'How can I not be worried? This clearly means Hachiman has other girls!'
'A few… a few is already a lot, okay?'
She really didn't expect that, in places she didn't know about, there were already quite a few… just who were they exactly?
"Master, dinner is rea… ready…"
After being busy in the kitchen for a long time, completely immersed in the joy of cooking, Mafuyu Kirisu turned around to call everyone to eat.
Then she froze, staring blankly at the living room. Mizuho Kazami and Ichinose Honami attending to Hachiman from left and right, while Karuizawa Kei and Kushida Kikyo were lying on the table in sync. Mafuyu Kirisu moved her lips, but in the end said nothing.
She had only spent some time cooking, and these people in the living room had already gotten involved with Hachiman? Were they really that desperate.
"Um, M-Mafuyu finished cooking… Master, shouldn't we eat now?"
Seeing that Mafuyu Kirisu had finished cooking and was looking at them, Mizuho Kazami couldn't help but quietly remind Hachiman.
Earlier, Hikigaya-kun clearly said they just needed to keep their voices down and didn't have to worry about Mafuyu noticing while she focused on cooking. But now Mafuyu had already turned around and was staring at them, and Hikigaya-kun was still continuing.
So when he said not to worry about being discovered, he meant that even if they were discovered, it didn't matter?
"Mm, then let's eat. Honami, you and Mizuho go help."
Hachiman glanced at Mizuho Kazami, who looked even more nervous than him, and smiled as he nodded. He picked up Kushida Kikyo and Karuizawa Kei, who were stacked together on the table, held one in each arm, and sat down. Then he used cleaning magic to tidy up the marks on their maid outfits as they lay limp and weak.
Although cleaning magic couldn't replace a bath, and he still enjoyed bathing together with everyone, the advantage of cleaning magic showed in moments like this. No need to go to the bathroom again, and it didn't delay dinner.
"Kirisu-sen—Mafuyu, we'll help bring the dishes."
Seeing this, Ichinose Honami immediately stood up and pulled Mizuho Kazami along to the kitchen, giving Mafuyu Kirisu a polite, shy smile as she stood there stunned.
Luckily she arrived late. Otherwise, the one lying weak in Hachiman's arms right now would be her.
Although she knew this wasn't anything special. Iris, Lala, Kaede, Tsubaki, Suzu, none of them could last long in Hachiman's arms either. Some even collapsed faster than she did, though they recovered more quickly.
Still, it felt a bit different this time. Usually it was at Ayano's house, Hachiman's house, or the club. Being at Mafuyu Kirisu's house made it a little unusual.
"…", Looking at Ichinose Honami in her apron-style maid outfit, straight legs wrapped in white thigh-high stockings, the white apron unable to hide her full, graceful curves, with only thin ribbons tied around her snow-white neck and slender waist, Mafuyu Kirisu hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.
"Ichinose, are you also Hikigaya's maid like Kushida and the others? When you were spacing out in class with him before, was it because he approached you first?"
In the end, Mafuyu Kirisu quietly asked about the relationship between Ichinose Honami and Hachiman while bringing dishes with her and Mizuho Kazami.
She actually wanted to react more strongly, but the "experience" brought by the maid outfit told her that, as the master, Hachiman's authority was practically limitless. Just holding two maids and playing around like this was already quite restrained.
If it were Princess Iris or the others wearing maid outfits, they'd probably still be in the kitchen cooking together with him.
For Hachiman and Iris, eating was just daily leisure to adjust their mood. The real enjoyment was in the process of cooking.
"Um… Mafuyu, just call me Honami. Actually, I'm not Master's maid. I was just invited by Kikyo…"
Hearing Mafuyu Kirisu's words, Honami hesitated, instinctively glancing at Hachiman. Seeing him still playing with Kushida and Karuizawa while cleaning them with magic, she lowered her voice to explain.
Based on her understanding of Hachiman, if he could do something like this in front of Mafuyu Kirisu, then there was no need to hide it from her.
Before long, Mafuyu Kirisu might be sitting in Hachiman's arms just like her, receiving his "maid training."
"Invited by Kushida?"
Mafuyu Kirisu froze. She had thought Honami came on her own, or was called by Hachiman. She didn't expect it was Kushida who invited her.
"Mm… kind of like helping out when a club is short on people… sometimes I get called over to help…"
Under Mafuyu Kirisu's gaze, Honami blushed slightly. She didn't know how to explain it, so she could only speak awkwardly while carrying dishes back and forth.
