Eleven o'clock.
Fumiya Jin and Yuki Suou arrived outside a bedroom door adorned with pink fluffy decorations.
Yuki Suou turned around, looked at the maid following behind her, Ayano Kimishima, and said, "Ayano,
Fumiya-san and I have some important business to discuss in private. We cannot be disturbed by anyone, so...
you will stand guard outside the door. No eavesdropping, and don't let anyone open the door. Even if my grandfather comes, you must do everything in your power to stop him. Understand?"
Hearing this, Ayano Kimishima's expression remained blank, but her pupils quivered slightly.
Important business to discuss in private...
...yet the chosen venue is a bedroom.
And no eavesdropping or disturbances are allowed.
Ayano Kimishima hesitated for a second before nodding. "Understood, Yuki-sama. However, regarding the specifics of the order, I need confirmation...
...
She approached Yuki Suou, leaned close to her ear, and asked in an extremely low voice:
"Does 'any circumstances' mean... even if the Young Miss shouts for help from inside the room, or starts making strange noises while banging on the door, or even if you explicitly order me to come in and help... even in the aforementioned situations, must I still adhere to the 'do not disturb' command?""
Yuki Suou was stunned.
She turned her head and looked at Ayano Kimishima.
She found the maid's expression was as blank as ever, and her gaze was quite serious.
It seemed she was genuinely considering what to do should any of those scenarios occur.
Yuki Suou was speechless.
What's wrong with my cute little maid?
Could those situations actually happen? No matter how I think about it...
Well, okay.
It's not entirely impossible.
After all, this man named Fumiya Jin had just subjected her to some rather excessive bullying in the garden,
which directly resulted in her having to change her clothes before meeting with the master.
Ayano Kimishima developing such suspicions was probably related to that incident.
Yuki Suou glanced back at Fumiya Jin.
Although when he decided not to act human, he really went all out...
but she had to admit, both times he'd gotten the better of her, she had been the one to make the first move.
To this day, Fumiya Jin had never once initiated an offense against her.
Besides... Fumiya Jin had already cleared two instances
with a girl who looked incredibly fragile. No matter how you looked at it, he couldn't possibly be some horndog who lets his lust control him and throws all caution to the wind.
Now that they were about to enter an instance, she wasn't worried that he would try anything funny with her in the bedroom.
"Yes, that's right," Yuki Suou replied to Ayano Kimishima, "It means any and all circumstances."
Ayano Kimishima froze for a moment.
She was silent for about three seconds.
Then she took three steps back and bowed respectfully. "As you command, Yuki-sama."
Only then did Yuki Suou turn around, open the bedroom door, and lead Fumiya Jin inside. She then closed the door and locked it with a click.
Ayano Kimishima, left outside, only straightened up slowly after hearing the click of the lock.
A deep worry finally surfaced in her usually placid eyes.
This is a disaster.
The Young Miss might be in serious trouble!
Although Ayano Kimishima appeared expressionless on the surface, her mind was always racing.
An hour ago, after she had left the garden, she didn't know what the Young Miss and Mr. Fumiya had done there.
But afterward, the Young Miss had returned to her room looking disheveled and had to change into a new set of clothes before coming out.
Her flushed cheeks didn't even begin to fade until after she met with the old Master Hasegawa... Even a fool could tell that something strange had happened.
If the Young Miss and Mr. Fumiya were a couple, then of course it would be fine; that was their personal freedom.
But as her personal maid, Ayano Kimishima could clearly see that their relationship was anything but sweet.
The Young Miss's feelings toward Mr. Fumiya seemed more like awe mixed with fear.
But why would she feel that way?
Ayano Kimishima had once helped the Young Miss dispatch people to investigate Fumiya Jin.
So she knew that Fumiya Jin was just a student from an ordinary family, with no background whatsoever.
Furthermore, he had only appeared on the Young Miss's radar a few days ago. She had never seen the Young Miss interact with him before that.
How could such a person get so close to the Young Miss in such a short time, making her feel such reverence toward him,
to the point where even if he violated her, she wouldn't dare to speak out?
Putting all these factors together, Ayano Kimishima could only think of one possibility:
He must have gotten hold of some leverage over the Young Miss, forcing her to be his slave!
