People bring their own maids to the training camp

We arrived at the elevator shortly afterward.

"By the way, Kushida-kun, that body lotion we were talking about earlier, the store gave me a small sample bottle when I bought it. Would you like to try it?"

"This is not good..."

"Hey, it's nothing. We're all friends. As long as you don't mind that my sample is so cheap."

"How could that be? I'm overjoyed that Hayasaka-san gave it to me."

"Then let's go to my room to get it? Kushida-san lives on the same floor as me, right?"

"Okay, thank you in advance, Hayasaka-san."

"It's nothing. Please recommend any useful things you find to me in the future!"

......

"Kushida-san, please come in and sit down for a bit. I'll go look for something." Hayasaka said and went into the bathroom.

“Okay.” Kushida nodded and casually looked around Hayasaka’s room.

Clean, tidy, the whole room was organized and orderly, it didn't look like a hot girl's room at all.

Just as Kushida was lost in thought, a beautiful figure appeared in her field of vision.

"Hayasaka-san, you... Himegami-san?" Kushida looked up and realized that the person standing in front of him was not Hayasaka, who had just gone into the bathroom, but Chihaya, who came out of the kitchen.

"Good day, Kushida-kun." Chihaya smiled elegantly but mysteriously. "It has been one year and 233 days since we last met."

"Hime-Hime-miya-kun?!" Kushida's voice was somewhat flustered. She had initially been only slightly surprised and was instinctively calm, but the other person's words completely disrupted her rhythm and caused her to lose the opportunity to lead the conversation.

Since the last time we met? I shouldn't have known her before, right? One year and 233 days? That must have been during middle school... Kikyo Kushida's brain was spinning rapidly.

However, no matter how much she thought about it, she had to admit that she did not recognize the stunningly beautiful woman in front of her named Himegami Chihaya.

Even if you just bumped into a girl with this kind of looks on the street, you wouldn't be able to forget her, let alone her middle school classmates.

"It seems she can't remember at all, Chihaya-sama." At that moment, Hayasaka came out of the bathroom, holding a small sample bottle in her hand.

“It’s okay if you can’t remember, I can help you recall.” Chihaya gave Kushida a smile that could charm anyone. “You did some not-so-good things in middle school, right?”

"..." Kikyo Kushida frowned, still hesitant.

"Ai, is she trying to bluff that I'm bluffing her?" Chizuru sat down next to Kushida and looked at the maid. "Do you remember the contents of that anonymous article online?"

"Of course, XX has a crush on XXX, but XXX thinks XX is like a pig..."

"Shut up!" Kushida roared, standing up. "What do you think—"

Snapped.

That was a crisp and loud slap.

Kushida covered the side of his face that had been hit, staring blankly at Hayasaka who had struck him, his brain seemingly frozen.

Then her mind was filled with one thought—She actually dared to hit me? She actually dared to hit me?!

"Are you thinking—how dare I hit you?" Hayasaka said, grabbing Kushida's outstretched hand as he slapped her. "Too slow!"

With a simple twist, the maid turned Kushida's arm around, leaving him completely at a disadvantage.

Then he kicked Kushida in the back of the knee, forcing him to kneel on the floor.

Seeing that he had no chance to break free, Kushida quickly came up with a plan and was about to shout at the top of his lungs—

However, Chihaya, who had been waiting for a long time, grabbed her by the neck with such force that she could hardly breathe.

"Kushida-san, you don't want your current classmates to know what you did in middle school, do you?" Chihaya's gentle words whispered like a devil's in Kushida's ear. "You finally got to this completely closed-off school to start over, I think you understand the situation, right?"

Chihaya held on tightly, admiring the face that had turned pale from lack of oxygen, and finally released her grip at the right moment.

"Hate that middle school version of you if you must," Chihaya patted Hidemi Kushida's cheek. "Who told you to believe me back then?"

Chihaya chuckled after speaking, as if he, the instigator, had nothing to do with it.

"You, you are that—!" Kushida's eyes widened as Chihaya's words brought back some memories from the past.

“Looks like you remembered, right? Kikyo Kushida, the one who caused the whole school to collapse.” Chihaya’s smile widened. Seeing this “old classmate” made his somewhat boring school life a little more interesting. “That makes sense. After all, the name you’re familiar with should be Mikado Chihaya, and she wasn’t wearing women’s clothes, right?”

"..." Kushida turned her head away, trying her best to avoid meeting Chihaya's gaze. At this point, her mind was in complete turmoil.

"Look me in the eyes." Seeing Kushida turn his head, Chihaya forcefully grabbed his chin and turned him to look directly at her. "As long as you behave, I can guarantee that no one will know anything about your past."

"R-Really?" Facing Chihaya, Kushida completely lost the will to resist—she had clearly understood since middle school that she had no way to resist.

Neither Chihaya's unparalleled personal strength nor the powerful Mikado family behind her could withstand it.

"Of course, just like in junior high, when you listened to me, didn't the whole school's order collapse? You know that very well, right, Kikyo Kushida? I'm not lying."

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"Of course, just like in junior high, when you listened to me, didn't the whole school's order collapse? You know that very well, right, Kikyo Kushida? I'm not lying."

Yes, Kushida, whose persona collapsed after being exposed during middle school, coincidentally met Chihaya, who was not yet dressed as a woman at the time, and adopted the strategy provided by her—a plus pro max version of the self-destructive strategy she had prepared after being exposed.

