"This is... Hayasaka's room?"
Kaguya sat up, looking at the furnishings and layout of the room, her expression bewildered.
A desktop computer, stress-relief toys, and various small trinkets—it was clearly Hayasaka's room.
Kaguya had visited many times and was certain she wouldn't mistake it.
"It's... eleven o'clock at night now."
Kaguya picked up the phone by her pillow. After checking the time, she was about to put it down when she suddenly noticed something amiss.
"Wait... This isn't my phone."
Kaguya's eyes widened slightly, and she quickly recognized it:
"It's Hayasaka's phone?"
Not only had the room and phone become Hayasaka's belongings, but even her body seemed to have an indescribable strangeness.
Click.
The sound of a door opening suddenly rang out, especially noticeable in the quiet night.
"Who's there?"
Kaguya immediately became alert, narrowing her eyes and looking towards the door.
Using the light from the hallway outside, she quickly saw who was sneaking into the room.
"Eh, it's the President?"
"It's already past eleven, why is the President sneaking into my room?"
"Could it... could it be that the President wants to..."
Kaguya thought of a possibility, and her pretty face quickly flushed. She frantically closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep, temporarily forgetting the various peculiarities of her body and surroundings.
Impossible.
Although the President was getting more perverted, he definitely wouldn't go against her wishes. A night raid would be too awful!
The President must have a legitimate reason to come looking for her in the middle of the night.
That's right!
It must be like that!
But... what if?
What if the perverted president really wanted to conduct a night raid on her?
Should she resist, or close her eyes and pretend not to know anything?
As she thought, footsteps had already entered the room, followed by Natsuki's voice:
"Tsk~ there's nothing valuable in the room."
Eh?
What is the perverted president saying?
Kaguya's eyelashes trembled slightly, about to open her eyes.
The next second.
Natsuki's voice continued: "As the saying goes, a thief never leaves empty-handed. Since I'm already here, I can't go back empty-handed..."
The footsteps quickly approached the bed. Kaguya quickly held her breath, choosing not to open her eyes for now.
"A very wise choice," Natsuki's voice echoed faintly. "Since you're asleep, then keep your eyes closed and don't open them, otherwise something very dangerous might happen."
Kaguya: "..."
Eh eh eh?
What is the perverted president saying?
Why can't she understand at all?
"Very good."
Looking at Hayasaka lying on the bed, clutching the corner of the blanket with her hands, her eyelashes trembling, but her eyes not open, Natsuki smiled with satisfaction.
Unlike Marin and Sayu, although Hayasaka was the first girl he had intimate contact with, she was actually very reserved. Let alone role-playing, she wasn't even willing to cooperate with uniform temptation. The fact that she actually chose to feign sleep now was quite a pleasant surprise.
Breaking into a house, finding no valuables, but instead seeing the mistress fast asleep in bed, then evil rising from the heart, lust giving courage... Today, I am destined to be the thief!
Natsuki simply sat down by the bed and then grasped Hayasaka's doll-like foot. The skin felt delicate and silky smooth to the touch, like warm, soft doll-like, as soft as if it had no bones, making it impossible to let go.
After playing with it briefly, Natsuki quickly felt the girl's body under the blanket suddenly tense, seemingly with a hint of nervousness and bewilderment.
"Good reaction, you're quite cooperative today."
Natsuki nodded in satisfaction, then leaned down.
He's coming clean, no more pretending. Natsuki frankly admitted he was a foot fetishist.
"Mmm... Hmm—!"
The blanket trembled violently, followed by a suppressed groan from within the blanket.
Kaguya's eyes widened, her hands tightly gripping the corner of the blanket, nearly crying out and sitting up.
"W-What is the perverted president doing?! That place is too unsanitary!!!"
"..."
At the same time.
In another room.
Hayasaka slowly opened her eyes, only to see the room was dim.
"Huh, where's the lamp?"
