I had thought Mono was joking.
But when I went out and checked Mono's phone, there really were photos of someone secretly taking pictures of me working in the shop in a maid outfit from an extremely low angle.
There were over a hundred of them, every single one shot from below at a steep upward angle. So I had spent the whole afternoon having people photograph my legs?
None of them actually showed my underwear, but they were more than enough to let people's imaginations run wild.
Worse still...
The creep had publicly posted them online, where they instantly spread beyond any hope of containing them.
"Looks like Miluno's legs are the only thing worth photographing."
Mono made that obnoxious remark, so I repeatedly chopped her over the head with my hand and snatched away her phone.
Incidentally, Fomalhaut had cut off her bangs, exposing her broad forehead.
"Miluno."
Barbara sat down on my lap as I sat on the sofa.
"So we still have to go to the maid café today?"
She meant going to the shop to check the cameras, but that was not necessarily something we had to do there.
"No. I'll go get an expert first."
Since it had spread online, I would start tracing it from the internet. It was fortunate that I had visited Jadeite Stone Prison recently; at least I had an impression I could use for teleportation.
Buzz—
I casually opened a long-range portal and, holding Mono's phone, went straight to that transparent cell. It was not lunchtime yet, so the world's greatest Magical Girl hacker—self-proclaimed—should still be slacking off in her cell...
As I stepped out of the wormhole, the greenish-brown-haired glasses girl with the broad forehead turned around in her computer chair, sitting cross-legged, and complained in displeasure.
"You