Hayasaka's azure eyes suddenly widened.
She had noticed a bead of sweat lingering on Lord Su Yang's neck.
It was a crystal-clear bead of sweat. It was Lord Su Yang's bodily fluid.
Gulp.
That was the sound of her swallowing.
Yes.
She felt herself facing a choice.
And she thought deeply about it.
She loved Lord Su Yang's scent, so if it was sweat, then eating it would let her feel even more of it, wouldn't it?
But she could not act.
Because that sort of behavior was already bordering on perversion.
Su Yang felt an itch on his neck.
He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw a blonde beauty in a traditional, elegant maid outfit—a black dress with a white apron—standing beside his bed.
She held a small blue handkerchief in her hand. She had just been wiping away his sweat.
And this was his maid, Hayasaka Ai.
"Oh. Thanks, Hayasaka. Wake me again when dinner's ready."
Su Yang yawned, rolled over, and continued sleeping.
"Understood." Hayasaka nodded earnestly.
She respectfully watched her master's movements.
At the same time, she let out a sigh of relief.
She had indeed chosen to be a normal person.
Doing something like tasting her master's neck would be socially fatal.
So she tucked the handkerchief she had just used to wipe Lord Su Yang's sweat behind her waist, intending to take it away and treasure it.
"Big Brother, thank you so much this time."
At dinner, Su Yang saw his younger brother, Ishigami Yuu, again. Unlike yesterday, when he had knelt and acted timidly, Ishigami Yuu looked spirited today.
He excitedly talked at length about Ogino being dealt with.
Ootomo Kyoko had apparently learned from the police that Ogino's phone contained photos he had taken of her, and she finally understood what kind