I Don't Need Anything Like Maid Outfit Service

"A date? Kikyo, you're overestimating me. I don't even have any friends besides you, so how could I possibly have a date? It was just a tour of the school. Besides, I invited you to come along, but you were the one who refused."

"Tch, I thought as much. A mere Ju Ji like you couldn't possibly have a partner."

Kikyo wore a bored expression as she continued to fiddle with her phone, offering no rebuttal to Ju Ji's explanation. Well, go ahead and argue back, would you?

"Kikyo, there's something I need to ask of you tomorrow..."

"To think you'd actually try to use a cute girl like me for your own filthy purposes. But since I'm weak and powerless to resist, I suppose I have no choice but to accept your terrible, wicked deeds."

She took the lollipop out of her mouth and extended her delicate tongue to give it a light lick. Her indifferent attitude was completely at odds with the words she was saying; could you at least try to act the part?

In short, although Kikyo had been hypnotized, she showed absolutely no signs of it. She even openly resisted his requests; he was starting to worry he'd encountered a fake system.

Come to think of it, Kikyo really did refuse—no, she didn't actually say any words of refusal. Does this mean she won't "truly refuse" his requests? It seemed he would have to put this to the test.

"[Kikyo, could you put on a maid outfit and serve me?]"

The previously peaceful air instantly solidified. A look of disbelief appeared on Kikyo's face, and she didn't even notice the lollipop falling onto her clothes.

"Huh? Ju Ji, has your perverted nature finally awakened? Are you unable to resist laying a hand on your cute best friend... Tch, ah~ so you're serious? What a scumbag. But as your best friend, it's not like I can't satisfy your perverted desires."

Upon realizing that Ju Ji wasn't joking, the playful smirk in Kikyo's eyes vanished instantly. It was replaced by a cold, demonic gaze that looked as if it wanted to kill him.

Her complexion darkened as quickly as a changing mask. With an expression of disgust, she pulled a white gift bag from under the covers, which seemed to contain some kind of clothing. Her right hand rested lightly on her chest, and she began to undo the buttons one by one.

"No, wait, let me go out first before you change."

At this moment, Kikyo seemed to possess a strange charm that made it impossible for him to look away. But in the end, he managed to regain his sanity. He hurriedly ducked into the bathroom and closed the door.

He hadn't expected Kikyo to start undressing right there, and his heart was pounding like a drum. Moreover, that look of disgust seemed to strike a chord deep in his heart. But he had a question: he knew there was no such thing as a maid outfit in his room. Why would Kikyo start undressing, and could that white bag actually contain a maid outfit? And why, for that matter, would such a thing be in his room in the first place?

But since he had decided to run the test, he couldn't give up halfway—it was definitely not because he wanted to see Kikyo in a maid outfit. He just didn't know if his sanity could hold out until the end. No, it had to hold out; after all, he wasn't the type to take advantage of someone.

Time passed abnormally slowly, while Ju Ji's heartbeat continued to accelerate. He even felt a bit oxygen-deprived; he was genuinely worried his heart might break from the overexertion.

"Alright, you can come out now, you coward... Are you satisfied now?"

Kikyo's cold voice drifted in from outside. This let Ju Ji know that Kikyo had finished changing, so he gently opened the bathroom door and stepped out cautiously. His movements were like a thief's, even though this was his own dormitory.

Sure enough, the white gift bag had contained a maid outfit.

At this moment, Kikyo was sitting on the bed in a "duck-sit" position. She wore a white headband on her brown hair, and the black-and-white maid outfit seemed to come to life on her. Her long, slender legs, wrapped in black silk stockings, revealed a hint of sexiness.

Even though she was wearing a servant's attire, her arrogant demeanor made her look like a queen looking down from on high. Combined with her cold, disgusted gaze, it was a perfect match.

If Ju Ji were a masochist, he would probably be excited by now.

"I have a question: where on earth did you get that maid outfit, Kikyo?"

"Why ask so many questions? Hurry up and come over here—do you want to die?"

Judging by her impatient tone, it was clear she wasn't in a good mood. But since he had the intention of running an experiment, he had long been prepared to accept any punishment.

"Kikyo, what are you doing?"

Ju Ji approached Kikyo as if walking to his death and closed his eyes. After waiting for a long time, the expected iron-fisted punishment didn't come. Instead, he felt a strange sensation on his chest.

"I'm serving you, of course. Those books under your bed are written in exceptional detail, you know."

Kikyo pushed Ju Ji onto the bed with unusual force, but that cold, freezing gaze remained unchanged.

Looking at the cute face right in front of him and feeling the soft, comfortable touch against his body, Ju Ji's heart suddenly became unusually calm.

He was, of course, no stranger to the books under the bed that Kikyo mentioned, as they were things he had brought from home for "reference."

Most of them featured maid outfits and giant slimes. He had hidden them so carefully, so why had they been discovered?

However, that wasn't what he was concerned about right now. The most pressing matter was how to escape this situation, as he was pinned down by the weight of her body, making it difficult for him to even sit up.

Was this the power of [Permanent Hypnosis]? He could clearly sense that the current Kikyo was definitely not normal. If he did something irreversible, he would surely regret it.

"Ah... I've been found out. How embarrassing. But could you let me be on top?"

"Heh~ what a boring sense of dignity."

Even while under the control of the [Hypnosis] command, the little devil Kikyo was still just as infuriating when she spoke.

Even so, Kikyo obediently moved her body aside, and Ju Ji quickly stood up and used a hand strike to the back of her neck. He successfully sent her into a state of unconsciousness.

Although this maneuver was risky, for Ju Ji, who was proficient in medical arts, there was no possibility of failure. Kikyo's body slumped limply onto the bed, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"That almost got out of hand. I should do things like this less often. But I really am a physically and mentally healthy high school student; my body is still quite honest."

Not long after, Ju Ji returned from the bathroom, lay down on the bed, exhausted, and drifted off to sleep. Kikyo's presence could no longer stop him from sleeping. Before he drifted off, he didn't know if it was his imagination, but he seemed to hear the word "idiot." He was definitely not an idiot...