Who hasn't had two moms die these days?

Kushida Kikyo has already memorized the size of that maid outfit; she will use her own eyes to measure the figure of every girl!

"I won't wear your clothes," she said, rummaging through the clothes she had tossed under the bed and pulling out her Room Key Card. "You know where my room is, right?"

"Please find my clothes."

"Don't let anyone find out."

"I have class tomorrow morning, so I can't stay here overnight," she said.

Frankly speaking, keeping it until now is already a miscalculation.

I never imagined I'd do something so impulsive.

But it's okay, she definitely didn't lose out!

Kikyo Kushida Kikyo shoved the Room Key Card into Asakusa Toru's hand, then rolled up the blankets, grabbed her terminal, and began to scroll through the messages she hadn't been able to respond to during this period of silence, wrapped in a towel and huddled under the sheets.

As if suddenly remembering something, she poked her head out from under the sheet and said:

"Oh, don't worry about me searching your dorm room while I'm here alone. I'm not interested in that kind of thing."

After saying that, she shrank back again, showing no intention of seeking Asakusa Toru's opinion at all.

"..." Asakusa Toru looked down at the Room Key Card in his hand, shook his head, and put on his clothes.

Take it if you want.

Running an errand is no big deal.

As for whether leaving Kushida Kikyo alone in the room would reveal something...

He didn't leave any evidence in the room at all.

He had already repaired the marks left by the practice Voice Recorder throwing, and he had also long ago deleted the recordings from the duplicate Voice Recorder created during the practice. Although he hadn't disposed of those duplicates but had instead put them in a box and organized them, they didn't reveal anything.

At most, he'll just be called crazy for sourcing goods from who-knows-where.

As for the rest... only the junk items that match the maid outfit will be dug out, but they're not really useful.

Only two are truly useful.

Cold Medicine and Mind-Calming Popsicle.

The person in the first example isn't sick and wouldn't eat random things, so it wouldn't matter if the person in the second example ate one or two pieces.

However... I'll tidy up the room a bit later.

Everything that needs to be put away and everything that needs to be organized should be put away.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be convenient to bring girls back to the dorm.

"Snap."

The door opened, then the door closed.

"..."

The air conditioner was blowing cold air, and the dormitory began to quiet down.

Kushida Kikyo was huddled under the sheets, suddenly poked her head out. She first tried to pull the sheets off herself, but quickly pulled them back over herself after the cold air rushed in.

After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and grabbed the maid outfit.

Actually, this is quite thick.

Although I'm a little reluctant to wear this outfit, since it's not specifically for that guy to see, and it's just for keeping warm, it should be fine.

White over-the-knee stockings covered her legs, and the black and white ruffled skirt concealed her "absolute territory" (area of skin). Although they were slightly ill-fitting, they were enough to keep her warm while wearing them temporarily.

All dressed... time for the adventure!

Saying she wasn't interested would be a lie; Kushida Kikyo was extremely interested in Asakusa Toru.

This guy is the embodiment of mystery.

Previously, due to his presence, although I had observed the situation in his dormitory from time to time, I never had the opportunity to delve deeper.

You can find a lot of interesting things when you start living in a dormitory for male high school students who live alone.

Although everything needs to Advanced Nurturing, the treasures of the past cannot be brought over.

But with nearly two months of free time, Kushida Kikyo didn't believe that Asakusa Toru had no intention of buying anything else!

And so, Little Kikyo's dormitory adventure began.

First and foremost, of course, is the simplest thing: under the bed!

Oh, she forgot that the beds provided in the dormitories don't have any gaps underneath for dirt and grime to hide.

No, it's okay. There's also the big box next to the desk that I always see when I come here!

... Why are they all Voice Recorder?

Just how many Voice Recorder did this guy buy?

Do you think Voice Recorder are free?!

Kushida Kikyo closed the cardboard box containing the Voice Recorder again and opened the drawer.

A ballpoint pen, some common household medicines, and... a transparent bag that, for some reason, had the word "swimsuit" written on it, even though it contained band-aids.

I feel like I have something to complain about, but I don't know what to complain about.

Take a look at the wardrobe.

"--" She reached out and pulled open the cabinet.

The first thing that catches the eye from top to bottom is the large number of standard male school uniforms hanging together. If you lift up these clothes, you can also see what look like white lab coats with shirts labeled "Not attending school," "Retired," and "Cheaters."