Hayasaka reached out, searching for the nightlight, but after fumbling for a long time, she found nothing but her phone on the bedside table.
She turned on her phone.
Using the phone's light to look around, Hayasaka quickly noticed something was amiss.
"Is this… Lady Kaguya's room?"
Realizing the environment was wrong, Hayasaka sat up directly.
"Strange, why am I in Lady Kaguya's room?"
"What happened in between?"
Hayasaka extended a finger, gently rubbing her brow, trying to search her memory.
In her memory, she was messaging Natsuki, and Natsuki even said he was coming over for a night raid. Immediately after, an irresistible wave of drowsiness suddenly hit her, and her eyelids felt glued shut, too heavy to open at all.
Hayasaka only remembered closing her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them again, she was here.
"Could it be I was attacked by an anomaly?"
Hayasaka's expression quickly turned serious. She looked down to examine her body, and the next second her eyes widened.
"Huh, black… hair?"
Looking at the soft black hair falling over her chest, Hayasaka's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
She had only slept for a few minutes, how did her blonde hair turn black?
She reached out and gently tugged at her hair; it was very resilient, and her scalp felt a slight pulling sensation, clearly not a wig.
Hayasaka's gaze moved down and she suddenly noticed something else. She quickly tied up her hair, then hooked her finger under her pajama collar and looked inside.
Below the slender neck was a delicate and lovely collarbone, and continuing down from the collarbone was…
"No!"
"I'm not that small!"
Hayasaka finally thought of a possibility. She took a deep breath, decisively threw off the covers, got out of bed, and went into the room's attached bathroom.
Click.
She flicked the switch.
Bright, soft light cascaded down.
Hayasaka walked to the mirror and saw an incredibly familiar black-haired girl appear in the mirror.
Black hair, red eyes.
Skin like snow.
A perfectly flat chest.
At this moment, she was slightly parting her lips, looking at herself outside the mirror, her face filled with bewilderment and surprise.
"…Kaguya?"
Looking at "herself" in the mirror, Hayasaka tried to move her body, and the girl in the mirror moved with her.
A moment later.
Hayasaka finally understood the current situation.
"I've swapped bodies with Kaguya?"
"Why?"
"Is it an anomaly rule?"
Hayasaka quickly opened the game panel. After confirming she could still connect to the game, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
"There's no message in the notification list, so I shouldn't have encountered an anomaly…"
Hayasaka furrowed her delicate brows, thinking seriously, when a guess suddenly flashed through her mind.
"Could it be a side effect of those two potions from noon?"
Something abnormal must have a reason.
She wouldn't just swap bodies with Kaguya for no reason; there must be a cause.
After much thought, the possibility of the Mind Potion's side effects erupting and causing her to swap bodies with Kaguya seemed more likely.
"Yes, it's highly probable it's a side effect of the potion."
Hayasaka exhaled softly and quickly calmed down.
The side effects of the Night Potion were growing cat ears and a tail, or sudden changes in body size, but the Mind Potion was a new potion. The formulas and raw materials for the two Witch Potions were completely different, so the side effects could, of course, be different.
"Now I just need to find Kaguya, and once we meet, I can confirm it 100%… Wait, hold on!"
Hayasaka suddenly widened her eyes, remembering something else.
The President!
Before she fell asleep, the President messaged that he was coming for a night raid. Now, more than ten minutes have passed, where is the President? And what is he doing?
Thinking of this, Hayasaka quickly left the bathroom, picked up her phone, and messaged Natsuki.
"President, where are you?"
"…"
The message was sent, but there was no reply, not even a read receipt.
Hayasaka bit her lip and sent another message to "herself."
But the message was still like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response.
"Could it be that the President and Kaguya have already…"
"Impossible."
"As long as Kaguya discovers we've swapped bodies, she definitely won't let the President succeed."
Hayasaka took a deep breath, about to rush back to her own room, but at the doorway, her steps suddenly paused.
No.
