Date a Live:This is not the date I wanted! Chapter 166 166: Words I Want to Convey

It was already almost noon when Natsumi woke up from her faint.

During this ti, Shido and Kotori didn't waste any ti. Together with Ratatoskr's staff, they discussed ways to help Natsumi build her self-confidence. They finally reached a conclusion—praise.

But not praise from Shido or the Spirits who were involved in Natsumi's "makeover." Instead, it had to be positive feedback given by completely unrelated outsiders. By letting Natsumi feel that she could give others the first impression of "being cute," she could build up her confidence.

After picking suitable candidates and finishing lunch, once Natsumi's mood stabilized, the plan began.

Candidate #1 — Tonomachi Hiroto.

This bad influence of a friend agreed without any suspicion the mont he heard a cute girl wanted to see him. He was blindfolded and brought into a hotel-like room in the underground facility.

It had to be said, Tonomachi, the type whose simple-minded thoughts showed entirely on his face, was indeed very suitable for this plan. The mont he saw Natsumi, Tonomachi showed a massive amount of goodwill toward her.

But unfortunately, both Shido and Kotori underestimated the extent of Natsumi's inferiority complex.

"Whoa! You really surprised , you're super cute. Just looking at you makes feel dizzy."

I feel dizzy -> Dizzy: falling over because of dizziness -> Just looking at you makes feel so dizzy I'm going to pass out -> You're such an ugly freak that looking at you makes so sick I'm going to pass out.

"You bastard, it's not like I want to be like this either!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

After passing through Natsumi's unique thought-processing filter, a normal complint instantly turned into extrely malicious degradation.

And the result was obvious. The furiously bristling Natsumi was dragged back to her room by the staff.

Realizing that outsiders who didn't understand the situation were actually more likely to step on Natsumi's landmines, Kotori thought for a mont and sent in the next person.

Candidate #2 — Kannazuki Kyouhei.

This handso man—whose existence was physically unacceptable in many ways besides his face—wore a talent scout's outfit and invited Natsumi to participate in a TV show as a model.

Natsumi, who believed this kind of work had nothing to do with her ager figure, thought Kannazuki was just maliciously mocking her.

"I'm not joking at all!"

Kannazuki firmly denied it.

"A sexy figure?! Hah, what is the aning of breasts stuffed with fat? —Absolutely none! True charm lies in a body like early spring, a budding flower, unripe and youthful! It's simply wonderful! You are absolutely beautiful right now. Only an existence like yours can be called a NICE BODY! I hope you stay like this forever."

After saying that, Kannazuki panted excitedly.

Although the content of his words would make anyone listening imdiately call the police to have him arrested, the intense emotion bordering on religious faith in his words made it impossible to say Kannazuki's praise for Natsumi's appearance was fake.

However...

Natsumi has a NICE BODY -> Natsumi's body is good -> Her appearance is disappointing, but her body's functions should be fine -> Her organs could probably be sold for a high price.

In Natsumi's eyes, Kannazuki instantly beca a different kind of criminal.

"Murderrreeeeerrrrrrrrrrr!"

After delivering a fierce slap to the highly satisfied Kannazuki, Natsumi fled back to her room.

Although Kannazuki being disgusting was part of the reason, after experiencing two consecutive failures, Kotori had to lower her standards and start with normal conversation.

Candidate #3 — Shido.

Shido brought Natsumi back up to the surface and went to a bustling burger joint. He tried to let Natsumi go to the counter and buy the food she wanted to eat herself.

"Would you like to add an order of fries?"

After a tense-faced Natsumi ordered a few burgers, the cashier asked her with a sincere smile.

Would you like to add an order of fries? -> Fries: a combination of carbohydrates and grease, easy to make you fat -> If you put on a little more fat, maybe your pitiful body will look sowhat decent? (Lol)

"Are you picking a fight, you bastarrrddddddd!"