Although it felt a bit strange to say it herself, she was probably a somewhat special "ordinary girl" around Hachiman.
More importantly, her seat in the classroom was very close to him, only separated by Gabriel.
Logically, Gabriel and Yumiko sat even closer, but Gabriel always avoided this kind of thing unless Iris dragged her along. Yumiko, on the other hand, had a bad temper and treated people who weren't her friends poorly.
So instead, she, the transfer student sitting a bit farther away, ended up being more welcomed. People often messaged her to ask whether Hachiman came to class that day, where he went to play, and whether they should go over to serve him.
Nijika, who sat in front of Hachiman, was also popular. But on one hand, she had to help her good friend Yumiko and couldn't reveal Hachiman's whereabouts. On the other hand, she was busy rehearsing with her band, so she wasn't as "free" as Honami.
Without strength, without background, not closely tied to Advanced Nurturing High School, and not strongly connected to the Ichinose family either, having once acted as their informant and not trusted by Ichinose Ayano, Ichinose Honami was a free agent.
When the Ichinose family held parties, she would definitely be there. When Nijika or Yumiko needed people, they would call her too.
Sometimes when Gabriel wanted to slip away, she would push Honami out as a shield. Now even the transfer students' group at Advanced Nurturing High School would pull her in as a former classmate.
Studying during the day, hanging out with different groups at night, occasionally being called as backup. In a sense, aside from demi-humans, Ichinose Honami could be said to be the most "well-fed." Even the Kaede and Suzu sisters sometimes didn't get as much as she did.
"So in short, Honami, you weren't forced by Hikigaya, right?"
Mafuyu Kirisu didn't know what Honami had gone through to describe it like helping a club when they were short on people. Just how many girls had Hachiman gotten involved with? How were there even different "groups" like a club?
She fell silent for a moment, stopping by the sink, then turned to look at Hachiman in the living room, holding Karuizawa and Kushida, looking completely satisfied.
She shouldn't be doubting him so casually. Aside from having too many rumors and being entangled with many girls, his reputation wasn't bad.
But between so many girls willingly liking him and being with him, and him using power to oppress and force girls to be with him, the former sounded even more absurd. She couldn't help but doubt.
"No! No! Really not! Mafuyu, don't misunderstand. I can't explain it clearly right now, but everything was my own choice. I'm very grateful to Hachiman. Being able to like him is my honor."
Ichinose Honami was startled and hurriedly explained.
She had thought that since Mafuyu Kirisu was already wearing a maid outfit and invited so many people to her room, even if she hadn't thrown herself at Hachiman, she at least had a good impression of him.
She had worn that maid outfit before and knew it granted various maid skills, the most important being serving the master.
But after taking it off, those experiences would disappear. So the outfit was mainly used to help newcomers quickly gain courage, or just as a fun costume. No one wore it all the time.
She didn't expect Mafuyu Kirisu, who was still wearing it, to be worrying about this.
"…", Mafuyu Kirisu stared at Ichinose Honami, who looked normal but somehow wasn't. She let out a long sigh and stopped dwelling on their relationship, instead asking about the others who also spaced out in class with Hachiman.
"What about Tenma and the others? Are they like you in private too?"
"Um… that's hard for me to say. You'll have to observe slowly yourself. I can only say their relationship with Hachiman is quite good."
Honami felt helpless. Why were all the questions so tricky? How was she supposed to explain this?
If Mafuyu Kirisu had already joined them, saying more wouldn't matter. But since she hadn't, speaking carelessly could cause trouble for Gabriel and Nijika.
"…"
Mafuyu Kirisu stared at her expression, said nothing more, and quietly finished tidying the kitchen before bringing out the last two dishes.
'Hard to say… means there really is something special, doesn't it?'
Among the girls in the back row of the classroom, Ichinose Honami wasn't even the closest to Hachiman. Could it be that all of them had improper relationships with him in private? This was ridiculous.
No wonder Hachiman had been put on the disciplinary committee's blacklist, becoming the only student under special watch.
After tonight, when she went to school tomorrow, she would have to get the disciplinary committee to keep an eye on him.
Privately, she might not be able to control it. She couldn't follow them to their homes or their dates to supervise.
But in the classroom, she had to keep him in check. No matter what, she couldn't let him continue messing around with the girls in the back row and affect their academic performance.
She didn't know how many girls had already fallen victim to him, or how many had been swayed to his side. But she trusted Kotegawa Yui from the disciplinary committee.