Following Chihaya's instructions, she successfully spread the collapse of the entire class to the entire grade and even other grades. In the end, the commotion was only quelled by the school's forced intervention.

As for Chihaya himself, he had disappeared without a trace before this, so Kushida lost contact with him directly.

This reunion was truly unexpected for Kushida, who had thought she would never see that young master again in her life.

"..." Kushida opened her mouth, but didn't say anything, or rather, she had no idea what to say at this moment.

She's like a fish on a chopping board, with half its scales scraped off, as if she's being put into the fish tank to get wet and then taken out again, just to show off.

“You must be very unwilling right now, but that’s okay.” Chihaya smiled slightly. “However, I’m not forcing you. Your life belongs to you, and you can still decide what you want to do.”

“Chihaya-sama means that both sides can pretend this never happened, and we can both tacitly agree to it,” Hayasaka said from the side. “But—”

The maid changed the subject.

"But?" Kushida asked, puzzled.

"Given your personality, even if we say it never happened, you wouldn't believe us, would you?"

"I......"

"Shut up," Hayasaka snapped. "Don't even think about defending yourself. Don't we know who you are?"

"Love, don't be so impulsive." Chihaya stood up and patted Hayasaka on the shoulder. "The choice is with Kushida-kun, isn't it?"

Chihaya crouched down to look Kushida in the eye.

"Whether you pretend nothing happened or swallow your resentment and obediently listen to me is up to you."

“…” Kushida fell silent.

Kushida would never believe the nonsense that both sides tacitly agreed to pretend nothing had happened. In her opinion, Chihaya's words were definitely a test, not a genuine offer of a choice.

Besides, if they really intended to keep things tacitly understood, there was no need for Chihaya's side to come knocking on their door. All that effort—an anonymous email and obviously a woman disguised as a man—was clearly aimed at her—she hadn't even recognized Chihaya; they were clearly at peace.

In other words, it seems like there are two options, but in reality there is only one.

Kushida was certain that if she naively chose the option of peaceful coexistence, Chihaya would undoubtedly betray her without hesitation.

Even if Chihaya really did decide to do good deeds on a whim, Kushida wouldn't dare to gamble on the not-so-high odds, since the consequences of losing the bet were something she couldn't afford.

Therefore, there is only one answer—

"I'll do whatever you say."

Kushida was forced to make this only choice.

“A wise choice.” Hayasaka snorted coldly. “Then let’s show you our sincerity.”

"Show my sincerity?" Kushida hesitated for a moment, then immediately replied, "I can provide the information I know about the four first-year classes, but time has been too short and I haven't gathered enough important information..."

"Ha, who wants that kind of useless stuff?" Hayasaka said sarcastically. "You don't think we don't know, do you?"

"Then...?" Kushida looked blankly at Chihaya, who had silently sat back down on the sofa.

Besides the information, Kushida didn't know how to show his sincerity. He couldn't just offer the tens of thousands of points he had, could he?

“It’s not just the tens of thousands of points you have.” Hayasaka then helped Kushida eliminate an option, “Kushida, you haven’t forgotten yourself, have you?”

"Myself?" Mr. Kushida looked surprised, but almost instantly she understood what Hayasaka meant—because she was at school, she had overlooked her most valuable aspect.

Kushida's face turned extremely pale.

It would be too embarrassing to go back on one's word so soon after "swearing allegiance".

Kushida had already planned to serve Chihaya like a slave for the next three years, but he hadn't considered the matter of sleeping with her.

If I had known it would be like this, I would have preferred not to come here. Kushida bit his lip, filled with regret.

"Oh, right, you don't need to worry too much." Hayasaka seemed to remember something, walked to the bedside table, and opened one of the drawers. "I won't let you become a mother here. Of course, if you want to, I won't stop you."

Inside the drawer were several boxes of a certain 002 book.

"Are you serious?" Kushida was shocked. She hadn't expected that the other party would actually get their hands on such family planning products.

"So, do you now understand how to demonstrate your sincerity?" Hayasaka asked condescendingly.

“...I understand.” Kushida felt humiliated, but she couldn’t resist—the other party wouldn’t fight back to the death.

“Very well, let’s begin.” Hayasaka gave Kushida a push, and the latter lunged at Chihaya.

Almost her entire face was buried under Chihaya's skirt.

"My apologies, Chihaya-sama." Hayasaka apologized first, then reached out and removed the "high-tech" device from Chihaya's body.

It is well known that one does not feel refreshed or energetic when awakened from sleep.

Hayasaka didn't even glance at Kushida, and expertly began to perform her duty. With the maid's help, her morning grumpiness gradually disappeared, and she appeared exceptionally energetic after waking up.

"Your turn." Hayasaka released his grip and turned to Kushida, saying, "Take off your coat and shirt."

“...Understood.” Kushida was very compliant, and soon her upper body was only covered by half a bra, which could not conceal her “round and plump” breasts.

Hayasaka clicked her tongue. She usually would cushion the ball, but seeing Kushida inevitably made her a little upset. Normally, she would definitely slap the ball, but that was obviously not an option now, since Chihaya would soon need to participate in ball sports.

However, there was something Hayasaka couldn't do, so she decided to let Kushida do it.

It's not two dragons playing with a pearl, but rather two pearls playing with dragons.

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