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Her fine, deep brown hair, slightly split at the ends from just waking up, didn't look messy at all.
Instead, it added a touch of playful cuteness to the young woman.
A murderous, angry gaze shot from her sky-blue eyes at Haru's face. Her youthful, beautiful face was now flushed a intoxicating crimson.
Shyness and rage coexisted—that was Aoko's current state. And it was only natural. Though her most important parts were still covered, in her eyes, it was the same as being naked.
"Still resisting the contract? Don't you know the more you resist, the longer this state will last? Or do you enjoy this kind of play?" Haru looked at Aoko with suspicion, his deep gray eyes filled with a teasing expression.
"Bastard!!" Aoko's pupils constricted.
She cursed under her breath, and her tense body suddenly relaxed. Complying with the contract, she quickly picked up the scattered maid outfit from the floor and skillfully put it on.
"As I thought, she's more charming with it on than without." Haru nodded sagely, admiring Aoko's changing show.
With the great power of time and Aoko's high efficiency, the change of clothes was completed within two minutes. A vibrant, youthful maid appeared before Haru.
That, coupled with her True Magic User status and her 'Aoko Aozaki' character bonus.
Haru was already aroused.
"Hmm, very nice indeed." Haru stood before Aoko, his eyes shining as he looked at the young woman. He alternately rubbed his chin and nodded slightly, a look of appreciation on his face.
"..."
A gentle breeze blew by.
The chill from the thin clothing made Aoko's face flush with panic. Her pale, wheat-colored skin gradually turned the color of cherry blossoms. Her slender arms instinctively pulled down on the hem of her white skirt.
"This... what kind of skirt is this? It's only twenty centimeters long, right? And this big hole? What kind of maid outfit is this!!!!" A frantic voice came from the young woman's thin, rosy lips.
Her blue eyes now held an unshakeable panic. Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes. Her hands pressed down on the flimsy, ultra-short skirt. Her slender, pale legs were pressed tightly together, standing on the bedsheet, her toes wiggled restlessly.
"Perfect. An era without safety pants is simply wonderful!!!!" A serious, solemn voice reached Aoko's ears.
She lowered her head and looked at Haru, who had, at some point, crouched down and was now looking up at her. Her gaze went blank for a few seconds.
The next moment, her face, which had been a faint pink, instantly turned a deep crimson, even her small, delicate ears flushed red.
"Bastard, you pervert, where are you looking?!!!" Aoko, enraged, stood on one leg, lifted her pale, slender leg, and brought it down on Haru's face.
Thwack—!
Her foot slammed into Haru's face. A look of triumphant revenge on her face, Aoko continuously increased the pressure, twisting her soft, boneless foot, grinding it into his face.
However, the young woman's strength, unenhanced by magical energy, was no different from that of a normal high school girl.
Even with all her might, to Haru, it was as weak and powerless as a baby's punch.
"That tickles. What did you just do?" Aoko's body trembled. She quickly pulled her foot back and, standing on the bedsheet, felt the tingling, itching sensation on the sole of her foot. Her lip twitched.
Thump—!
Haru, who had been crouching on the ground, suddenly pushed off with his calves, and with a bear-like pounce, he tackled Aoko onto the bedsheet. His elbows pinned her arms, and his entire body sat on top of her, his bloodshot pupils fixed on the young woman beneath him.
"You, what do you want to do?" Aoko swallowed hard, feeling his hot gaze sweeping over her, especially the exposed skin through the holes in her maid outfit. It made her even more panicked.
"Well now, Aoko. Last night, I think I heard you say if I survived..." Haru lowered his head and, breathing warmly into her small, rosy ear, he whispered.
The words, accompanied by the tickling sensation in her ear, made Aoko's lip twitch. She now desperately wanted to kill her past self.
If there were a pill for regret, she'd buy a dozen.
"Hehe, did I say that?" Aoko blinked, a dazed, innocent expression on her face as she played dumb.
"Mmm~~ ooh!!!" Her blue eyes shrank to a small dot. Aoko stared, wide-eyed, at the face so close to her own, trying to cry for help, but in the end, she could only let out a few whimpering cries.
A few minutes later, Aoko, unable to struggle free, her face flushed, her eyes filled with rage, her pupils slowly constricting into a small dot, an inexplicable chill flashing through her blue eyes.
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"Hah~~ The punishment is over. Time to get to work, my little maid." Haru released the young woman's lips, gave her short-skirt-clad rear a light pat, and grinned teasingly.
Watching Haru, who was suppressing something—his forehead slick with sweat, Aoko's gaze flickered for a moment. The towering rage that had been building within her was now stuck in an awkward, unsatisfying place.
Thwack—!
Aoko, her face dark, slammed her head into Haru's chin with a resounding crack.
Haru, riding the force of the impact, leaped back slightly, releasing his hold on Aoko's arms and patting his now-flushed face.
Suddenly free, Aoko scrambled to her feet. Suppressing the sharp pain in her head, she glanced at the Magic Crest on her right arm, her dangerous gaze sweeping over Haru's face. She was calculating, estimating the odds of mutual destruction if she were to unleash the full power of her Fifth Magic.
"You can try it, you know," Haru said with a light chuckle. But secretly, he activated the master-servant contract hidden deep within Aoko's mind.
It wasn't that he was afraid of Aoko killing him, but that he was worried the young woman would unleash an uncontrollable power and destroy herself.
But if he could, he really didn't want to play this trump card. If the freedom-loving Aoko discovered she was already a bird in a cage, Haru couldn't imagine what kind of twisted, dark version of her he would have to face.
"You just wait!!!" After a moment's hesitation, the young woman wiped her lips with the back of her hand, as if trying to erase the traces Haru had left behind, and, lifting her foot, she strode past him towards the door.
As she passed him, Aoko, her face filled with rage, stomped hard on his foot and then, as if fleeing, she quickly exited the room.
Thump—!
The door, kicked with ferocious force, slammed against the wall with a loud, mournful creak.
"Remember to clean the living room," a voice, tinged with a faint smile, came from within the room.
Aoko, striding down the hallway, froze, the veins on her forehead bulging. If her Fifth Magic wasn't still unawakened, still uncontrollable, she really would have turned back and fought that—defiler of young women to the death.
"Clean up, is it? Alright, I understand!" Aoko said, crossing her arms and cracking her knuckles, a humorless smile on her face.
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