Kaguya-sama Wants Me to Surrender

When did I become your disciple? I had no idea.

"You've beaten her so many times, how am I supposed to save face if word gets out?" Amamiya Natsuki clasped his hands together. "So I need to win it back."

"So it was just for your face," Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but exclaim. "Give me back my emotional investment!"

"Foolish human," the evil spirit lady sneered, taking a seat at the gambling table and licking her lips. "You will surely regret your decision just now."

"I'm going to the restroom for a moment."

Less than a minute later, Amamiya Natsuki quickly returned.

"Human, can we begin?" the evil spirit lady impatiently urged.

"We can," Amamiya Natsuki nodded and prepared to sit down.

"Wait a moment," Fujiwara Chika pulled him aside, stood on her tiptoes, and whispered in Amamiya Natsuki's ear with a hint of worry, "Don't be childish. If you lose, your body will be out of your control."

"Don't worry," Amamiya Natsuki whispered back, "I cheated."

"Eh? Eh? Eh?"

"..."

Amamiya Natsuki quickly walked to the opposite side of the card table and sat down.

Fujiwara Chika and Takanashi knelt beside them, watching the game nervously.

A deck of fifty-four playing cards, minus one King and with one Joker, was shuffled simply, and the game quickly began.

There was no need to explain the rules of Old Maid. It was simply a matter of two people taking turns drawing cards. Pairs were discarded as soon as they were formed. Both sides played quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the final showdown.

"Human, you're doomed to lose," the evil spirit girl said with a fierce smile. Unlike how she had toyed with Chika earlier, she didn't play around and directly drew a card from Amamiya Natsuki's hand. "This card table has a special ability. As long as one party is unwilling to end the game, the game will continue indefinitely. Let's see how many clothes you have left."

"Talk after you see the card you drew," Amamiya Natsuki reminded her.

The evil spirit lady looked down and her eyes widened. "...H-how is this possible?!"

The card she had drawn was, shockingly, the Joker.

"You lost," Amamiya Natsuki said, throwing his pair of cards onto the table. "Fulfill the bet."

"Eh, how did you win?" Fujiwara Chika looked over in disbelief.

Amamiya Natsuki's voice was melancholic. "When I was traveling in Sky Province, many people called me the God of Gamblers. I only had to end my travels after taking an arrow to the knee that year."

"So cool!"

Takanashi Rikka's eyes had already turned into starry ones, filled with admiration.

The evil spirit lady looked down at her own body, a look of hesitation on her face.

For the game, she was dressed as Harley Quinn, with brightly colored twin tails, heavy smoky eye makeup, a tight shirt that exposed her midriff, and ultra-short denim shorts. She was quite scantily clad.

"Here you go."

The evil spirit lady handed over a blood-stained baseball bat.

Amamiya Natsuki took the prop. "The game continues."

A moment later.

The evil spirit lady lost the game again, raging in frustration. "Impossible! How could you possibly beat me!"

"You lost, so you lost," Amamiya Natsuki remained unmoved. "Since it's a game, you can't win every time, can you?"

"..."

The one-minute time limit set by the rules quickly expired, and the evil spirit lady could only remove her shirt involuntarily while questioning her life choices.

Amamiya Natsuki was disappointed.

You're an evil spirit, and you're still wearing underwear? Bad rating.

"Let's go again! I don't believe I'll lose again!"

The evil spirit lady covered her chest and continued the challenge.

"Um, do evil spirits get shy?" Fujiwara Chika asked curiously.

"Of course not."

"Please don't cover yourself when you say that."

"..."

The game continued.

The evil spirit lady lost again. This time, she could only take off her denim shorts. In a flash, like Fujiwara Chika, she was left with only her final sacred relic.

"Impossible!"

The evil spirit lady's chest heaved, still unable to accept the fact that she had lost. "Human, you definitely cheated."

"Cheating with skill, what's the harm as long as you're not caught?" Amamiya Natsuki was not afraid at all. "Please tell me how I cheated."

"...Human, I'll remember you!"

The evil spirit's body vanished, turning into a card that floated down from mid-air.

"What is this?"

Amamiya Natsuki curiously took it, discovering it was a summon card. It could summon the Harley Quinn evil spirit to help in battle, but only once. This was basically admitting defeat.

The cheating method was actually very simple. The bat specimen on the wall wasn't ordinary; it was part of the evil spirit and could be used to peek from the wall, which was why Fujiwara Chika kept losing.

As everyone knows, bats have poor eyesight. Once Amamiya Natsuki knew its weakness, he went to the restroom and simply cheated by drawing on his thumb. He played along with the plan and almost won the opponent's panties.

"The corridor is brighter," Fujiwara Chika exclaimed softly. "Let's go, let's go, we need to find Kaguya-chan."

The three of them arrived at the corridor and knocked on the door of the adjacent hospital room.

"Kaguya-chan, we've come to find you... Huh? Huh?"

Fujiwara Chika entered first and her eyes quickly widened. "Why are there three Kaguya-chans?"

Amamiya Natsuki paused, surprised to find three Shinomiya Kaguya's in the room. They were identical in clothing, appearance, and even their gaze.

One Shinomiya Kaguya's face was pale. "I've been imitated."

