Uesugi Hara lightly stroked the delicate skin of Kushida Kikyo's calf with his fingertips. As he casually savored the soft touch, he watched the changes in Horikita Suzune's expression.
Horikita Suzune still frowned in conflict, her expression repeatedly torn between humiliation and desire. Kushida Kikyo, meanwhile, had long since stopped struggling and quietly lowered her head. Her chestnut hair concealed most of her face, leaving only her reddened earlobes exposed, as though she had tacitly allowed Uesugi Hara's actions.
Uesugi Hara did not cross the line. He merely lightly felt the softness of her leg and patiently waited for Horikita Suzune's response.
The private room instantly fell quiet. Apart from the occasional sounds drifting in from outside, the three of them were each lost in their own thoughts, and the atmosphere became somewhat subtle.
At last, as though she had made a desperate, all-or-nothing decision, Horikita Suzune took a deep breath and slowly said, "I can agree to be... your maid."
Uesugi Hara released Kushida Kikyo's ankle. Her two little feet immediately withdrew like startled rabbits. Kushida Kikyo still did not raise her head, but her ears quietly perked up.
Uesugi Hara patted nonexistent dust from his pants and looked at Horikita Suzune. "Go on."
"There are only one million Points. I can't be your maid for all three years." Horikita Suzune raised her head, her gaze becoming firmer. "At most, until the end of next semester."
Uesugi Hara calculated in his heart—until the end of next semester meant next April. It was neither a short nor a long time.
He raised a brow. "Fine. But most of the time, we'll be in class, so there won't be much time to actually do anything. Wouldn't that leave me at a loss?"
"What do you want, then?" Horikita Suzune's brows furrowed