The Young Lady and the Summer Festival

Wait.

What on earth had you just said that made it vanish from my memory like a censored word?!

"Ahhh, what are you talking about?!" Shinomiya Kaguya, who had been eavesdropping nearby, stared in disbelief. Her pretty face flushed red, and she couldn't help jumping in to shout, "Don't say such nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense." The Yandere Young Lady tilted her head toward her. "I'm serious."

Shinomiya Kaguya couldn't help shouting:

"Aren't you embarrassed at all?!"

"You're you, and I'm me." The Yandere Young Lady replied calmly. "Why should I be embarrassed?"

"You..."

Shinomiya Kaguya clenched her teeth, unable to come up with a response.

"Natsuki-classmate, come to my room?"

The Yandere Young Lady invited him outright.

"Don't go!" Shinomiya Kaguya promptly blocked his way. "Anyway, you can't!"

Amamiya Natsuki coughed twice.

"I wasn't planning to go."

"Hmm?" The Yandere Young Lady's brows lifted slightly. She gripped a cleaver that had appeared out of nowhere, and her voice turned dark. "Is Natsuki-classmate planning to go back on his word?"

A bead of cold sweat slid down Amamiya Natsuki's forehead. He hurriedly said:

"I'm not lying. Put the knife away first."

You pull a knife the moment anyone disagrees with you. Who'd dare lie to your face?!

"How do you know about that sort of thing?"

Shinomiya Kaguya suddenly spotted the problem and asked suspiciously.

When this Yandere girl had been copied into existence by the mirror, I was still under the impression that kissing could get you pregnant. I didn't even know how babies were made. So why does she want to do that now?

The more Shinomiya Kaguya thought about it, the more suspicious she became. She couldn't help turning to look at Amamiya Natsuki and saying darkly:

"President, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything." Amamiya