Under the curious urging of the girls, Juju's little face flushed, and she used the Magical Girl Skin Card.
Natsuki sat on the sofa, also looking over with interest.
Although he gave the Skin Card to Juju, the park was a public place after all, so he couldn't see Juju transform.
At this moment.
After equipping the Skin Card, a faint light flashed, and Juju immediately appeared in a Magical Girl outfit, with pink as the main color, two blue and white tassels on her back, followed by a puffy princess skirt. Her original black stockings also turned into white stockings, and there was a heart decoration on her chest.
In short, she looked like a proper Magical Girl.
"Ah ah, so cute!"
Marin's eyes lit up.
"This outfit suits Juju very well."
"If you go to a comic con to cosplay, you'll definitely be super popular."
Click click.
Natsuki raised his phone and kept taking pictures.
Juju's little face was flushed, and she glared at him, but it was useless.
Chika asked curiously:
"Juju, what are the special bonuses of this skin?"
Juju held the hem of her skirt with both hands. Being watched and photographed by so many people, she couldn't help but feel a little shy. She slightly turned her face away and replied:
"One is instant change of clothes, and the other skin effect is 'Smoke No Damage.' When taking damage, there's a certain chance to trigger a smoke effect. If smoke appears, you can become immune to damage."
"I know." Sayu raised her right hand. "This is a common manga trope: since ancient times, smoke means no damage."
Senpai said softly:
"So wonderful~"
Kaguya pondered, "What's the probability of triggering the smoke?"
Juju shook her head, "I haven't tried, so I don't know."
"You can experience it firsthand," Natsuki said seriously. "Learning from books is always shallow; to truly understand, one must practice. Only by experiencing it firsthand can you have the right to speak."
Juju's small face flushed, and she cast a warning glance, "...Stupid Natsuki, don't talk!"
The girls finished taking photos to their heart's content and continued to analyze other usable skills.
With the coin's luck bonus, the success rate of skill copying could indeed be increased, but the success rate for high-level skills remained very low, so the focus was primarily on practicality.
If they could combine with existing skills to form a combo skill, that would be even better.
It was noon in a blink of an eye.
The girls finally determined the ownership of several copy scrolls and the skills they wanted to copy. Unfortunately, the only seemingly combinable skills were 'Sheep Transformation Technique' and 'Pickpocket', and even these hadn't been practically verified, so it was unclear if they were feasible.
After lunch together, the girls didn't linger and said their goodbyes.
"President, when are we going to copy skills?"
Chika asked expectantly, hands on her hips.
"Wait a moment," Natsuki took out the fate coin and handed it to Chika, saying, "The luck isn't full yet, but it should be close. I'll contact Mitsui first."
"Leave it to me."
Chika took the coin and tossed it casually.
Having tossed the coin for so long, everyone had already figured out the hidden rules. Not much luck was absorbed, and although it would bring bad luck, it was all within acceptable limits. After a few more times of bad luck, they would get used to it.
Natsuki took out his phone and messaged Mitsui.
The player who mastered the 'Pickpocket' skill had no real-life connection with Natsuki; they were complete strangers. It would inevitably be troublesome to suddenly go to their door to copy a skill. Finding an intermediary to help was simple and convenient... Anyway, the Strange Tales Management Bureau gave him a green light, and it would be foolish not to use such a privilege.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Natsuki quickly explained his purpose.
"Natsuki-kun, please wait a moment." After listening, Mitsui naturally agreed without hesitation, "That player has already joined the Strange Tales Management Bureau. I'll help contact them; they surely won't refuse."
Natsuki: "Thank you for the trouble."
A moment later.
More accurately, less than three minutes passed before his phone vibrated gently.
Mitsui sent a message:
"I've already communicated with her. Yamada said she welcomes you anytime and will fully cooperate... Do you need me to have someone send Yamada over?"
Natsuki: "No need, we can go ourselves."
Mitsui: "Understood. This is Yamada's address and contact information..."
Natsuki thanked her politely, "Thank you very much."
It's easier to get things done when you have connections.
The ancients indeed did not deceive me.
