She didn't even know who was more outrageous anymore. All she could do was try her best not to get dragged into whatever madness Ayano and Kikyo were up to.
Ichinose Honami sneaked a few glances. As Kushida Kikyo stepped in, the situation over on Mizuho Kazami and Kirisu Mafuyu's side turned tense and sticky, completely tangled and impossible to separate. She immediately fixed her gaze straight ahead and picked up food to feed Hachiman.
Aside from Ichinose Honami, Karuizawa Kei would also occasionally bring food over, chatting at the same time and trying to liven up the atmosphere at the table.
Actually, other than Kirisu Mafuyu, Kushida Kikyo, Karuizawa Kei, and Ichinose Honami were all socially skilled and great at keeping things lively. Even Mizuho Kazami had a bright and energetic personality.
But no matter how much they tried to keep things upbeat, no matter how much they joked and talked, Kirisu Mafuyu never blended in with them. She just kept her head down, quietly picking up food and eating.
Kirisu Mafuyu basically already knew their true sides. She could even clearly feel what kind of little tricks they were pulling under the table right now. How could she possibly stay indifferent in a situation like this?
In the whole room, only Ichinose Honami hadn't personally been seen by her in an embarrassing moment of being bullied by Hachiman. But the apron-style maid outfit she was wearing was already embarrassing enough.
Even without the maid outfit's influence, without losing control of her body and intimately serving Hachiman like that, she still couldn't fit in.
Kirisu Mafuyu bit her lower lip tightly, staring expressionlessly at the food in front of her. Aside from the blush on her face spreading wider and wider, there was no other change. The way she sat at the table gradually returned to normal, and the hand holding her chopsticks steadied.
'So Mafuyu can do this?'
Mizuho Kazami turned her head to look at Kirisu Mafuyu, who had suddenly straightened her back, holding her bowl properly and eating bite by bite in a serious manner.
If you ignored what was happening under the table, no one would suspect those feet belonged to Mafuyu.
Although she would rather not know about it, now that Mafuyu had joined in, there was no way for her to pull her feet back either.
She couldn't just leave Mafuyu to handle it alone...
Mizuho Kazami glanced gloomily at Hachiman, who was being served from both sides by Ichinose Honami and Kushida Kikyo. She copied Kirisu Mafuyu and kept stuffing delicious food into her mouth, not letting herself make any sound other than swallowing.
For both Mizuho Kazami and Kirisu Mafuyu, this meal was pure torture. But the happiness didn't disappear, it was just all being reflected on Hachiman as they desperately suppressed it.
"You should all be full by now. Mafuyu's cooking is really good. It'd be nice if I could eat dinners you make every day in the future."
Hachiman wrapped his arms around Kushida Kikyo and Ichinose Honami's soft, full bodies, signaling them to put down their chopsticks. He looked at Kirisu Mafuyu, who was also slowly putting hers down, with a hint of regret.
He was the one who originally wanted to be a househusband, but it seemed like he didn't have much time left to take on that role.
The maid outfit seemed more suitable for someone like Kirisu Mafuyu, who was useless at housework. Once she wore it, there was no need to worry about not knowing how to do chores.
Still, even though the maid outfit wasn't that useful to him, it wasn't something he could just casually give away. And if he gave this maid outfit, meant specifically to serve him, to Kirisu Mafuyu, she probably wouldn't accept it anyway.
"Master, I'll go wash the dishes!"
Feeling Hachiman's gaze, Kirisu Mafuyu's heart jumped. She hurriedly braced her hands behind her and dragged her legs as she stood up.
Now that the meal was over, her body no longer had the urge to keep serving him. And with Kushida Kikyo releasing the hands that had been holding her down, she immediately stood up.
But... The moment Kirisu Mafuyu stood up, a numb weakness spread through the soles of her feet. She stumbled, quickly grabbing the table to avoid falling.
The maid outfit didn't enhance her physical strength, it only gave her various skills. She really couldn't keep up physically.
Fortunately, Mizuho had been helping earlier.
Sometimes she could rest a bit.
Kirisu Mafuyu glanced at Mizuho Kazami, who was still obediently sitting there serving Hachiman. After steadying herself, she picked up two plates and slowly shuffled toward the kitchen with soft squishing steps.
"Mizuho, let's go chat on the bed. Leave this place to Mafuyu to clean up," Seeing this, Hachiman stood up as well, walked over to Mizuho Kazami, picked her up, and carried her to sit on the bed.
"Eh? I-I don't need to help clean up?"
