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"Squeeze... squeeze him dry?!"
The pink-haired girl was visibly startled, her cheeks quickly flushing with warmth.
What on earth is this woman saying?!
She clearly looks like a high school student, yet she opens her mouth and blurts out such shameless words so loudly, without the slightest hint of embarrassment… So brazen!
"Stop blowing in my ear."
Amamiya's body tensed slightly as he pushed the overly friendly gyaru girl away from behind him.
Turning around, he found the girl, dressed in a black cosplay outfit, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white collarbone and just a hint of cleavage. Behind her were tiny devil wings, seemingly made of plush.
A black tail hung around her waist, swaying slightly. If you looked closely, you'd notice the tip was shaped like a heart.
"What character is this?"
Amamiya couldn't help but ask.
"A demon girl," Umi replied, striking a pose with her right hand on her waist and making a scissors gesture near her eyes, smiling radiantly. "How do I look?"
It's not just a demon... she's a succubus!
Amamiya stared at her for a few more seconds, feeling his heart start to race. The girl in front of him seemed to radiate a kind of subtle, alluring temptation, making it almost irresistible to pin her against the wall and bully her just a little.
It wasn't overwhelming, though—anyone with even a bit of self-control could resist.
But still, the effect on one's mind was undeniable.
"So... did your role-play work?"
Amamiya asked, coming to a conclusion.
"Hehe, that's right!" Umi raised her chin with a proud hum. "From now on, you may call me the Beautiful Demon Lord from Another World."
You're the type who wants to drain people dry the moment you open your mouth! What kind of evil demon is this?
"That was just a line from a game," Umi added, waving her hand. Her gaze fell on the pink-haired girl, and she smiled brightly. "Hello! I'm Umi Kitagawa, nice to meet you, and thanks for guiding me."
"Ah, h-hello…" The pink-haired girl hesitated, clearly still shaken.
"Sorry, I was just kidding." Umi raised her hand to her mouth, whispering, "I'm actually a player too."
It was because she overheard the conversation between Amamiya and the pink-haired girl that Umi decided to jump into character, delivering those bold lines without a second thought.
"Huh?"
The pink-haired girl's eyes widened in surprise before she quickly caught on.
Oh!
The girl in front of her had grabbed the boy's arm not out of affection but because she could sense the same kind of dread that haunted those in the workforce.
She had assumed horror game players were rare, yet here she was, meeting two at once.
"Ahh…"
The pink-haired girl exhaled deeply, bowing at a sharp 90-degree angle. "There's something I'd like to ask the two of you for help with."
"Explain what's going on first," Amamiya said seriously. "If it's beyond us, we'll pack up and leave—no hard feelings."
A familiar game notification chimed in:
[Your role-play has improved. Current role-playing level: 33%]
Just as expected, only a brave man dares to be despicable.
"I was chosen by the game two days ago, and then…"
After being toyed with multiple times, the pink-haired girl had developed some resistance. She quietly explained her situation.
In short, she had only been chosen by the game a few days ago and had just completed her beginner's mission. She was a fresh new player, pink from head to toe.
Players who completed the game could see the true world—filled with evil spirits—and the pink-haired girl in front of them was no exception.
After finally completing the novice mission and thinking she had narrowly escaped death, the pink-haired girl was horrified to see a tall, gaunt ghost lurking in her home. It was far more terrifying than the monsters from the game, nearly scaring her to death.
That was just the beginning.
She secretly observed the ghost and noticed it always hovered near her mother, never straying from her side. Coincidentally, her mother hadn't been feeling well recently and had been losing weight day by day.
Naturally, the pink-haired girl linked the two events together—the ghost must be doing something to her mother, perhaps draining her life force.
If this goes on, mom could be in serious danger!
After witnessing Amamiya exorcise the evil spirit earlier, the girl became excited. She made a firm decision—she'd do anything, even sacrifice herself, to save her mother.
That's why she agreed to his shameless demand of marrying him without hesitation.
"Sajuna-chan, don't worry. In general, if we pretend not to see the evil spirits, they can't harm us, and this applies to ordinary people too," Umi reassured her gently. "Your mother's not feeling well, so it's a good idea to take her to the hospital for a check-up."
During the conversation, they had already learned the pink-haired girl's name: Sajuna Inui.
She appeared small, like a middle school student, but was actually a second-year high schooler, currently seventeen years old.
What a pity.
Amamiya suddenly felt a twinge of regret.
At seventeen, a high school girl is no longer on the fringe of the law.
The pink-haired girl bit her lower lip and gazed at Amamiya with a pleading expression. "But the ghost sticks to my mom all day, sometimes even lying on top of her."
Though she knew her mother couldn't see the spirit, she still couldn't help but worry.
"Don't worry, we'll definitely help," Umi said confidently, giving her a thumbs-up. "We've all had bad luck being chosen by the game, so we should help each other out. By the way, have you joined the mutual aid group?"
The pink-haired girl blinked in confusion and asked, "What's that?"
"It's a support group we formed, full of other players we've met in the game..." Umi pulled out her phone. "Here, scan this and join."
"So many people..."
The pink-haired girl glanced down at her phone, eyes widening in surprise.
Amamiya added, "If you go through the dungeons a few more times, you'll naturally meet more players."
"I don't want to go back into the game ever again," the pink-haired girl admitted, her face paling. She couldn't help but complain, "If I had the chance to do it over, I'd hide in bed that night and never leave."
Umi looked at her with sympathy, the little devil wings on her back swaying gently. "Sajuna-chan, I'm afraid the blanket isn't an invincible shield anymore."
"W-What do you mean?"
"It's simple," Amamiya chimed in. "You might meet an evil spirit that crawls into bed with you tonight."
The pink-haired girl went silent, speechless.
Umi, who had been about to put her phone away, suddenly stopped, her eyes widening in excitement. "Eh? Wait, wait, what?!"
Amamiya turned around. "What's going on?"
Umi's eyes sparkled as she quickly looked at the pink-haired girl. "It's Juju-sama!"
"I don't know who you're talking about..." the pink-haired girl replied, looking away guiltily, trying to deny it.
But in the next moment—
Umi had already wrapped her in a tight hug, overjoyed. "I saw Juju-sama's account on your phone!"
"Let her go," Amamiya interjected, "or there's going to be a murder by suffocation."
The pink-haired girl remained silent.
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[A-N: The reference ]
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