If he were still a 'wild player' from before, he would have to travel a long distance to copy a skill, and the other party would probably be wary and cautious. But now, with just a word, the Strange Tales Management Bureau would 'cleanse' the other party and deliver them to his doorstep... Damn privileged class!
But it truly smells good!
Natsuki put away his phone and looked at Kaguya beside him, saying softly, "Mitsui has communicated with the other party, and they've agreed to cooperate with our skill copying. However, the person is in Osaka, so we'll take the car there this afternoon and return tonight."
"Osaka, huh?" Kaguya nodded slightly, stood up, and walked towards the restroom, "I'll take a shower first, then change."
Natsuki followed, stood at the kitchen door, and casually said, "Why hasn't she come out yet?"
Chika went to wash fruit in the kitchen just now, but she still hadn't appeared.
"P-President..."
Chika squatted on the floor, covering her chest with both hands, tears welling up as she looked up.
Natsuki raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"
Chika said tearfully, "J-Just now, while washing fruit, my bra strap broke..."
If it broke, then it broke. Even if it were a nudist beach, you'd probably accept it. Why are you crying with tears in your eyes now?
Natsuki pondered, "Are you waiting for the bad luck period to end?"
"No way!" Chika quickly shook her head, pouting her pink cheeks, feeling extremely wronged, "I don't know why, but my body suddenly feels so itchy, both itchy and painful, it's so uncomfortable."
"Itchy and painful?" Natsuki raised an eyebrow slightly and began to ponder, "You didn't drink any potions, so it's clearly not a side effect. Bad luck wouldn't make you itchy and painful... What did you do just now?"
"I didn't do anything," Chika pouted her pink cheeks. "I was just washing fruit, then my bra strap broke. I was about to take it off when, for some reason, it suddenly became itchy and painful, and then President came over."
"Hmm..." Natsuki pondered for two seconds, his gaze sweeping across the kitchen, then suddenly pausing slightly. He said in a subtle tone, "Were you washing peaches just now?"
"That's right," Chika nodded pitifully. "I was halfway through washing the peaches, not finished yet, and then the bad luck came."
Natsuki's tone became even more subtle as he said, "When you went to touch your underwear, did you not wash your hands?"
Chika froze, slowly widening her beautiful eyes, "Eh?"
Natsuki said faintly, "Peach fuzz, when it gets on your hands, it's not a problem, but if it gets on other places, of course, it will be itchy and painful."
Chika: "..."
"Shower!" Chika clenched her pink fists and quickly stood up, "I'm going to take a shower!"
Natsuki said, "Kaguya is in the bathroom right now; she definitely won't let you in."
Kaguya is unremarkable, but Chika is like a barrel in the game, often charging forward, so unless absolutely necessary, Kaguya would never be willing to shower with Chika.
"This is a special situation," Chika pouted, "Kaguya-chan definitely won't watch me suffer."
"That's right," Natsuki nodded, lowering his voice, "However... you're currently plagued by bad luck. If you shower with Kaguya, it's very likely both of you will end up itchy and painful."
Chika: "..."
Before Chika could speak, Natsuki had already said, "First, take off your clothes. I'll help you clean it with a wet wipe."
"Eh?" Chika's pretty face flushed, and she instinctively wanted to cover her chest, "Take off my clothes?"
"Don't move," Natsuki grabbed Chika's wrist, his face serious, "Your hands are full of peach fuzz right now. Moving around will get the peach fuzz in even more places."
Chika wasn't stupid and couldn't help but glare at him, lowering her voice, "President, go away. I can just wash my hands, right?"
"Indeed you can..." Natsuki's tone shifted, "However, Chika-sama has worked hard. It was me who gave you the coin, which caused you to be afflicted with bad luck. Now I must take full responsibility."
Chika's pretty face was crimson as she lightly snorted, "I don't need President to take responsibility!"
Saying he'll take full responsibility, he clearly just wants to take advantage of me!
Natsuki said in a low voice, "Raise your hands, I'll help you take off your clothes first."
"No way," Chika raised her chin, "I can take them off myself."