She couldn't just go back like this.
The situation was unclear, and if she went back now and happened to see the President taking advantage of "herself," it would be too terrible to imagine.
After a moment of hesitation, Hayasaka turned back into the room, sat on the bed, and downloaded an application on her phone.
"I installed surveillance cameras in my room, originally to prevent unauthorized intrusion, and now they're coming in handy…"
The download progress bar advanced little by little, and under Hayasaka's anxious wait, it finally completed.
Next was installing the software.
A moment later.
The software was finally installed. Hayasaka eagerly entered her password, logged into the device, and checked the real-time surveillance of her room.
Then…
"You bastard!!!"
After seeing the content of the surveillance video, Hayasaka immediately clenched her fists, her pretty face flushed with anger.
"That's my favorite pillow, and you actually used it to prop up…!!"
Hayasaka took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
The worst-case scenario had still happened.
Simply put, the deed was done, the rice was already cooked.
But…
"Why didn't Kaguya refuse?"
Looking at "herself" in the video, Hayasaka felt incredibly strange, never having imagined she would watch a live broadcast of herself.
Hayasaka bit her lower lip, the temperature on her face subtly rising:
"Could it be that Kaguya hasn't realized the body swap yet?"
"…"
At the same time.
Natsuki also found that today's "Hayasaka" was very unusual.
It was known that normally, Hayasaka was quite similar to Juju, both being very stubborn-mouthed types. Even if her body cooperated, her mouth wouldn't easily admit defeat.
But today's Hayasaka was super obedient, doing whatever she was told. She kept her lips covered with her hand, barely spoke, and was full of shyness and nervousness, looking pitiful, weak, and helpless… If Natsuki hadn't been extremely familiar with Hayasaka's body, he would have even suspected if someone had impersonated her.
Half an hour later.
"Let's go."
Natsuki was satisfied. He picked up the exhausted maid, turned, and left the bed.
"Pre-President, what are you doing?"
Kaguya, whose head was spinning and who didn't even want to move a finger, suddenly panicked. Because her voice was hoarse, and she deliberately lowered her volume, she only felt her voice was slightly strange and didn't think deeper into it.
Natsuki said as a matter of course:
"Of course, we're taking a bath. Didn't you say to bathe frequently and be hygienic before you can sleep and rest?"
I never said that!
Kaguya couldn't help but puff out her cheeks. The President must have remembered wrong!
He had just taken advantage of her, and now he was attributing someone else's words to her… How outrageous! He should turn himself in!
Click.
The lights came on.
The bathroom suddenly became bright.
Kaguya tiredly raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the mirror, and suddenly her eyes widened blankly, subconsciously letting out a soft cry:
"Eh eh eh?!"
The two figures appearing in the mirror were the President, and the other girl was blonde with blue eyes, her eyes teary and her face flushed.
"What's going on?"
"Why is the person in the mirror Hayasaka?"
Kaguya only felt her head turn to mush. She was already dizzy, and now she was even more confused.
"What's wrong?"
Natsuki asked, looking down.
"The mirror…" Kaguya said subconsciously, "President, closer…"
Kaguya was somewhat suspicious if her eyes were playing tricks on her. Getting closer to the mirror would help her see clearly.
"The mirror?"
Natsuki paused slightly, and his gaze immediately became subtle. Then he carried the maid in front of the mirror.
"The mirror surface is clean, no condensation, and the movements are consistent with my own… What exactly happened?"
Kaguya was still trying to think, when she suddenly felt something was wrong and turned her head in a panic, saying:
"President, what, what are you going to do?"
Natsuki said seriously:
"Of course, as you wished, I'm going to do it with you in front of the mirror."
Kaguya: "…I never said such a thing! I only meant to get a little closer to the mirror!"
Natsuki: "Yes, yes, I know."
Kaguya: "Since you know, perverted president, hurry up and leave... Ugh—"
With a cry of agony, Kaguya quickly forgot to investigate the truth.