Watching secretly from a distance, Shido hurriedly grabbed Natsumi, who was about to fight the cashier, and brought her back.

After the Plan

"Hah..."

"Hah..."

After bringing Natsumi back to her original room, Shido and Kotori both let out a long sigh at the sa ti.

For the whole day, other than the makeup, nothing else had any effect. Natsumi's inferiority complex was so deep it made everyone feel despair.

"It's almost evening."

Checking the ti on her watch, the thought that Natsumi might escape tonight gave Kotori a headache.

If they let Natsumi go free, putting aside the fact that she might try every way to prank Shido, if she ran into Ellen and Origami's attacks, Natsumi herself would be in danger.

The worst-case scenario was using force to detain Natsumi. However, if they did that, in Natsumi's eyes, they would be no different from DEM.

"I think I'll try talking to Natsumi properly again. About Ratatoskr, about everyone being Spirits, and about my desire to protect her."

"Shido, are you sure about this?"

"Mhm."

Shido nodded firmly.

Although the chances of his words being twisted maliciously were very high, Shido still wanted to try, even if it was just a little bit, to convey his feelings to Natsumi.

"Shin, Kotori... maybe you don't need to be so anxious... this works too."

Suddenly, Murasa Reine, who was on standby nearby, looked at the screen and spoke slowly.

"Reine?"

"Miss Reine?"

Shido and Kotori looked confused and followed Reine's gaze.

Through the surveillance cara footage, Shido and Kotori saw the girl with long brown hair open the door to Natsumi's room.

Viewpoint Shift

"What is this... what is all this... what is all this..."

Like a snail retreating into its shell, Natsumi curled up entirely under the blanket, muttering to herself in confusion.

If she were in her pretty older-sister state, she could accept it. After all, the transford her was a huge beauty that would make anyone marvel.

However—they were different.

Whether it was Shido, the Spirits, or Tonomachi Hiroto and that weird talent scout later.

Towards Natsumi, who wasn't using her Angel to disguise herself, they all thought she was very cute.

These were the words she had always hoped to hear, yet she couldn't honestly bring herself to believe them.

"Things like that... are definitely lies. R-Right. That's it, they are all playing a trick on together. After all, I am—"

Natsumi muttered as she lifted the blanket. Then, she unintentionally caught sight of her reflection in the wall mirror.

Without a doubt—it was an incredibly cute, beautiful girl.

Why was she so cute? Wasn't she destined to be an ugly freak? Why was she destined to be an ugly freak? Why would they go this far for an ugly freak like her? Would anyone really show pure kindness to an ugly freak like her? Could she really trust them?

"Ahhhhhhh—I don't understand at all!"

Various questions exceeded her brain's processing capacity, causing smoke to rise from the top of Natsumi's head.

"Anyway, there's no way they'd help for no reason. They must have so kind of ulterior motive."

Giving up on thinking about these headache-inducing questions, Natsumi slowly let out a breath. She clenched her small hands and muttered to herself.

"My Spirit power has almost completely recovered too... although it's a bit early, I should get out of here as soon as possible. Haniel—"

"Excuse ."

"Wawawawawa!"

The sudden greeting from the doorway caused Natsumi, who was about to summon her Angel, to instantly panic. With a whoosh, she shrank back under the covers.

Who's there?

Calming her racing heart, Natsumi pulled the blanket open just a crack and carefully peeked at the visitor.

Who? Seeing the girl before her, Natsumi thought, completely dumbfounded.

Underneath a wide-brimd straw hat flowed smooth, soft brown hair, framing delicate and elegant facial features. She was wearing a soft-toned pink dress paired with exquisite, dainty sumr won's sandals.

So beautiful— Even Natsumi, who always harbored strong hostility towards pretty won, couldn't help but marvel at her beauty.

The girl's appearance was already quite outstanding on its own. Paired with perfectly coordinated clothes, it highlighted an elegant beauty, making one think of a gentle breeze blowing across a clear lake.

