Anastasia only had a glance at the young master of the House of D'Arc and focused on pushing the cart towards the body mirror.
"Master Vincent, let me help you wash. Breakfast will be ready soon and you must enter the dining hall on time." She said in a calm tone yet again, flustering Vincent as he shivered upon thinking of a few unholy things.
As Anastasia stared at the young boy, she thought, 'In just a week, the House of D'Arc will collapse and everyone will die. There's no time for me to waste. I have to leave the house as soon as possible.'
On Vincent's side, he was just processing what had to be done when he heard the chime of a bell.
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[Ding!]
[Quest triggered!]
[Quest: Stall Anastasia
Info: The regressor Anastasia plans to leave the House of D'Arc for the Ironheart Guild. Prevent her from leaving.
Time limit: 2 days
Penalty: Death]
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[Ding!]
[Quest triggered!]
[Quest: Save the House of D'Arc
Info: The House of D'Arc will fall in a week. Do your best to save it.
Time limit: 7 days
Penalty: Death]
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'Huh? I only just arrived in this world and you're saying my house is going to fall? Not to mention, if I don't clear the quest I'll die before my house falls!?'
[That is correct. While the host is at it, here's another piece of information…]
[The main quest has not been triggered yet. Please gain corruption points to trigger the main quest.]
'There's a main quest too? And you're actually asking me to trigger it instead of doing it on your own? What sort of system are you? Wait… forget that. Why do I not see the rewards in these quests? Shouldn't there be rewards?'
[Host, this is not a game. This is real life. And you currently look like a fool to Maid Anastasia for spacing out. Please focus on real life.]
"…"
Vincent turned in the direction of Anastasia, only to see her staring at him with knitted brows.
"Master Vincent, are you not feeling well? I've called you out three times now." Anastasia's tone was calm and professional, but it definitely sounded like she was scolding him.
Vincent could feel a hint of hurry and disgust from her too.
'Oh, she sure is a regressor on her fourth run. To her, the current task is probably something of a chore she gets done on every run before running away. With me not cooperating, it sure looks like I'm wasting her time.'
Vincent sighed visibly and cooked up an excuse as he walked towards her.
"Miss Anastasia, I was just wondering how hectic it is for you. Everyday you have to do so much work, sleep late and get up early too. It's not that I'm not feeling well, it's that I am wondering whether you are feeling well or not. My apologies if I may have taken more of your time than needed."
Splash!
Anastasia suddenly dropped the bowl of water in her hand as she heard that, her eyes popping wide like saucers.
"Ahh!" She cried out upon learning that she dropped the water. "I'm sorry, Master Vincent."
She quickly got down and began mopping the ground with a dirty rag, thinking, 'What? What is happening!? How is this idiot young master spouting such things in this regression? Did he eat some weird pill or is it an effect of me engaging in more dialogue than necessary?'
To Anastasia who was living the same present for the fourth time, anything that deviated from the usual script meant she had done something to trigger it, otherwise everything would flow normally.
She wasn't thinking of Vincent's words of worry but reflecting on her own actions.
"I'm done. Please let me get you ready for breakfast."
Anastasia didn't delay and began taking off Vincent's clothes to wipe him.
Watching her avoid him and do her work, Vincent silently clicked his tongue.
To an immortal keyboard warrior like him, playing with dialogues was not difficult. It was just that, he thought this maid would be flustered easily upon hearing such things out of the blue.
From the looks of it, she didn't seem as flustered, given how she had gotten up and was back to doing her job.
Without him asking, she had stripped him to his underwear. He could now feel her hands on the hem of his underwear and made her stop by putting his hands on her.
Before he could ask her, Anastasia looked up with a confused gaze and asked, "Is something wrong, Master Vincent?"
"W-what are you doing?" Vincent was the flustered one now.
Even though he was good at dialogues, it was all online!
He had never had a female's touch before and this was far too much!
Anastasia was further confused as she knitted her brows and said, "Master Vincent, I already told you, I'm about to wipe you. Why are you making things difficult for me?"
Anastasia did not sound like a maid. It was more of an authority, and reasonable for a regressor who just wanted to get the menial tasks done quickly.
Vincent was about to protest further when he heard a bell chime.
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[Ding!]
[Quest triggered!]
[Quest: Get Wiped!
Info: Let the Maid Anastasia wipe you and do her job without resisting so as to not appear suspicious.
Time limit: 10 minutes.
Penalty: Death]
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'Death again!?!' Vincent cursed inwardly and stopped resisting completely.
"My apologies." He said outwardly and closed his eyes, trying not to meet the maid's fierce gaze.
The maid didn't indulge in any more dialogue. She was used to his timid nature and went back to removing his underwear and wiping him.
Vincent felt a breeze at the bottom. It was a sunny day but the air was cold. Only now could he make out that this was perhaps fall and winter was about to arrive.
'System, what is going on? This quest clearly makes me understand that you are somewhat sentient and controlling the way things should play out. Seriously, what is up?'
[Beep-boop. The system is under maintenance.]
'Son of a bitch! What if I get hard and this maid decides to kill me? She's a regressor anyway and wouldn't mind changing the plot line completely for her benefit.'
[Maintenance complete. The system is now ready to answer the host's questions.]
[Maid Anastasia will not find the host's hard-on weird or unreasonable.]
'Why? Is it because she's used to her job?'
[No. Even with a full erection, the host's manhood looks normal.]
'Huh!?'
This was the nth huh of the day by Vincent and this jab sounded so personal that he couldn't help but open his eyes to stare.
Looking below at the tool between his legs, Vincent froze on the spot.
His shock was so much that the maid finished wiping him and putting his clothes on. She left before reminding him to be at the dining hall in five minutes.
[Ding!]
[Quest (Get Wiped) is complete!]
[Issuing rewards…]
[Obtained: Common Mystery Box x1, Roll x1]
[Ding!]
[No response.]
[Check one-two-three. Is the host alright?]
[No response detected again. Initiating wake up protocol…]
Bzzzt—!
"Accckkk!" Vincent shivered and got back to reality.
He looked around and found himself clothed. The maid wasn't here. Nothing indicating her being present was there.
"Sigh… it was a dream, right? Surely this—"
[It was not a dream.]
"…"
A chill ran down Vincent's spine.
With shivering hands, he pulled his pants away to see the thing between his legs.
The moment he saw what was there…
"Ahhhhhhh!"
…
A/N: D'Arc translates to 'Of Arc' and I know some of you may point out that writing House of D'Arc literally means writing "House of of Arc" which is wrong. However, let me clarify that in fantasy writing, this is perfectly acceptable and normal. In any case, if it makes you too uncomfortable, please let me know and I'll change it in future. Thank you, have a good read!