Based on this deduction, Ayano Kimishima glanced back at the locked door. Although she couldn't hear any sound coming from within,
her gaze seemed to pierce through the wood to see the scene inside.
The moment they entered, Yuki-sama was pushed onto the bed by Fumiya Jin, who then did as he pleased with her sacred body.
And although Yuki-sama was clearly unwilling, she couldn't resist because of the leverage he held over her.
She didn't even dare to call for help, not wanting to drag the Ayano Kimishima outside into this mess.
She could only endure the strange sensations with all her might, biting her lip and trying her best not to make a sound.
The mere thought of such a scene filled Ayano Kimishima's heart with immense shame and anger.
Of course, she wanted to immediately stop this outrageous event from happening.
But an order was an order.
Yuki-sama had told her to guard the door and not to enter under any circumstances.
So she had to obey.
So she definitely couldn't stop the tragedy unfolding now...
However, she certainly couldn't pretend to know nothing and just let this continue.
Even if she couldn't do anything today, she had to find a way to save her master.
He must have gotten hold of...
But what could she do?
As a servant, directly asking her master about this would obviously be a gross overstep of her position.
Besides, since the Young Miss had been pushed this far, she was clearly being blackmailed with something major. She definitely wouldn't be willing to let her know about it.
So asking Yuki-sama about it was certainly a dead end.
In that case...
...the only option is to start with Mr. Fumiya?
Thinking this, Ayano Kimishima suddenly recalled that when they were in the hallway earlier, she had distinctly felt Fumiya Jin's gaze fall upon her several times, especially on her rear end...
It seems he's interested in me, too.
Perhaps this is the only chance to save the Young Miss?
Of course, this would be an extremely dangerous path. Regardless of success or failure, she herself might...
But Ayano Kimishima quickly made her decision, her eyes becoming incredibly resolute.
To save her most important master, she was willing to sacrifice anything.
Even herself.
This was Ayano Kimishima's path of loyalty!
Meanwhile, on the other side of the well-soundproofed door, inside the room.
Fumiya Jin scanned the room, slightly surprised. He had expected it to be more girlish and cute, but it was extremely simple, even spartan. He couldn't see a single doll or decoration.
Yuki Suou walked to a corner, opened a mini-fridge, took out two bottles of cola, and tossed one to Fumiya Jin. She then opened her own can and began to chug it down.
After drinking a good amount, she let out a breath and looked at Fumiya Jin with a hint of resentment. "It's all your fault for being so good. It took me forever to convince Master Hasegawa to leave. The way he was acting, he looked like he was about to get on his knees and beg you to learn kendo from him."
"My fault?" Fumiya Jin also opened his cola and took a sip. "I'm just a little exceptionally talented, that's all. After all, my class is Tachi Player."
Since they were about to enter an instance anyway, Fumiya Jin didn't intend to be so secretive with Yuki Suou anymore. Revealing some general information would make cooperation easier.
"Huh? Tachi Player?" Yuki Suou's eyes widened. "So your class was tachi-related all along... No wonder you're so vicious..."
In truth, Fumiya Jin's earlier performance had nothing to do with his Tachi Player class; it was entirely the effect of that ring.
But he didn't bother explaining that now, just letting Yuki Suou believe what she would.
"Anyway, I'm a DPS class that uses a tachi, and my skills are all about cutting people with it. That's all you need to know," Fumiya Jin said. "By the way, you haven't told me what your class is. I only know your class skill."
"I..." Yuki Suou stiffened slightly and looked away. "It's not important. I only have that one skill anyway..."
"I don't like being kept in suspense," Fumiya Jin said, narrowing his eyes.
Yuki Suou immediately sensed danger and covered her chest with one hand. "You... you sure have a lot of dislikes! Alright, alright, I'll tell you, okay...? My class is called... called... Bratty Imp..."
Fumiya Jin nearly spat out his cola.
"Bratty Imp? It really suits you, Miss Suou."
"Like I need you to tell me that, you damn degenerate! I'm a noble long-range control class, so could you please show me a little respect?" Yuki Suou pouted and said, "Anyway... shouldn't we be entering the instance? I don't want to wait too long and get pulled in alone."
"Fine," Fumiya Jin took another sip, set the cola aside, and sat down next to Yuki Suou. "Let's begin."
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