Mizuho Kazami widened her eyes as she saw Hachiman approach aggressively. Afraid he might use some other way to bully her again, she instinctively covered her mouth, but didn't expect him to just pick her up.
"Didn't you say you'd split the work with Mafuyu? You stay here with me, Mafuyu will clean the kitchen."
Hachiman carried Mizuho Kazami and sat down on the bed, leaning his back against Kirisu Mafuyu's pillow.
"B-But this is Mafuyu's bed. If we chat here and end up dirtying it..."
Mizuho Kazami's whole body was stiff. Even though Hachiman wasn't holding her tightly, she had no thought of running away.
Still, feeling that his enthusiasm hadn't faded at all. If anything, it seemed even hotter, she swallowed nervously and looked at him with unease.
Were they really going to sleep here together tonight with Mafuyu?
She was already wearing a maid outfit, so why did things still have to go further?
"If it gets dirty, Mafuyu can clean it herself. She's a maid today. Besides, we've already taken the clothes away. At most, we'll just need to wash the bedsheets."
Karuizawa Kei glanced at the glossy white stockings wrapped around Mizuho Kazami's long legs. She sat on the other side of Hachiman, hugged his arm, kissed his cheek, then tightly clasped his fingers.
As soon as she, Ichinose Honami, and Kushida Kikyo heard they'd be chatting on the bed, they immediately put away the maid outfits that had been laid out on it and hung them in the wardrobe. Otherwise, just the act of getting on the bed would've been enough to give Kirisu Mafuyu a lot more cleaning to do.
Normally, unless there was a special need for messier play, everyone would use cleaning magic to keep their bodies clean, pure, and smooth at all times.
But... judging by Kirisu Mafuyu's state, she felt that later the master would leave with them directly, without using cleaning magic to deal with the traces left in the room.
"Mm... th-then what am I supposed to do... It's not really just chatting with you, Master, right?"
Mizuho Kazami looked at Karuizawa Kei, who was leaning on Hachiman's shoulder and tightly holding his hand. Then she looked at Ichinose Honami and Kushida Kikyo, who were back-to-back, moving together in a synchronized squat. She felt completely out of place.
Young, beautiful, bold, lively, daring in love and play, she couldn't compare to these girls radiating youthful charm at all.
Noticing her gaze, Ichinose Honami's face flushed slightly, but her shy expression didn't affect her movements.
She thought they'd leave after eating, but she didn't expect it to be her turn too.
Forget it. Kikyo said there would be a gathering here tomorrow, and Mafuyu would officially join then. She just had to endure the awkwardness for one day.
By then, everyone would be the same, and she wouldn't have to worry about embarrassing herself in front of Mafuyu.
"Mizuho, don't you know what to do? You once tried to seduce me yourself. Now you don't even have the courage to learn from them?"
Hachiman leaned against Kirisu Mafuyu's pillow, holding Karuizawa Kei and Mizuho Kazami, with Ichinose "plump wave" and Kushida Kikyo also in his arms. He narrowed his eyes comfortably.
If it weren't still early and he had other plans tonight, he felt like he could just stay here and sleep until morning.
There were still many girls in this off-campus student apartment he hadn't "tasted" yet. He needed to find a chance to "finish them all."
"Y-You... Master, didn't you say I only acted like that because of the succubus influence?"
Mizuho Kazami wanted to glare at him, but her expression and tone just wouldn't come out fierce. She could only look at him helplessly.
He clearly knew she didn't do it on purpose, yet he still brought up seduction, definitely up to no good.
"But you still seduced me."
Seeing her wanting to speak loudly but not daring to, Hachiman looked at her transparent maid outfit and shook his head with a smile.
"Mafuyu was affected by the maid outfit just now, that's why she served me. You're not even wearing one, so why are you still moving?"
"But tonight, I'll just hold you for a while. I won't force you to join Honami and Kikyo."
Such delicious "meat" right at his lips, if he didn't eat it, that would be rude.
Mizuho Kazami was just like Hanamori Kotomi, easy to be "eaten." How could he possibly not want that?
Still, he wasn't in a rush. He could let her get mentally prepared first and play together tomorrow.
"Tomorrow? Master, you're coming tomorrow too?"
Hearing that, Mizuho Kazami immediately realized how serious things were.
Aside from her and Mafuyu, how many people at the gathering actually had a special relationship with him?
"Take a guess, when I show up at your gathering tomorrow, will I come find you?"
Hachiman smiled without answering, rubbing her soft, full thigh for a while before finally letting her go.
