"Can this be called being kept?" Draco corrected. "You're my maid, so isn't the money you spend just to do things for me? The money you spend ultimately comes from me, doesn't it?"
"Young Master, you're right," Trillian said with a grin.
While having lunch, Trillian picked up the remote and turned on the large-screen TV in the living room, intending to find a news channel to familiarize herself with local news in New York.
The screen lit up, but instead of news, it displayed a low-budget film featuring only a man and a woman. The film was currently in its most exciting part, with overly explicit audio and extremely realistic movements that sent chills down one's spine.
"Pfft--!" Hermione had just taken a sip of her cola, and before she could even swallow, the sight and sound startled her so much that she choked violently, turning her head to spray a mouthful of cola all over the sofa cushion next to her.
Then, her cheeks flushed red, and she hurriedly put down the cup, urging, "What... what is this! Turn it off!"
The sight startled Trillian. Although she was indeed curious for a moment, it was dinnertime, and obviously inappropriate. She quickly pressed the power button, the screen went dark, and the living room returned to silence.
"It seems the previous homeowner had rather... open-minded tastes." Trillian put down the remote control, her tone tinged with embarrassment.
"Indeed," Draco chimed in, "At least take it to the bedroom, playing with it in the living room... it's so exciting."
Upon hearing this, Hermione felt a buzzing in her head. She was usually a top student who rigorously vetted even her extracurricular books; she'd never seen anything like this before. "Say less!"
At this moment, she was already planning in her mind that after dinner, she must go back to the bedroom and check the TV carefully. What if one day she was bored and wanted to watch a program, and this kind of thing popped up again... She couldn't even imagine what that would be like.
"Seriously, Hermione?" Trillian looked at Hermione's alarmed expression and asked with a puzzled look, "Why are you reacting so strongly? Haven't you seen this kind of plot before?"
"Who... who has ever seen anything like that!" Hermione stammered, then emphasized, "I've never seen it!"
"Shouldn't young people be curious? When I was your age, I had already secretly studied it."
"I'm not curious at all! My energy is all in studying and research!" Hermione said firmly.
"Then what will you do when you and the young master consummate your marriage? You don't even know these procedures. Are you going to interrupt the wedding night?" Trillian asked with a wicked smile, throwing out an even more pointed question.
Hermione was stunned by the question, her cheeks burning hot. She hurriedly stammered, "That's a long way off! We'll talk about it then! Don't ask such questions!"
Draco chuckled and teased her, "It's alright, I'll show it to her later, consider it premarital education."
Hermione whirled around, glared at him fiercely, and said resolutely with a hint of shame and indignation, "I don't want to see!"
"If that's the case," Trillian continued, fanning the flames, "Then you'll be completely at the young master's mercy."
The two of them, working in tandem, left Hermione speechless, her heart pounding, her face burning with embarrassment and helplessness.
Unable to refute them, she could only glare fiercely at the two people who were mocking her: How dare these two say anything! They actually talked about such a private matter in public, it's outrageous!
"But speaking of which," Trillian finished laughing, looked at Draco, and changed the subject curiously, "Young Master, you're not even blushing or flustered. Are you already used to this?"
"Why would I look at that thing?" Draco said nonchalantly.
He still prefers Asian girls, their voices are nice; as for the Western ones... no, yeah, they're just... oh my god.
"Oh?" Trillian asked curiously, "Since you haven't seen it, how did you manage to torment Hermione so much last night?"
Hermione couldn't sit still any longer. She slammed her hand on the table and shouted angrily, "Go to hell! You two, shut up!"
Seeing that Hermione was genuinely embarrassed, Trillian smiled and promised, "Okay, okay, we won't talk anymore, I'll shut up."
With no one to start a conversation, Draco didn't say anything more, simply waving his hand casually at the spot where Hermione had sprayed the cola.
" Scourgify."
The once dirty carpet and sofa are now clean and tidy.
After the three finished their meal, they cleaned up the table, packed up the kitchen waste and threw it into the bin. Then they went to the sink one by one, filled their cups with water, brushed their teeth and rinsed their mouths, and tidied themselves up.
After washing up, Draco and Hermione came out of the bathroom and saw Trillian squatting next to the TV cabinet, intently fiddling with something in front of the video recorder.
" Trillian, what are you doing?" Hermione asked, puzzled.
"I just retrieved that videotape from earlier, and while I was at it, I fixed the wiring. Next time I turn on the TV, I can switch the TV source directly, so I won't get startled again."
Draco, standing behind, smirked and exposed, "You talk a good game, but you didn't secretly watch it yourself, did you?"
"How could that be!" Trillian retorted, turning around with righteous indignation, then explained, "I've always been interested in biology since school, and this is a good opportunity to study human anatomy."
At this point, Hermione understood the unspoken meaning in her words, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks as she helplessly replied:
" Trillian, you really are..."
Trillian interrupted her, saying, " Hermione, you have a young master to help you practice; you're just a well-fed man who doesn't know the hunger of a starving one."
Hermione was filled with embarrassment and anger at these words, finding them difficult to utter. She bit her lower lip and muttered softly, "Who... who's been with a full man! We haven't... Don't talk nonsense!"
"Just kidding." Trillian glanced at Draco and then smiled at Hermione. "Actually, I'm more interested in practical matters. Could I borrow your young master for a moment?"
"Get lost!" Hermione immediately became possessive of her food. "Adult stores have realistic ones, go buy one yourself!" But as soon as the words left her mouth, Hermione realized she had let something slip and quickly covered her mouth.
"Unbelievable! Unbelievable!" This time it was Trillian's turn to be shocked. She exclaimed dramatically, "I never expected Hermione to know about adult stores... I thought you didn't know anything!"
Caught red-handed by Trillian, Hermione quickly feigned ignorance. "I've only heard about it. It's mentioned in Muggle common sense books, but I don't know anything about it, and I've never been there."
But the more explanations there are, the more problematic it seems. Trillian believed Hermione hadn't been there, and if she didn't know, then she wouldn't know.
However, Trillian didn't expose her, and just continued with a smile, "It would be too embarrassing to go to a store to buy that kind of thing... How could a girl like me dare to go into a store like that?"