Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

As expected, the guy was indeed sitting in the living room.

He sat on the sofa like a lord, with his arms outstretched on the backrest and his legs crossed, pressing down on the glass coffee table.

Rinko Mizushiro, dressed in a classic black and white maid outfit, knelt beside him, gently massaging his legs.

At the same time, it also provides a lot of emotional value.

The two chatted happily, so much so that they didn't even notice the magical rose walking behind them.

It made her feel like she was invisible in the family.

"Humph!"

The proud Magic Rose forced herself not to let her tears fall as she walked through the living room and into the kitchen.

But just as he opened the refrigerator door, the little idiot suddenly realized something.

He stood frozen in place.

—Isn't Mizushiro Rinko just like me?!

She couldn't help but shiver, like the female protagonist in a horror movie who only realized things later.

Very stiffly, he turned around little by little to look.

I'm sure I'm not mistaken—the girl kneeling in front of the sofa, massaging Lin Chun's legs, looks almost exactly like me.

There are only some very minor differences, but they still look like they were made from the same mold.

"Alas."

Magic Rose's first reaction was that Lin Chun had used some evil means to create his own clone.

The thought sent a shiver down her spine.

Even the urge to drink juice was forcefully suppressed.

She turned back without a word, wanting to grab Lin Chun by the collar and make this bastard explain himself.

If possible, he would even like to eliminate his imposter on the spot.

However, as the distance between them decreased, their conversations gradually became clearer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mrs. Shuicheng's massage skills are really very comfortable."

"I'm glad you like it~ The tea is ready, would you like a cup, Mr. Lin?"

"Hurry up and bring it out, I can't wait any longer!"

"Yes, Master Lin."

The charming and beautiful maid immediately stood up, but still maintained a respectful bow.

Following the Japanese tea ceremony, she elegantly poured a cup of green tea and presented it to Lin Chun with both hands.

After that, he obediently knelt down and continued massaging her legs.

“Your service skills are truly superb, Mrs. Water City.”

"You flatter me, sir. I only learned a little bit of etiquette before my family fell into decline."

The maid in the water town paused her leg massage briefly.

Like a little kitten, her two slender hands were draped over Lin Chun's calves, making her look incredibly cute.

"Um, I have a small request..."

"Oh?"

As Lin Chun savored the perfectly warm green tea, he looked down at the face that resembled that of Mizushiro Rinko.

Her charming expression made even the tea taste better.

"You say it."

"If you'd like, sir, you can call me by my name—Mieko, is that alright?"

"No problem."

After setting down his teacup, Lin Chun smiled slightly, looked directly into the other person's affectionate eyes, and said in a tone that sounded like a confession:

"Mieko, I'm so glad to be able to hire you as my maid~"

"Oh! Thank you, sir! I'm so happy!"

Mizuki Mieko smiled from the bottom of her heart, and a girlish blush rose on her face.

Although dressed in a classic black and white maid outfit, she knelt on the floor, performing the duties of serving tea and water, and massaging legs.

Yet she exuded the aura of a Yamato Nadeshiko, so elegant that she seemed out of place in this era.

The two of them could have spent a little more time being affectionate.

But a loud noise came from behind the sofa, attracting their attention.

--Snapped!

The invincible magic rose fell to the ground.

Moreover, the uncontrollable convulsions were like an electric shock, indicating serious injury.

In fact, she was completely dumbfounded.

Her name is Mizushiro Rinko.

Mizuki Mieko is her own mother's name!

53. Rose carelessly lost her family code.

"how come……"

Upon seeing someone fall, the kind-hearted Mizuki Mieko didn't hesitate and quickly stood up and ran over.

She reached out her gentle hands, wanting to help the magic rose up.

Instead, the other party turned the tables, forcibly cupping her cheeks and scrutinizing her closely.

"How could this be? How could this be? How could this be? How could this be...?"

“Eh hey hey?”

Seeing the Fallen Rose chanting incessantly like a possessed person up close, Mizuki Mieko was naturally terrified.

With teary eyes, she wanted to seek help from Lin Chun.

However, the magical rose wouldn't allow her to turn her face away, not even for a second.

"Mizuki Mieko..."

—This really is my own mother, my real mother, no doubt about it!!!

Magic Rose finally figured it out.

Why do all the elders in my family say that I look a lot like my mother?

The two of them are clearly cut from the same mold!

Recently, my mother was diagnosed with late-stage cancer and has been undergoing chemotherapy. Her health is deteriorating day by day.

Every time I visited, he was lying sickly in bed, his face pale and his hair all gone, looking miserable.

I almost forgot—my mother was a stunningly beautiful and elegant Japanese woman in her youth.

But then again, why exactly...?

A young and healthy mother will appear in the apartment rented by the villainous organization?

"Well, let me introduce myself."

Having waited for this perfect moment, a sinister smile flashed across Lin Chun's face.

He stood up calmly and cleared his throat.

He walked over and, in front of Magic Rose, placed his hands on Mizuki Mieko's shoulders.

The maid, exuding mature charm, offered no resistance and gazed at him with tender affection.

"This is my new nanny, her name is Mizuki Mieko."

"I seemed to have a terminal illness before, but I entrusted the [Reform Department] to cure me and also rejuvenate my body."

"As a way of repaying her, she comes over every day to work three hours for free, cleaning, cooking, and giving massages—no problem at all!"

As Lin Chun finished speaking, Magic Rose stared in astonishment.

It's no exaggeration to say that she now even wants to punch herself and check if she's dreaming.

On the contrary, Mizuki Mieko let out a soft hum, like a kitten that had lost its favor.

"I was willing to come 24 hours a day, but you wouldn't agree, sir..."