Though she said no, secretary Chika's body was quite honest, her hands instinctively raising.
It was a hot summer day.
Chika was wearing a long-sleeved button-up shirt—girls going out in summer always pay attention to sun protection, so short sleeves are actually rare.
Taking it off wasn't troublesome; it wouldn't get stuck in strange places like a T-shirt. Natsuki unbuttoned it in less than a minute and successfully took off secretary Chika's shirt.
The girl's snow-white skin appeared in the air, dazzlingly white.
Even the carefree and unrestrained Cancer of the Earth, at this moment, couldn't help but feel a blush rise on her pretty face. Chika instinctively raised her arms, wanting to cover her body.
"Don't move around," Natsuki said seriously, "Be careful of the peach fuzz on your hands."
Chika whispered, "I already washed my hands just now. I can totally do it myself."
"Washing your hands doesn't mean they're clean," Natsuki said seriously, "Don't forget you're still plagued by bad luck. In short, leave everything to me... How about taking off your bra first?"
"Eh?"
"The bra strap is already broken, so it definitely can't be worn. What's the point of not taking it off?" Natsuki said seriously, "It's not like you haven't taken off a swimsuit before. A swimsuit and a bra are pretty similar, right?"
Chika couldn't help but exclaim, "They're completely different, okay?!"
However... when she was swimming at the sea before, she did let President take off her swimsuit. Maybe a bra isn't a big deal either?
While secretary Chika was hesitating, Natsuki had already quickly removed the broken bra.
"So, so fast..." Chika reacted, her pretty face flushed like fire, and she quickly covered her chest with her arms, "Why do I feel like President is getting more and more skilled?"
"It's an illusion," Natsuki said without changing his expression, "Take your hands away, I'll remove the peach fuzz."
"No, no, no!"
Chika's pretty face was burning hot, and she quickly shook her head.
At the last moment, the girl's sense of shame finally gained the upper hand. That day at the sea, during the 'drowning drill', it was at least night. But now, it was broad daylight; no matter how she thought about it, it was too shameful!
"You don't want to?" Natsuki raised an eyebrow slightly and said in a low voice, "Kaguya is just taking a quick shower and will be out soon, Chika-sama, you wouldn't want your best friend to see us like this, would you?"
Chika: "..."
Take advantage of!
Too much taking advantage of!
The one who should be scared and guilty is clearly you, you shouldn't be the one saying that!
However, Chika was ultimately worried about Kaguya walking in, so she could only bite her lip, turn her pretty face away, and let Natsuki remove her arms.
Natsuki's expression remained unchanged as he took out a wet wipe and began to help remove the peach fuzz.
"Ah..."
The cool wet wipe made intimate contact with her skin, and Chika's body trembled slightly, a soft gasp escaping her lips involuntarily.
"Quiet," Natsuki gripped gently, reminding her in a low voice, "You wouldn't want Kaguya to hear, would you?"
Chika was both embarrassed and angry: "Then President, you're still pinching me!"
Natsuki: "This is compensation."
...President is too much!"
Chika puffed out her pink cheeks, endured and endured, but finally couldn't bear it anymore. She opened her mouth and bit directly onto Natsuki's lips.
...
Ten minutes later.
Natsuki finished cleaning the peach fuzz, left the kitchen, then changed his shoes and went out.
Not long after he left, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Kaguya, who had finished showering, walked out, asking in confusion:
"Why did the President go out?"
"I... I'm not sure..." Chika coughed twice, her back to Kaguya, and continued to wash the fruit. "He said he was going to buy something."
Of course, if her underwear was ruined, she had to buy new ones, but she hadn't told Kaguya just now, and certainly couldn't tell her now.
Fortunately, Kaguya didn't ask too many questions and quickly went upstairs to change.
"Phew..."
Chika breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran into the bathroom, blushing as she began to shower.
Although the peach fuzz was gone, she had sweated a lot, and besides sweat... there was also some saliva, so she absolutely had to shower!
A moment later.
Natsuki returned from shopping and, taking advantage of Kaguya's inattention, quietly handed the underwear to secretary Chika.
