In the blink of an eye, it was the last day of the dungeon.
Yukino's dungeon stay time ran out, and she left the dungeon first.
Natsuki turned to look at Tsubame, saying meaningfully:
"Now it's just the two of us."
Tsubame's cleaner task was completed yesterday, and the passerby players who were with Tsubame left the dungeon yesterday. Now, in the vast house, only Natsuki and Tsubame remained.
Tsubame raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and softly said:
"It feels so much quieter now, a little lonely."
Natsuki said:
"I think it's just right."
"Eh?"
Tsubame tilted her head and looked over.
Natsuki's gaze was burning as he said:
"With just the two of us, we don't have to worry about disturbing anyone, do we?"
"Pah~"
Tsubame's pretty face flushed, and she couldn't help but lightly scoff, shyly scolding:
"This is a dungeon, and Natsuki-kun's task isn't finished yet. Focus on the task and don't always think about strange things."
Natsuki retorted:
"Tsubame didn't think this was a dungeon when she snuck into my room last night."
"It wasn't a sneak attack at all!"
"Then what was it?"
"I just accidentally got lost…" Tsubame turned her pretty face away. "Hurry, let's go, to your guard post!"
"…"
The day passed without a word.
Natsuki, leading several hellhounds, roamed unchecked in the community. Coupled with his despicable and shameless financial offensive, the neighborhood relations throughout the community became exceptionally harmonious.
As night fell, Natsuki punctually received a game notification:
[Main Quest Completed. You may choose to leave now, or you may choose to remain. The maximum stay time is forty-eight hours]
"Natuski-kun, is the task completed?"
Tsubame asked softly from beside him.
Natsuki nodded and said:
"I received the notification."
"That's good."
Tsubame let out a soft sigh of relief upon hearing this, completely putting her mind at ease.
This thing was like a lottery drawing; even if you had the winning ticket, you couldn't let your guard down until you actually claimed the prize.
"Then, shall we return to the real world now?" Tsubame asked softly.
But Natsuki suddenly shook his head and said, "Not yet."
"Huh?"
Natsuki intertwined his fingers and said seriously, "This is the first home for Tsubame and me, full of commemorative significance. Once we leave, we can never come back. Tsubame would definitely regret it, right?"
"That sounds somewhat reasonable... not!" Tsubame couldn't help but retort loudly.
"A residential area full of vengeful spirits and monsters—even if I never return, I won't have a single regret."
"Alright, I'll be frank; no more pretending," Natsuki said, raising his hands. "When we return to reality, school will start, and the Strange Tales Management Bureau will have a lot of things to do, so it will definitely be super busy... I want to spend one more day with Tsubame. Otherwise, I don't know when we'll have another chance to be alone."
Tsubame's pretty face flushed slightly, and her bright eyes glared at him. She whispered, "It's Junior who's too busy. You can come find me anytime you want to play, right?"
Natsuki sighed deeply and said mournfully, "Once we return to the real world, Tsubame will become the head of the rhythmic gymnastics club, an unapproachable high-flown flower, Aoi's mother, Ryuju Momo's spiritual lighthouse... In short, you'll no longer be my exclusive Tsubame."
Tsubame raised her hand to tuck a strand of dark hair behind her ear, revealing a doll-like-white earlobe. Although it was a simple action, it clearly highlighted the girl's beauty. Her bright eyes rolled, and her voice was sweet as she said, "I am me. I was never Junior's accessory."
Natsuki raised his right hand and said seriously, "I volunteer to be Tsubame's accessory."
"Pfft~"
Tsubame lightly spat, no longer mentioning leaving the instance. She turned and walked briskly towards their home.
The journey was silent.
The two returned home, had a simple dinner, and then started bathing.
"Tsubame, do you need a back scrub?" Natsuki asked, raising his hand.
"Absolutely not!" Tsubame covered her body and immediately refused. "I can wash myself!"
Natsuki sighed, saying mournfully, "Back then, in the Haunted House of 'The Grudge,' Tsubame used to bathe with me every night."
"That was a special circumstance, completely different from now," Tsubame retorted, glaring at him. "Anyway, don't even think about coming in to bathe together."
Bang.
The door closed.
Tsubame hid in the bathroom.
"Tsk~"
Natsuki sat on the sofa, sighing verbally but not actually disappointed.
Tsubame was inherently conservative; it would be strange if she easily agreed to bathe together. If it were Marin Marin, he wouldn't even need to ask; she would have dragged him into the bathroom directly.
Fiery passion was certainly enjoyable, but shyness and conservatism also had their own charm.
Half an hour later.
