Amamiya Natsuki looked at Hayasaka and lowered his voice.
"Tch." Hayasaka Ai pulled a lollipop from who knew where, popped it into her mouth, and slowly sucked on it. She glanced over in disdain. "You've already done it, so why are you afraid of people talking about it?"
Amamiya Natsuki said expressionlessly:
"I'm just reminding you that once it's written down in my little book, the consequences will be serious."
Hayasaka Ai tilted her head.
"Like what?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked at her and asked in return:
"What do you think?"
Hayasaka Ai seemed to remember something. Her pretty face flushed bright red, and she lifted her foot to kick at Amamiya Natsuki. "You lecherous student council president, with nothing but filthy thoughts in your head—don't even think about touching me again!"
"..."
They said nothing for the rest of the way.
Everyone crossed the town and safely reached the church entrance.
"President, should we just teleport inside?"
Fujiwara Chika looked up at him.
"I'll go in and scout first." Amamiya Natsuki shook his head. "I've teleported too many times already, and my head feels a little uncomfortable."
Koyasu Tsubame asked softly:
"Could you have used up too much mental power?"
Shinomiya Kaguya mused:
"There's another possibility. Miss Sadako feeds on fear. The president has only been exercising, not 'eating.'"
"Either could be true. We'll have to investigate and verify it gradually." Amamiya Natsuki took a deep breath. The night wind was cold. "Stay safe. I'll go in and check things out."
Kitagawa Marin reminded him:
"Natsuki, be careful."
"Wait." Hayasaka Ai took out the Magic gun and handed it to him. "Here, I'll let the president have the item."
"..."
Amamiya Natsuki silently accepted the Magical Girl's Confession Gun and smiled.
"Much appreciated."
Hayasaka Ai smiled back.
"Don't mention it,