The girl was wearing a stand-up collar, double-breasted short trench coat. The first two rows of buttons were undone, revealing her chest. The white shirt underneath the trench coat had openings on both sides of her breasts, exposing large areas of skin. A black leather belt with Black Cross was tied around her chest.
The trench coat has a slit on the right side at the waist, revealing a super short skirt that doesn't even reach the hem.
The collar of the garment was fastened with a blue leather belt, from which hung a large brass bell, and the bottom hem was edged with a black leather belt with a brass buckle.
She wore blue half-gloves on both hands, and half a handcuff on her left wrist. She wore black suspender stockings on her legs and thick-soled leather shoes on her feet.
Ako Amau.
One of the twenty-four guardians of Novas Etier.
The way she stood there, that serious, meticulous, and commanding posture, reminded Higashino Makoto of a word... loyal dog.
If I remember correctly, this is the setting I gave her.
"Higashino."
She knelt down on one knee, her right hand pressed against her chest.
"Ako Amau, I have been appointed to serve as your secretary. Please take good care of me."
Higashino Makoto turned around and looked at her.
"Stand up."
Ako stood up, clasped her hands in front of her lower abdomen, her back straight, and looked at him with her light blue eyes.
Where is Illya?
"Miss Illya has returned to her room to rest."
Ako's voice was calm, but carried a serious and meticulous quality.
She said she was tired and needed to rest.
"She cried?"
Ako was silent for a moment.
"... No."
You hesitated.
"I'm simply unsure."
"Uncertain about what?"
"The definition of tears is uncertain. Miss Illya's eyes are red, but no tears are flowing. By strict definition, this doesn't count as crying."
Higashino Makoto chuckled softly.
"You're quite meticulous about this."
"I was just following the rules."
How are crying defined in the regulations?
Tears streamed from his eyes, accompanied by emotional turmoil.
"Then what about Illya?"
Ako was silent for a moment.
"... emotional fluctuations, but no tears were shed. This subordinate is unsure."
Higashino Makoto shook his head and didn't ask any more questions. He walked back to the window and looked at the starry sky outside.
"Ako."
"Exist."
"You don't need to be so serious when you're with me."
"Your subordinate merely—"
"I know you're serious, meticulous, and thorough. These are your strengths, and I like them very much. But you can relax a little bit in front of me."
Ako remained silent for a long time.
"Your subordinate... will do their best."
Higashino Makoto turned around and looked at her.
Are you still nervous?
"No."
You're clutching the hem of your skirt.
Ako lowered her head and looked at her hands.
Her fingers were indeed gripping the hem of her skirt.
She let go and took a deep breath.
"I'm just not used to it."
What are you not used to?
I'm not used to... being alone with you.
Higashino Makoto raised an eyebrow.
"Why?"
"Because you are the Supreme Beings of Novas Etier, the creator of us, and the meaning of our existence."
Ako's voice was calm, but a certain light flickered in her light blue eyes.
"Before you, your subordinate... doesn't know what to do."
Be yourself.
"Your subordinate--"
"Just be yourself. All the guardians were created by me, and each of you embodies my definition of beauty."
Higashino Makoto interrupted her.
"I don't need you to play any role, you just need to be Ako Amau, I love everything about you."
Who wouldn't love a teacher's loyal dog?
Ako stared at him for a long time.
"I'll give it a try."
Ako's lips curled up slightly.
That was the first time Higashino Makoto saw her smile.
It's very faint, very light, like a spring breeze blowing across a lake, creating delicate ripples.
"Yes, sir."
Her voice was softer than before, carrying a barely perceptible warmth.
Higashino Makoto nodded, turned around, and continued looking out the window.
"Ako."
"Exist."
Did Illya say anything before she left?
Ako was silent for a moment.
She said, "My big brother is mine, and no one is allowed to take him away."
Higashino Makoto chuckled softly.
"Anything else?"
She also said that if I came back two years later and found that my older brother had been taken away by someone else, I would be angry.
"Anything else?"
She said, "Ako, you're a good person. But even good people can cheat. So, I'll be keeping an eye on you."
Higashino Makoto turned around and looked at her.
"What did you say in response?"
Ako was silent for a moment.
"Your subordinate said, 'I will not do anything that violates the rules.'"
What did she say?
She said, "The rules don't say you can't have affairs, so you can."
Higashino Makoto looked at her for two seconds.
"Can you do that?"
Ako looked at him, her light blue eyes flashing with a complex light.
"Your subordinate... does not know."
Higashino Makoto chuckled softly.
"I don't know."
He walked to the bedside and sat down.
"Ako."
"Exist."
"Come over."
Ako walked up to him and stopped.
Higashino Makoto reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to his side.
"Sit."
Ako sat down beside him, her back ramrod straight, her hands resting on her knees.
Higashino Makoto looked at her, at the earnest, meticulous light in her light blue eyes.
With her overly voluptuous figure and somewhat shameless attire, Ako Amau exuded an alluring fragrance.
"Ako."
"Exist."
"You don't need to be so nervous while you're with me. I'll savor you."
"Your subordinate--"
"Relax."
Ako took a deep breath and relaxed her shoulders slightly.
Higashino Makoto reached out and patted her head.
"Very good."
Ako's face flushed slightly.
"Sir... sir--"
"Um?"
"You... you're doing this... I'll be..."
"What can you do?"
"Yes, but I don't know what to do."
"I don't know, I'll just go with my gut feeling."
Ako lowered her head and looked at her hands.
Her medium-length blue hair fell down, obscuring her face.
Higashino Makoto looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Ako."
"Exist."
"You look beautiful when you blush."
Ako's face turned even redder.
"Grown ups--"
That's the truth.
Ako remained silent.
She just sat there, head down, her long blue hair obscuring her face.
Ako Amau is a very interesting person.