The night passed without incident.
The next day.
As the first ray of sunlight streamed through the window, Natsuki quietly got up and returned to his room.
Hearing his footsteps fade away, Kaguya's eyelashes trembled slightly. She quickly got up, clutching her chest, then tiptoed into the bathroom and looked at 'herself' in the mirror.
Golden hair, blue eyes, long eyelashes... it was clearly Hayasaka.
What exactly happened last night?
While she was lost in thought, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Kaguya was startled, thinking Natsuki had returned to continue taking advantage of her, but the door was already gently pushed open, and a black-haired girl walked in.
The two girls' eyes met, and the air fell silent.
Finally, 'Kaguya' broke the silence first:
"Miss?"
Kaguya snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and said:
"You are... Hayasaka?"
"That's right, it's me," Hayasaka said nonchalantly. "When I woke up last night, I found that I seemed to have turned into milady's appearance. Now it seems there's another explanation... just like the movie 'Your Name,' milady and I swapped bodies."
"Body swap?" Kaguya exhaled softly, furrowing her brows. "Could it be yesterday's psychic potion?"
Hayasaka nodded:
"I also think it's a side effect of the potion. It can actually make people's souls swap. It feels very incredible."
The confusion in Kaguya's mind suddenly cleared.
So it was a soul swap, that explains it... Wait!
"Since it's a soul swap, that means the perverted president's target last night was Hayasaka all along, not me..."
Thinking of this, Kaguya involuntarily puffed out her cheeks.
You two are so skilled, how many times have you done this behind my back!
Hayasaka observed her expression and chose to take the initiative:
"How did milady rest last night?"
Kaguya's gaze immediately drifted, and she stammered:
"It... it wasn't bad..."
Hayasaka crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow:
"The Miss didn't do anything strange with my body, did she?"
"Of... of course not!"
Kaguya's momentum deflated.
As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot, then it wanes, and then it's exhausted. With Hayasaka gaining the upper hand in momentum, Kaguya involuntarily temporarily extinguished her jealousy.
"When can our bodies swap back?"
Kaguya couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know," Hayasaka shook her head. "Even if milady asks me, this is the first time I've encountered such a situation... However, since it's a side effect, it should swap back naturally after some time."
After a pause, Hayasaka said calmly:
"We'll consult with the perverted president later to see if he has a solution."
"No!"
Kaguya cried out in a panic.
"Eh?" Hayasaka tilted her head. "Why does milady seem so nervous?"
Kaguya's pretty face was already flushed, and she nervously turned her head away, stammering:
"I'm not nervous at all. I just feel that we don't need to trouble the perverted president with everything. It's just a side effect, at most, it'll swap back in a few days."
Stay calm.
Don't panic.
Hayasaka still doesn't know what I did with her body and the perverted president last night... The perverted president probably doesn't know either. Since that's the case, last night's secret must be kept forever!
"I'm sorry, I saw everything clearly in the surveillance."
Hayasaka lightly bit her teeth, her gaze sweeping over the duck pillow on the bay window.
That's her favorite pillow, and you actually used it to prop up your bodies, that's too much!
She grumbled internally, but Hayasaka's expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly:
"Understood... So, we won't tell the perverted president about the body swap for now?"
"Mm-hm." Kaguya quickly nodded. "Don't tell the perverted president about this."
Hayasaka turned and said:
"Then that's settled. Miss, hurry up and wash up, you can go out for breakfast."
"..."
While Kaguya was washing up, Hayasaka quietly left and went directly to Natsuki's room.
Bang bang.
A knock sounded.
Natsuki opened the door and saw a black-haired, red-eyed Miss standing outside, greeting him nonchalantly:
"Kaguya, good morning."
The 'Miss' walked into the room, crossed her arms over her chest, narrowed her eyes slightly, and tilted her head:
"Does the perverted president really not know, or is he pretending not to know?"