Natsuki and Tsubame had both finished washing up and were sitting in the living room drinking water.
"Tsubame, I'll leave the door unlocked for you tonight."
"No need!" Tsubame rolled her eyes. "I just want to rest well tonight. I won't leave the door unlocked for you, and Junior shouldn't even think about a night raid on me."
Natsuki said, "Tsubame isn't preparing for the wedding tonight?"
Tsubame crossed her arms over her chest, lifting her chin slightly as she said, "I'm no longer interested."
Natsuki silently took out the Truth Mirror.
"Tsubame, if you say that again to the mirror, I'll honestly go to sleep tonight and do nothing."
"Hmph~"
Tsubame let out a soft hmph and turned to leave.
"I'm tired. I'm going back to rest."
"..."
Natsuki shrugged, put away the Truth Mirror, drank the rest of his water, and walked towards Tsubame's room.
Click.
Natsuki grasped the doorknob, gave it a gentle twist, and found it wouldn't open.
"Tsubame, why did you lock the door?"
Tsubame's voice came from inside the room: "Of course, to prevent Mr. Werewolf from breaking in."
Natsuki said, "There's no Mr. Werewolf here."
Tsubame said, "I misspoke. It should be Mr. Pervert."
Knock, knock.
Natsuki lightly knocked on the door, calling out, "Tsubame, be good, open the door. It's just the two of us in here. Tsubame, you don't trust me."
Tsubame's sweet voice came from inside the room: "Junior finally realized it."
Natsuki: "Since Tsubame locked the door, then I won't come for a night raid... However, my room will still be unlocked. Tsubame is welcome to come over anytime."
Tsubame: "I won't go!"
"..."
The hallway outside fell silent.
Tsubame waited for a while, and when she didn't hear Natsuki's voice, she couldn't help but hesitate.
"Natsuki-kun... has he already returned to his room?"
"Should I open the door and check?"
"No!"
"Maybe it's a feint, and Junior is hiding outside the door, waiting for me to open it... Sleep, sleep."
Tsubame lay down on the bed, pulling the covers over her head, trying to sleep.
The result, needless to say, was that she couldn't sleep at all.
Neither the cold loneliness of being alone nor the nearly completed dream wedding allowed her to fall asleep.
After tossing and turning for a long time, Tsubame finally couldn't bear it anymore. She gently lifted the covers, got out of bed with a flushed face, and used the exact same excuse as yesterday: "I'm going to the restroom..."
Click.
Tsubame gently opened the door and peered out. The hallway was cold and empty, with no one in sight.
Not seeing Natsuki's figure, Tsubame breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, felt a subtle sense of disappointment.
He really wasn't outside the door anymore...
Quietly stepping out, she went to the restroom for a quick wash, then Tsubame returned to the hallway, her steps gradually slowing.
When she reached Natsuki's doorway, she involuntarily stopped.
"Ahhh! Go back to your room quickly!"
"Girls should be more reserved! I already did a night raid last night; if I can't control myself again today, he'll definitely look down on me!"
"But the ability to construct dreams is almost mastered. Once we leave the instance tomorrow, I don't know when I'll have another chance to be alone with Natsuki-kun..."
The girl's anticipation and reserve intertwined, leaving Tsubame in a tangled mess. By the time she realized it, her right hand had unconsciously grasped the doorknob.
The next second.
An inexplicable current suddenly surged from the doorknob, swiftly sweeping through her entire body.
Before Tsubame could even let out a low cry, she suddenly felt her body move uncontrollably. She violently pushed open the door and then rushed directly into the room.
Bang.
Tsubame directly pounced onto the bed, pinning Natsuki beneath her.
"Tsubame, what are you doing?"
Natsuki feigned shock.
"I..." Tsubame sat on the covers, feeling her body regain control. But as soon as she opened her mouth, she found her mouth was once again out of control. "I'm going to rob you of your chastity!"
"What?" Natsuki's expression was shocked. "I didn't expect Tsubame to be this kind of person."
Tsubame's pretty face flushed crimson, embarrassed to death.
"I..."
But as soon as the word 'I' came out, her body lost control again, and the same words blurted out: "I'm going to rob you of your chastity!"
Natsuki sighed deeply and said, "Everyone else is gone. Has Tsubame finally revealed her true nature?"
Tsubame bit her lip in shame.
"I... I'm going to rob you of your chastity!"
"I know, I know. Tsubame, stop talking," Natsuki said, opening his arms. "I won't resist."
Tsubame's pretty face was flushed, both anxious and nervous, as she continued to pin Natsuki beneath her.
