made no move to attack; instead, a soft, easily bullied voice emerged from beneath her black hair: "I... came to work."
Is your job description to sit motionless on a hospital bed with your legs hugged?
This isn't just slacking off at work; you've become a salted fish yourself!
"Work?" Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow slightly, exchanging a glance with Hayasaka Ai, keenly noticing the details. "Who assigned you to work?"
"..."
Sadako shook her head quickly, her black hair trembling. She refused to speak any more, even a threat with a middle-part comb was useless.
Amamiya Natsuki sighed: "Why is Sadako working so hard?"
He hadn't expected an answer, but to his surprise, Sadako spoke softly again.
"...TV."
"What's wrong with your television?"
"It's broken."
So that's it.
Working for survival, it seems both humans and vengeful spirits lead difficult lives.
Of course, this excludes those mindless evil spirits in reality.
Amamiya Natsuki thought for a moment, then extended his hand in invitation:
"Sadako, are you interested in working for me?"
"..."
Sadako raised her head, her face obscured by black hair. Although her expression couldn't be seen, she was likely very confused.
"One should look at a scholar with new eyes after three days' absence." Amamiya Natsuki offered his terms. "Food and lodging included, private room, private bathroom, and most importantly, a television, with any style and model you choose."
Sadako: "..."
"What are you two talking about?"
Tsubame, having changed into a nurse uniform, walked over from the side.
"This is a friend I met in a previous dungeon," Amamiya Natsuki introduced. "Sadako."
"Eh eh?" Tsubame was startled. "Is that Sadako?"
"That's right, it's the Sadako who likes to live inside televisions."
Upon receiving the affirmative answer, Koyasu Tsubame's face went pale.
The thought of being with the legendary Sadako, and having spent so much time together, filled Koyasu Tsubame with lingering fear.
Good thing she wasn't overcome by curiosity and didn't wander over randomly, otherwise she might not have waited for Natsuki to arrive...
Sensing Koyasu Tsubame's fear, Sadako's black hair trembled, and she leaned forward, extending her right hand eerily.
Amamiya Natsuki reached out first and pinched Tsubame's waist.
"Ah..."
Koyasu Tsubame let out a soft cry and quickly looked at Amamiya Natsuki. "Natsuki, what are you doing?"
"Don't be afraid," Amamiya Natsuki explained. "Sadako can smell others' fear; the more afraid you are, the more dangerous it becomes... As long as you have no fear in your heart, even pushing Sadako down is fine."
Koyasu Tsubame: "..."
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