Kotegawa Yui was overly upright, always working hard to maintain school discipline. She would never be bribed by Hachiman.
And recently there were new transfer students. The disciplinary members selected from among them should be reliable. Kotegawa Yui could team up with them to patrol the school after class, leaving Hachiman, who always skipped classes and hid around campus, with nowhere to run.
But those were matters for later. Tonight would still be hard to endure.
Wanting to set an example and be a trustworthy role model, Mafuyu Kirisu finished bringing out the dishes. Looking at the full table, then at Mizuho Kazami, who instinctively tried to sit beside Hachiman, she pulled her to sit opposite him instead.
"Huh? Mafuyu?"
Mizuho Kazami turned to look at her, confused about why she was being stopped.
"Mizuho, did you forget your maid outfit turns transparent when it gets wet?"
Mafuyu Kirisu's gaze fell on Mizuho Kazami's chest.
"This outfit doesn't need much water. Sweat is water, vapor is also water."
"The more nervous you are, the more you'll sweat. Then your outfit will quickly become transparent."
That was exactly why she'd rather wear a maid suit than this maid outfit. Once it got wet, even a little excitement, being teased by Hachiman or sweating a bit, would lead to a situation more embarrassing than wearing nothing.
"Oh…"
Mizuho Kazami looked down at her slightly translucent outfit, her face instantly flushing red. She bit her lip, glancing shyly at Hachiman across from her, wanting to complain about his bad intentions but not daring to.
She knew the outfit couldn't get wet, so she had been careful while pouring drinks for him and even when feeding him, afraid he might suddenly make her wet.
But she didn't expect sweat alone would make it transparent.
Just opening the fridge, feeling a bit of cold air, and a tiny bit of nervous sweat had already made it semi-transparent?
'Vapor is water, sweat is water… then…'
Mizuho Kazami couldn't help lowering her head further.
The chest area, where she hadn't sweated much, was only slightly see-through. But the other areas…
'Haven't I already been completely exposed?'
'Why didn't anyone tell me?'
"Let's eat first. Let's try Mafuyu's cooking."
Hachiman smiled as he looked at Mafuyu Kirisu and Mizuho Kazami across from him.
Karuizawa Kei and Kushida Kikyo, who had just finished serving him, sat down on both sides of the table, their faces slightly red. Now it was Ichinose Honami's turn to sit beside him and attend to him.
But for Hachiman, it didn't make much difference. The table in Mafuyu Kirisu's room wasn't big. With everyone sitting close, he could reach their thighs just by stretching his hand slightly.
"Y-Yes, Master…"
Mizuho Kazami stared at him, both embarrassed and annoyed. Biting her lower lip, she carefully stretched her leg out, her white-stockinged foot kicking at him under the table in frustration.
But that kick didn't land on what she intended. Instead, Hachiman grabbed her foot.
It even felt like something had clasped around her ankle?
'Wait… no way… is he really going to do something like this right in front of Mafuyu?'
Feeling that he had no intention of letting go, Mizuho Kazami suddenly sensed danger.
"Hmm?"
Mafuyu Kirisu turned her head, noticing Mizuho Kazami's awkward posture, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.
Based on her "experience"… that posture meant her leg was stretched out.
And given the distance between Mizuho and Hikigaya…
Just as Mafuyu Kirisu was about to look down and expose their shameless act under the table, she suddenly found she couldn't control her body again. She even felt an urge to stretch her leg out together with Mizuho to serve the master?
There was no way she would have such thoughts. Without a doubt, it was the influence of the maid outfit's "experience".
'This maid outfit… is a serious problem!'
"Mafuyu, why aren't you eating? I didn't expect your cooking to be this good."
Mizuho Kazami noticed Mafuyu Kirisu's intense gaze beside her, as if it could see right through her thoughts. She wanted to pull her foot back, but couldn't move Hachiman's grip at all. She even instinctively tried to use her other foot to kick his hand away, only for both feet to be caught.
Even through her white stockings, she couldn't block the burning heat from his palm. Mizuho Kazami had already realized something was very wrong.
But she couldn't say anything in front of everyone. She could only force a cheerful smile and urge Mafuyu Kirisu to eat.
'Please don't look down!'
"Mm."
Mafuyu Kirisu looked at Mizuho Kazami's flustered eyes and flushed face. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether Mizuho was acting on her own or being forced. She could only nod and start eating, her gaze shifting back and forth between Mizuho and Hachiman across from them.
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