"Huh?"
Fujiwara Chika paused for a moment, then lowered her gaze. Her pretty face quickly turned a little red, and she couldn't help clicking her tongue.
"You say you're tired, but really, the president is just too lewd!"
It had nothing to do with being lewd. Anyone sitting here would have been just as unable to resist!
Amamiya Natsuki kept a straight face.
"There are two more portions of Dark Cuisine in the kitchen. Take them to Delia and Mrs. Hoshino first."
Fujiwara Chika gave him a light, sidelong glance, then agreed.
"Leave it to us. The president can keep 'resting.'"
Amamiya Natsuki waved a hand, picked up a cup of tea, and slowly sipped it, hoping to calm himself down.
But before he could settle down, someone suddenly came in from outside and quietly approached him.
"President..."
"President..."
A hesitant, hushed voice came from behind him.
Amamiya Natsuki turned around. Seeing Young Lady Kaguya appear so quietly, he knew she must have something to say. He spoke softly.
"Sit down and take your time."
"Mm."
Shinomiya Kaguya answered softly and sat beside Amamiya Natsuki.
Amamiya Natsuki took a sip of tea and asked quietly.
"So, what happened?"
Shinomiya Kaguya pursed her soft pink lips and lowered her voice.
"It's a side effect..."
She couldn't hold it in any longer.
It was unbelievable. Could there really be girls in this world whose minds were full of lewd thoughts at any time and in any place? Was that some kind of illness?
She had once happened to see a picture of an addict's brain on Twitter. It had looked completely different from an ordinary person's.
Just now, while sitting in the corner, she had been bombarded with all kinds of wild fantasies by that Female University Student: sister-and-younger-sister rice bowls were