"Alright, we should be leaving soon. Mizuho, go change your clothes back."
"Y-Yes... Ma... Master..."
Mizuho Kazami was already drenched in fragrant sweat, her maid outfit completely transparent. Her lips were slightly parted as she breathed heavily. Upon hearing his "release," she hurriedly got off the bed and ran to the bathroom to change.
But when she reached the door, she found it closed.
"Mafuyu? Are you inside?"
"Ah? Oh! I'll open it right away!"
Hachiman picked up Karuizawa Kei and placed her beside Ichinose Honami and Kushida Kikyo, then lay on his side, letting Kei sit on his chest before teleporting away.
Before leaving, however, he greeted Kirisu Mafuyu, who had already finished washing the dishes but had gone into the bathroom and stayed there.
"Mafuyu, after school tomorrow, you're welcome to visit my home. But my parents won't be there, so if you still want to do a home visit, you might be disappointed."
Today's home visit to Mafuyu's place was over. Tomorrow, it would be her turn to visit his.
Though, after what happened today, he doubted she'd dare to come.
"They really left? They didn't take the maid outfit?"
"Mm... they probably won't come back..."
Kirisu Mafuyu carefully opened the bathroom door and stepped out, meeting Mizuho Kazami's blank stare. She turned to look at the now quiet room.
But before she could feel relieved, the chaotic state of the bed snapped her back to reality.
Messy sheets. Wet footprints from her and Mizuho on the floor. Various hard-to-clean stains.
'How am I supposed to clean this? There is a gathering tomorrow!'
'Most of it is on the bed, how can I possibly call a cleaning service for this?'
'Wait. No. I can clean it myself...'
Kirisu Mafuyu looked at Mizuho Kazami, who was still wearing the transparent maid outfit, then glanced at her own still clean and neat maid outfit, suddenly realizing she was no longer the same as before.
'With the maid outfit, I am powerful!'
'Not just housework, even cooking a full feast tomorrow would be easy!'
The only problem was that her mind was still replaying those unavoidable "experience videos."
'And... it seems like I can't take off this maid outfit by myself?'
Kirisu Mafuyu tried to remove it, but found she couldn't even untie the bow at her collar. Unless it was for serving Hachiman, she simply couldn't take it off...
'Should I call him back to help me remove it?'
Kirisu Mafuyu turned to look at Mizuho Kazami beside her. After everything that had happened tonight, neither of them knew what to say.
Standing together, they both looked down at the still-damp white stockings on each other's legs and fell into silence.
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[Karuizawa Kei's Room]
"Master, why didn't you just take Mizuho and Mafuyu directly?"
"Even if Mafuyu tends to avoid things, Mizuho could've been taken right away. From what I can see, she has a good impression of you. Even with us doing all that in front of her, she didn't resist."
"Yeah, once you take Mizuho, Mafuyu might just half-resist and agree too. At their age, without boyfriends, they're probably pretty starved."
Karuizawa Kei leaned against Ichinose Honami and Kushida Kikyo, who were back-to-back with their arms interlocked to steady themselves. She glanced back, realized she couldn't squeeze into their rhythm of serving Hachiman, and shifted forward instead, looking down at him.
Compared to Ichinose Honami and Kushida Kikyo's full, eye-catching figures, her body was more slender. It didn't have that kind of overwhelming presence that naturally drew attention with even the slightest movement.
At times like this, her slimmer build made it hard for her to squeeze in.
Even when the three of them faced each other, she didn't really want to serve together with them. It felt a bit like setting herself up for embarrassment.
"They'll be eaten tomorrow. Tonight, I'll eat you first."
Hachiman smiled at their urging. As he toyed with Karuizawa Kei's long, smooth, boot-clad legs, he gently bit her moist lips.
After teleporting back to his room, Karuizawa Kei immediately transformed into a battle-damaged magical girl. Her long boots and short skirt replaced the maid outfit.
Her slim waist exposing her flat stomach, and her straight legs under the skirt, everything about her made him unable to let go.
Even though her figure wasn't as full as Ichinose Honami or Kushida Kikyo's, in the range of ordinary standards, her body was already excellent. Being that well-shaped without sagging was truly a mix of talent and anime-world logic.
Big had its advantages. Small had its own charm. He liked both.
With fuller bodies, he could hold two at once. With smaller ones, he could hold three or four.
Full and bouncy felt great to hold, but slim was just as nice. He wanted both.
"So, tomorrow... Mafuyu and the others are having a gathering, right? Then how about we have our own gathering tonight? Master, do you want more people to join us?"
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