That was true. Miss Mitsui was so beautiful and had such an impressive background. She was the one who had a master-and-slave relationship with him. There was no way she could compare.
He might be gentle with Miss Mitsui, but he'd probably be rough when he played with her. The bars on the window, the pen on the desk, even the desk legs...
"No, you can't!"
The passerby player blurted out without thinking.
The desk legs? That was way too much! They'd definitely break!
"What can't I do?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked at her in confusion.
"N-nothing..."
The passerby player hurriedly shook her head, but the lewd images in her mind wouldn't go away.
As the saying went, the more demure a girl seemed, the bigger the contrast might be behind closed doors.
The passerby player looked quiet and reserved, but her true soul was that of an Experienced Driver with a head full of dirty thoughts.
"Um..." The passerby player's face turned red as she tried to change the subject. "I just saw a Vengeful Spirit with black hair covering her whole face. She was terrifying."
"You mean Miss Sadako, right?" Amamiya Natsuki beckoned. "Come here."
"Huh?"
The passerby player looked up in surprise and saw a white-clad Sadako, her face hidden behind black hair, silently floating over.
"That's—that's her!"
The player's fear shot up, and Miss Sadako was affected by it. Her power increased, and the walls around them began to peel away layer by layer, as if they were about to enter the silent hell of the Otherworld.
Smack!
Amamiya Natsuki reached out and patted Miss Sadako. The fear and suffocating feeling immediately vanished.
"Keep searching the building for any other targets," Amamiya Natsuki ordered. "Pay attention, or the punishment will be severe. Begging for mercy won't help."