This isn't the ti to be admiring her. Natsumi shook her head and slowly poked out from under the blanket. She looked at the other person warily.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"...Is the difference really that big? Miku and the others said it was just 'okay'..."

The other girl rubbed her forehead, sighed helplessly, and pointed at herself, saying to Natsumi.

"It's . Don't you recognize ?"

Natsumi frowned slightly, then her eyes widened as if she rembered sothing.

It's ? -> She looks like she knows -> But the ugly couldn't possibly have crossed paths with a woman like this -> She's trying to trick -> "It's , it's " scam?!!

"Stay away! I don't have any money!"

Natsumi hurriedly grabbed the plushies placed on her bed and threw them continuously at the girl approaching her.

"This reaction... no wonder Maria and the others said Kotori was having a headache."

Catching the flying objects Natsumi threw one by one, the girl ca in front of Natsumi. Freeing one hand, she delivered a chop to the head of the wildly imagining Natsumi. It forced her into a crouched, head-holding defensive posture.

"Ow!"

"That's punishnt for throwing things."

The girl lectured her seriously, then placed the plushies back on the bed.

"Geez, we just saw each other this morning, and you already don't recognize tonight?"

The girl sighed helplessly, took off her straw hat, ssed up her hair, and casually tugged at her dress.

With just a few subtle changes, her aura instantly overlapped with the impression in Natsumi's mind. Natsumi's face instantly turned pale.

"Ryougi Yutsuki!"

"Correct."

Yutsuki nodded. Seemingly sensing Natsumi's fear towards her, Yutsuki took a few steps back, keeping her distance until she confird Natsumi's expression had settled.

Natsumi looked at Yutsuki warily. Just as she was guessing what the other person wanted to do, her next action completely confused Natsumi.

"Hah... finally have ti to play gas. It's been so agonizing holding back from playing because of all the things going on these past few days."

After a long sigh of dissatisfaction and so grumbling, Ryougi Yutsuki grabbed a suitcase from the doorway and pulled out a dazzling array of gas from it. It made Natsumi, who was watching from the side, feel a bit overwheld.

Yutsuki took out a handheld ga console, found a chair in the room, and sat down. Ignoring Natsumi entirely, she crossed her legs and started playing by herself.

Even Natsumi, faced with this situation, had her mind go completely blank.

After about an hour passed, Natsumi kept watching Yutsuki. No matter how she looked at it, the other person was just sitting there, completely focused on playing her ga.

"Um... what are you doing here?"

Finally, Natsumi couldn't help but ask.

"Ah... speaking of which, it's almost ti for dinner. Wait a second, I'll go prepare dinner. Let's see... what's in the fridge... is omurice okay?"

Checking the ti on her phone, Yutsuki put down her ga console.

"No! That's not what I'm asking! What exactly did you co here to do? What is your goal?"

Seeing that Yutsuki really seed about to start cooking and was opening the fridge, Natsumi scratched her hair in confusion and yelled loudly.

"Because you're planning to use your Angel to escape from here, right."

Selecting a few eggs from the fridge, Yutsuki said casually. Hearing Yutsuki's words, Natsumi's body instantly stiffened.

"Wh-What are you talking about..."

"You don't have to hide it. Reine already told us. Tonight, your Spirit power will fully recover. You'll definitely want to leave a strange place like this, right?"

Yutsuki said calmly, as if she had seen right through Natsumi's thoughts.

"After all, if we let you escape, it's highly likely you'll hide in the shadows and start playing pranks on Shido again, which would be very troubleso for . So starting today. I decided to live here and monitor you so you can't escape."

It wasn't conveying goodwill, nor was it expressing malice. Yutsuki was simply stating her stance and the corresponding actions.

"I see..."

So, Natsumi easily believed it this ti.

"And also, to clear out my backlog of gas during my free ti while watching you."

"..."

That's your main goal, isn't it!

Natsumi couldn't help but retort internally.