If we continue...

A loincloth with only one shoe left? Clearly a women's indoor shoe? And transparent high heels...

What are all these things?

Chapter 117 Who hasn't lost two mothers these days?

Why would he have these things in his closet?

Kushida Kikyo couldn't understand.

There was only one leather shoe, and it wasn't the same size as the indoor shoes. The size of the high heel also didn't match the previous shoe.

Why is he stuffing all these things in his closet?

After a moment of thought, a terrifying idea popped into Kushida Kikyo's mind.

She had heard that recently, men have developed a very perverted tendency.

You'll start to like feet, and consequently, you'll like socks, and even shoes.

... Could that guy have a foot fetish?

It's not impossible.

However, I've heard that most people who like feet are masochists, so maybe... I should step on him next time?

If you get excited, then you're right.

Having made her decision, Kushida Kikyo gently closed the wardrobe and turned to look elsewhere.

The computer on the desk... it's password protected, I can't open it.

Seriously, why do I need to set a password for my computer when I'm alone in my dorm room?

The table was very clean, with nothing superfluous on it.

Looking around the room, apart from the traces of the earlier battle, there seemed to be nowhere to hide anything.

They really didn't give themselves away.

No wonder they left so decisively.

... never mind.

Anyway, having a recording is enough.

After rummaging through her dirty clothes, Kushida Kikyo pulled out Voice Recorder and confirmed that Voice Recorder was still recording normally.

Hmph, if I'm unhappy about it, I'll sue him for violating a woman's will!

If someone is unwilling, then they are unwilling!

Putting away the Voice Recorder and roughly estimating that it was about time, Kushida Kikyo was about to change out of her maid outfit.

"Click--" The door opened even faster than expected.

"It doesn't fit perfectly, but it's not bad at all," Asakusa Toru a smile, standing at the door. "I'll appoint you as the head maid immediately."

"Go to hell!" After pulling off the stocking on her left leg, Kushida Kikyo threw it towards Asakusa Toru.

Although she was cursing, she didn't seem as resentful as before.

It seems that the ice therapy is very effective.

The pressure that had been building up on her shoulders was lifted, and a sense of relief emanated from the girl's slightly energetic body.

Kushida Kikyo extended her hand:

Give me the clothes.

"Don't you need me to help Ms. Kushida change?" Asakusa Toru the school uniform he had brought back, asking softly.

Upon hearing this, Kushida Kikyo smiled.

She sat down at the foot of the bed with a smile, raising her right leg, which was still covered by her sock.

"Come here," she said.

A third battle... of course, there wasn't one.

Asakusa Toru wasn't so repressed that he wanted to stuff his * inside her, Kushida Kikyo wasn't so repressed that she started wanting it again after only two minutes.

It doesn't matter if tomorrow is a day off.

But I have class tomorrow.

Kushida Kikyo has no intention of having to lean against the wall to get to class.

... Now that she's recovered, her legs still feel a bit awkward, and if this continues, she won't be able to walk normally.

So, without hesitation, she changed her clothes, put away the stained sheets, packed up her dirty clothes and Voice Recorder, Kushida Kikyo put on a mask.

Although she no longer wore a hoodie and pulled up the hood, she still wore a mask at least.

"... See you tomorrow." Turning around with her back to Asakusa Toru, Kushida Kikyo said softly.

"..."

There was no response; not only was there no attempt to keep him, but there wasn't even a farewell.

Heartless!

Kushida Kikyo cursed under her breath and lifted her leg.

But just as she was about to leave, a large arm silently pressed down from behind.

"Hmm, I've been thinking about it. Why don't you stay?" Asakusa Toru leaned down, but not so much that he would knock the girl over. "At worst, we can get up early tomorrow to avoid the crowds."

"I want a cushion tonight," he said.

"..." For no apparent reason, Kushida Kikyo found herself suddenly in a very good mood.

But she didn't show it; she just turned her head and gave him a sidelong glance.

"Leave your head here. You don't even have a change of sheets. Am I supposed to stay here and sleep on the floor with you?"

Although the dormitories are mostly fully equipped, the possibility of getting the pillows dirty was not taken into consideration.

... It's not that we didn't consider it, it's just that it would cost money.

After a moment of silence, Asakusa Toru snapped his fingers: