Now that Amamiya Natsuki had brought it up, Zhuzhu realized how serious the situation was.
N-no way. It couldn't have been natural growth. It had to be this guy right in front of me... No! Absolutely impossible!
Zhuzhu quickly shook her head, trying to banish the terrifying suspicion from her mind.
"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, Zhuzhu should know better than anyone." Amamiya Natsuki stepped closer and lowered his voice. "And when we kissed earlier, didn't you notice that your kissing skills were actually quite good? They've practically become instinct."
Zhuzhu was embarrassed and furious, and she'd sooner die than admit it.
"No way. I'm not good at it at all... Mmph!"
Before she could finish, Amamiya Natsuki silenced her with a kiss.
Zhuzhu's eyelashes trembled. She couldn't help closing her eyes, and her body instinctively responded.
"Well?" Amamiya Natsuki wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhuzhu. "Still going to say you're no good at it?"
Zhuzhu: "..."
What exactly had happened to her in the real world?
Why...
Why was she so good at this?!
Amamiya Natsuki picked up Zhuzhu, who was embarrassed and angry, her eyes closed as she tried to bury her head in the sand. Then he leaped off the cliff.
Thud.
Amamiya Natsuki landed steadily and handed Zhuzhu over to Shoko to take care of.
"Zhuzhu?"
Komie-san tugged nervously at Zhuzhu's sleeve, her eyes full of concern.
Zhuzhu looked dazed and didn't say a word. She seemed almost broken, which was terribly worrying.
"I'm fine..." Zhuzhu took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. In a quiet voice, she said, "Let's catch up with everyone and get back to the cave."
Dummy Natsuki had said that one mushroom could be produced each day. There were only so many people, so