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The night passed without a word.
The next day.
At 7:10 AM, the alarm clock rang on ti.
Amamiya Natsuki opened his eyes, reached out to turn off the alarm by his pillow, and got up to dress alone.
Walking out of the room, Amamiya Natsuki paused slightly when he heard the television playing downstairs.
His parents worked away from ho and were rarely ho for more than a few days a year. The television hadn't been turned on in a long ti, so hearing its sound now made him feel a little disoriented.
"Natsuki-kun, good morning."
Mrs. Shimizu's elegant and pleasant voice ca from behind the sofa.
"Good morning."
Amamiya Natsuki responded, just about to bypass the living room to wash his face and brush his teeth, when his gaze fell on the sofa, and his steps suddenly halted:
"You were playing on your phone again last night?"
"I wasn't," Mrs. Shimizu blinked, her eyes full of innocence. "Natsuki-kun, don't accuse unfairly."
And you say you weren't? You've beco completely transparent!
Others who stay up all night cultivating immortality at most get dark circles under their eyes; if you stay up all night cultivating immortality, you'll soon cultivate yourself out of existence!
Evil spirits and earth-bound spirits are both spiritual bodies; normally, they cannot touch things in the real world, otherwise, the world would have long since fallen into chaos.
But guardian spirits are different.
After regaining consciousness, they can briefly materialize themselves to touch objects in the real world, but materialization consus energy. The more energy consud, the more blurry their body becos.
Needless to say, this Mrs. Shimizu must have maintained her materialized state all last night, staying up late cultivating immortality by playing on her phone.
"Alright, I did play on my phone for a while last night... but there was nothing I could do about it," Mrs. Shimizu held up two fingers, looking pitifully. "I'm a guardian spirit; I don't even have a body, so I can't sleep. Staying alone all night doing nothing—Natsuki-kun must also find that cruel and excessive, right?"
That was true.
Amamiya Natsuki had experienced insomnia and knew how difficult it was to toss and turn sleeplessly.
"You could watch TV all night," Amamiya Natsuki suggested.
"After midnight, there are no programs on TV, you know," Mrs. Shimizu's eyes showed grievance. "Staring at the TV alone is too lonely."
"Last night, I suddenly saw a manga I really liked when I was alive, 'Detective Conan'," Mrs. Shimizu played the emotional card. "When I died, I was so sad thinking I wouldn't see the ending, so I accidentally got engrossed. My deepest apologies."
"There's still no ending now," Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help but retort. "I might not even live to see the ending."
Oda-sensei explicitly said that "One Piece" would conclude within five years, and two years have already passed, but the end of "Detective Conan" is still nowhere in sight, truly a series that will last a lifeti.
"Forget it, I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth," Amamiya Natsuki sighed.
Mrs. Shimizu raised her hand: "Shall I make breakfast?"
"Absolutely not needed," Amamiya Natsuki said without looking back. "You just sit there."
Make food? In your current state, you might disappear any second. Don't cause more trouble!
After washing up.
After a simple breakfast.
Amamiya Natsuki received a ssage from Miko on ti: "Natsuki, let's go to school."
"Coming."
Amamiya Natsuki grabbed his school bag, walked out the door, and looked up to see his childhood friend standing at the entrance, eagerly waiting.
Waist-length black hair, a body too alluring for the school uniform to conceal, and deep dark circles under her eyes... Today, Miko was having another lazy day.
"Miko-chan, good morning," Mrs. Shimizu greeted with a smile.
"Good..." Miko's eyes widened slightly, and she said in surprise, "Um, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, don't worry," Amamiya Natsuki said casually. "It's the after-effects of staying up late playing on my phone."
"The after-effects are too terrifying," Miko couldn't help but retort. "You're so transparent you're almost gone."
"We'll recharge at school."
"...Recharge?"
Yotsuya Miko froze, looking over in confusion: "How do we recharge at school?"
Amamiya Natsuki: "..."
Being stepped on by Miss Ice Princess, getting stronger while lying flat, and simultaneously recharging Mrs. Shimizu—for so reason, he suddenly found it hard to say.
Fortunately, at that mont, a vibrant voice suddenly ca.
"Miko, Natsuki-kun!"
Amamiya Natsuki looked over in the direction of the voice. It was Yurikawa Hana, with short blonde hair and a body even more alluring than Miko's, waving and happily trotting over.
An unexplainable gravitational pull appeared out of nowhere, like universal stress, drawing everyone's gaze.
A sentence unconsciously appeared in Amamiya Natsuki's mind:
Little bunnies hopping and skipping are so cute.
"Hana, good morning."
A faint smile appeared on Miko's face.
"So warm," Mrs. Shimizu stuck out her tongue, licking her pink lips with an especially seductive motion. "This girl has a very warm feeling about her... Natsuki-kun, can we trick her into coming ho?"
Sorry, absolutely impossible.
Don't talk about criminal topics in front of Miko!
But then again, Yurikawa Hana was indeed not an ordinary person. Amamiya Natsuki could see a warm, fla-like glow around her, though he wasn't sure what it was yet.
Miko looked over sideways, her expression hesitant, because Yurikawa Hana was right beside them, so she couldn't talk to Mrs. Shimizu.
"Don't worry, Miko," Mrs. Shimizu explained. "I can't feel your temperatures, but I just felt the warmth from your friend, so I was a little curious, that's all."
Miko sighed in relief and nodded slightly.
Her good friend, Yurikawa Hana, was completely oblivious, her voice clear as she said:
"Today's the exam, and after that, it's the Golden Week holiday! I'm so excited!"
"Miko, do you have any Golden Week travel plans?"
"None at all," Yotsuya Miko said, full of her usual lazy aura. "I plan to stay at ho and not go anywhere."
Travel is for beautiful scenery, but for Miko, seeing all sorts of evil spirits everywhere she goes ans she can no longer enjoy the pleasure of travel.
"Ah, what a pity," Yurikawa Hana said regretfully, peering over Miko's shoulder. "What about Natsuki-kun?"
Several days had passed, and Yurikawa Hana had completely forgotten about the button incident. She could now speak to Amamiya Natsuki with ease and naturalness.
Amamiya Natsuki pondered for two seconds, then said seriously:
"I want to witness the grandeur of the Great Pyramid of Giza, take a photo with the Sphinx, debate philosophy with Socrates, and personally participate in the war between Athens and Sparta."
"How… how amazing!"
Yurikawa Hana's eyes widened, her face filled with awe.
"You're talking about that travel simulator ga, right?" Yotsuya Miko exposed the truth.
Don't look down on travel simulators! When Notre Da Cathedral caught fire, the staff even used the travel simulator for reference!
Unfortunately, that was a rumor.
"A ga can do so much?" Yurikawa Hana's eyes sparkled. "I want to play too."
Amamiya Natsuki casually said:
"You can co over and play with Miko when you have ti."
"I'll rember that."
"…"
The three chatted along the way and soon arrived at the school.
Mrs. Shimizu walked beside Yurikawa Hana the entire ti, her body visibly solidifying a bit. This good friend could unexpectedly be used as a power bank.
They happened to see Miss Ice Princess getting out of her car not far away.
"Oh, it's Kaguya-san… Every ti I see Kaguya-san, I think she's super beautiful." Yurikawa Hana said, looking at Amamiya Natsuki, and asked curiously, "Speaking of which, Natsuki-kun, why did you get into Kaguya-san's car that day?"
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