"My body suddenly stopped obeying me... Huh?"
After finishing her sentence, Tsubame suddenly realized she hadn't said anything scandalous or suggestive.
What's going on?
Why wasn't her speech distorted just now?
Tsubame lowered her head, her gaze falling on Natsuki's face, and she finally noticed something was wrong.
Natsuki-kun... something is strange about him!
Under normal circumstances, if she suddenly changed into someone else, Junior would definitely look serious, worried if she was possessed by an evil spirit, and certainly wouldn't just lie obediently on the bed and let himself be captured!
One thought led to another.
Her body inexplicably losing control, and every time she spoke, if it started with the word 'I,' it would involuntarily turn into "I'm going to rob you of your chastity," as if it violated some rule...
Tsubame quickly deduced the truth, gritting her teeth and saying, "Kouhai used Domain Expansion?!"
Natsuki denied, "I didn't..."
Tsubame puffed out her cheeks and said, "Liars will be [censored] for the rest of their lives!"
Hey, hey, Tsubame, you're hurting a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of your own! If something goes wrong with your body, you won't be able to be happy later!
Natsuki, of course, wouldn't gamble his future happiness, so he raised his hands in surrender and said, "That's right, I'm the real culprit."
"Wahhh—"
Tsubame's cheeks puffed up high, as if she had turned into a rolling beast.
"I... I'm going to rob you of your chastity!"
"Ahhh! She's really angry!"
When her body suddenly became uncontrollable, she thought she was being attacked by an unknown evil spirit, but it turned out to be a prank. Anyone with a good temper would get angry!
Natsuki reached out and pulled Tsubame into his arms, then suddenly said, "The prank was my fault, but putting the facts aside, isn't Tsubame-senpai also a little bit at fault?"
"What?!"
Tsubame's beautiful eyes widened, looking over in disbelief.
It was clearly your fault, and you're trying to shift the blame?
Natsuki said confidently, "Although I deployed a domain, only those who touch the doorknob will trigger the rules. Tsubame-senpai, why were you touching my room's doorknob late at night instead of sleeping?"
"..."
Tsubame suddenly recalled.
Although her body was controlled by the rules, putting aside all the embellishments, it was indeed a night raid.
"I..."
Tsubame parted her lips, wanting to explain, but inadvertently violated the rules again: "I'm going to rob you of your chastity!"
"As Tsubame-senpai wishes."
Natsuki pulled Tsubame into the covers.
"You, you, you..." Tsubame quickly realized something was wrong and said shyly, "Where are your clothes?"
Natsuki said righteously, "Of course, you have to take off all your clothes when you sleep."
"Let go, let me go back."
"Since you're already here, let's finish the wedding in the dream first."
"..."
After some playful tussling, Tsubame "begrudgingly" chose to yield, snuggling into Natsuki's embrace and falling soundly asleep, re-entering the dream world.
After three consecutive days of practice, Tsubame finally mastered the dream control technique and could turn fantasies into reality within her dreams.
Tsubame, having just mastered the technique, was like a child tasting candy for the first time, having an absolute blast, decorating the entire school as a wedding stage.
Natsuki stayed by Tsubame's side throughout, acting as both consultant and groom.
As dawn approached, the grand wedding in the dream finally concluded.
The night passed without a word.
The next day.
"Tsubame-senpai, it's time to get up."
Looking at Tsubame slowly opening her eyes, Natsuki softly said, "Go change your clothes, and then we can leave the instance."
Tsubame wasn't wearing any clothes at the moment. If she chose to leave the instance now, she would also be without clothes upon returning to reality.
"Hmm..."
Tsubame blinked her eyes, her long, slightly curled eyelashes trembling gently, as the dream and reality continuously intertwined in her mind.
An endless sea of tulips.
Hot air balloons filling the sky.
A perfect wedding in front of all the teachers and students of the school...
Listening to Natsuki's heartbeat, Tsubame bit her lip lightly with her pearly teeth, then suddenly whispered, "I don't want to get up."
Natsuki casually said, "If you don't get up, I'll have to take advantage of Tsubame-senpai."
"..."
After a brief silence.
Tsubame buried her face in the pillow, her voice trembling slightly, clearly very nervous: "Take advantage of... then take advantage of..."
"Hmm?"
Natsuki was slightly stunned, thinking he had misheard: "Did Tsubame-senpai just say I can take advantage of her?"
"..."
Tsubame buried her face in the pillow, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, remaining silent.
At this moment, silence was more eloquent than words.
As a carnivore, Natsuki naturally made the correct choice without hesitation...
"Tsubame-senpai, I'm going to eat you!"