After the chores were done, Natsuki sent a message to Miko to walk the dog in the evening, then left with Kaguya and Chika, preparing to head to Osaka.
"Should we take a plane?" Chika suggested. "It's faster and more convenient. Tokyo isn't close to Osaka."
Natsuki nodded:
"Okay."
Kaguya said softly:
"Let's take a plane."
Tokyo is over five hundred kilometers from Osaka, so taking a plane was indeed more convenient. None of the three, unlike Marin, had a fear of flying and didn't mind the mode of travel.
After the discussion, Natsuki took out his phone, directly booked plane tickets on it, and then the three went straight to the airport.
Half an hour later.
The three had successfully boarded the plane and happened to be sitting in one row, with Natsuki in the middle, Kaguya on his left, and Chika on his right.
As the announcement sounded, the plane took off on time. During the ascent, the fuselage quickly became bumpy.
It is normal for a plane to shake during ascent and descent, but this time the shaking was quite significant, inevitably making people nervous.
Natsuki was silently holding his breath when he suddenly felt a cold little hand reach over. It was Kaguya. Kaguya had actually flown very few times, and with the plane violently shaking, she naturally felt nervous.
"It's okay."
Natsuki gently held Kaguya's soft hand.
Immediately after, another hand reached over from the right side. It was secretary Chika.
Natsuki naturally treated them equally, holding Chika's small hand.
The plane continued to be bumpy.
Natsuki had been a little nervous, but now with Kaguya on his left and Chika on his right, his heart quickly settled down.
As the plane reached the stratosphere, the bumpy shaking finally disappeared.
"Phew..."
Many passengers on the plane breathed a sigh of relief.
"It was so bumpy just now." Chika patted her chest and whispered, "Good thing Marin-chan didn't come, otherwise she would have been scared to tears... Kaguya, were you scared just now?"
Kaguya pursed her lips and said nonchalantly:
"Of course not scared."
Even if she was scared, she wouldn't say it. She wouldn't do anything embarrassing.
The next second.
Kaguya and Chika's gazes met in the air. Both noticed the hands being held by Natsuki. After a second of eye contact, the two girls' pretty faces flushed slightly, then they quickly averted their gazes, wanting to pull their hands back.
Natsuki exerted a slight force, holding on tightly, closing his eyes, and feigning weakness:
"I'm airsick, let me rest for a bit."
Smack!
Chika raised her hand and slapped him, puffing out her cheeks:
"President, don't go too far."
Kaguya, even more, straightened her pretty face and snorted lightly:
"If you're airsick, you can jump off now."
Sneaking around is one thing, but you actually want to openly embrace two women?
Don't go too far!
With the hope of embracing two women dashed, Kaguya and Chika both ignored him. Natsuki could only sit obediently for two hours.
No words were exchanged along the way.
The plane arrived in Osaka on time.
During the landing, the plane once again became bumpy and shaky. Natsuki had intended to try the same trick again, but unfortunately, Kaguya and Chika didn't let him hold their hands, so he could only give up helplessly.
"Osaka has arrived." Natsuki was the first to get off the plane, raising his hand to shield his eyes as he looked at the sun in the sky. "It feels even hotter."
Chika opened a parasol: "Osaka is in the north, so the sun is definitely stronger... Kaguya-chan, come over, come over, let's share the shade."
"Okay."
Kaguya softly responded and stepped to Chika's side.
Natsuki pointed to himself, expecting:
"What about me?"
Kaguya folded her arms across her chest, tilted her head, and smiled:
"The President shouldn't be afraid of getting tanned, right?"
Natsuki said:
"Actually, I'm quite concerned."
Chika smiled and looked over, then added: "No, the President isn't afraid."
Natsuki: "..."
The three directly took a taxi from the airport and headed straight for the address provided by Mitsui.
Half an hour later.
Natsuki and the two stepped out of the taxi and saw Yamada waiting at the intersection.
After briefly explaining their purpose, they encountered no difficulties whatsoever. Yamada's attitude was respectful and exceptionally cooperative.
What do you call a privileged person?
This is it.