The second Shinomiya Kaguya said, "They are all fake."

The third Shinomiya Kaguya stated, "Another one appears every so often. Those two are both fake."

Not only could it imitate, but it could also replicate infinitely?

As soon as Amamiya Natsuki heard this, he wanted to drag Fujiwara away.

Let Shinomiya Kaguya replicate for a while. Once there were five hundred of them, they could be sent to a construction site to move bricks. They could earn enough for a house in half a month!

Chapter 42: Kaguya, Please Answer

"One, two, three..." Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened. She quickly nudged Amamiya Natsuki beside her with her hand. "Look quickly, there are three Kaguya-chans in total!"

"I see them," Amamiya Natsuki nodded.

Three Kaguya's were manageable. If there was half a Shinomiya Kaguya, that would be truly terrifying!

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They walked into the hospital room.

The Shinomiya Kaguya on the left said, "I am the real one."

The Shinomiya Kaguya in the middle said, "She is fake."

The Shinomiya Kaguya on the right said, "Both of them are lying."

"Don't worry, Kaguya-chan," Fujiwara Chika said with a serious expression, clenching her fists. "I will definitely recognize you."

"I hope they are all the real Natsuki-classmate," Amamiya Natsuki's gaze drifted over the three Kaguya's as he sighed. "Natsuki-classmate is a super genius girl. If we gather five hundred Shinomiya Kaguya's, human society as a whole could advance by five hundred years."

"That makes sense..." Fujiwara Chika subconsciously nodded, then quickly came to her senses. "Not at all!"

"The monster imitating Kaguya-chan definitely isn't doing it for fun," Fujiwara Chika couldn't help but exclaim. "I saw a movie before where an alien imitated the protagonist's every move and eventually replaced her completely... Kaguya-chan must be in great danger right now. We have to rescue her."

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"Yes, yes."

"..."

"How can we determine who is who..."

Fujiwara Chika raised her hands, extending fingers on both sides, and pressed her temples, entering a state of deep thought.

"Um, I have a suggestion," Takanashi Rikka whispered. "Vengeful spirits shouldn't have body temperature, right?"

"That makes sense," Fujiwara Chika's eyes lit up. "Natsuki-classmate, Takanashi, let's check together and see who doesn't have body temperature."

Three versus three.

There were exactly three Kaguya's on the field, so they could each check one.

Amamiya Natsuki walked up to the Shinomiya Kaguya in the middle.

Her height, hairstyle, face, clothes, and even her cold expression were identical. It was impossible to tell them apart with the naked eye; they were like triplets from the same mold.

"Natsuki-classmate, please extend your hand," Amamiya Natsuki said.

"Okay."

Shinomiya Kaguya calmly extended her left hand, her expression cool and composed.

Amamiya Natsuki gently took it. A faint warmth was transmitted, her skin delicate and smooth, like the finest mutton-fat jade.

It had to be said, Ice Sculpture Girl's hands were incredibly beautiful. Her skin was snow-white, her fingertips slender and green, without any nail polish, only the healthiest pinkish hue, looking incredibly appetizing.

Amamiya Natsuki openly squeezed it, feeling its softness and warmth, its elasticity, making it impossible to let go.

He squeezed it again.

He really couldn't stop.

"She has a temperature," Fujiwara Chika's voice was the first to ring out. "She's the real Kaguya-chan."

Immediately after, Takanashi Rikka added, "I feel the temperature too."

Amamiya Natsuki said his final words: "And me, I have a problem too."

"Eh?" Fujiwara Chika was startled, her expression confused. "They all have body temperature? Could they all be the real Kaguya-chan?"

"Obviously impossible," Amamiya Natsuki said calmly. "The truth is clearly that two of them can simulate body temperature."

Takanashi Rikka's ahoge (cowlick) twitched as she suggested, "You could try checking their breathing next."

"Good idea."

A moment later.

"Ahhh, they all have breathing too!" Fujiwara Chika crossed her arms, biting her lower lip fiercely. "Let's try checking their heartbeats. There's no way they'd have heartbeats too, right?"

"Kaguya-chan, don't move. Let me check your heartbeat."

As Fujiwara Chika spoke, she extended her right hand and placed it on Shinomiya Kaguya's chest.

Checking heartbeats with that method?

Amamiya Natsuki's spirits soared. I'm not sleepy anymore.

Rumor has it that because Shinomiya Kaguya was too intelligent, God took away her bust size. Despite being a high school student, her chest was only at an elementary school level, just like Veneto. She didn't even need to wear a bra in winter.

Today, he would personally verify whether Shinomiya Kaguya was truly a "poor-chested villain"!

"Kaguya-classmate, I'm sorry."

Amamiya Natsuki's expression turned serious as he extended his right hand towards Shinomiya Kaguya.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch her skin, Fujiwara Chika's voice suddenly rang out.

"You're the fake Kaguya-chan!" Fujiwara Chika pointed at him, her tone firm and unwavering. "Kaguya is a girl. How could she possibly let a boy put his hand on her chest to check her heartbeat? You're definitely not Kaguya-chan!"

"..."

The Kaguya in front of Amamiya Natsuki opened her mouth, and a few fine cracks suddenly appeared on her face.