"Knock, knock, knock—"
A knock suddenly came from the door.
"Ayano-chan?" Yuki Suou's voice came from outside the door.
Ayano Kimishima was startled. She glanced at the sky outside the window... The morning light was already quite bright.
Had she actually overslept?
She'd had that kind of... nightmare. Shouldn't she have woken up in the middle of the night, startled? Why did she dream for so long, to the point of even oversleeping?!
Ayano Kimishima didn't understand, and panic surged within her.
As a maid, she should have been up and washed at the crack of dawn, and by now, she should have been the one waking up Lady Yuki, then helping her dress and bringing her breakfast.
But now, her master was the one waking her up?
What a dereliction of duty!
Subconsciously, she wanted to get out of bed and hurry to open the door for Lady Yuki.
But as soon as she turned over, before even lifting the covers, she felt a sticky sensation... Her heart tightened, and she froze.
No, no.
This won't do.
She'd be found out.
Even if she quickly threw on some clothes to cover up, Lady Yuki, who knew her so well, would probably notice something was amiss from her flushed cheeks, so...
She couldn't open the door!
"I'm sorry, Lady Yuki, I seem to have... overslept..." Ayano Kimishima struggled to even her breathing and called out towards the door. "Please return to your room and wait for a moment. I'll be ready and come find you shortly."
"Overslept?" Hearing this, Yuki Suou didn't sound the least bit angry.
"That's quite rare for you, Ayano... Is it because I've been giving you too much to do lately, and you're too stressed?"
"That's not it. It's just that last night I had... a lot of nightmares, so..."
"Nightmares? What did you dream about?"
"Uh..." Ayano Kimishima bit her lip. "Just... just... nightmares..."
"..."
She couldn't possibly tell her young lady that she'd dreamed that in the clubroom they were using as a temporary campaign headquarters, she and Fumiya-san were alone together for some reason, and then Fumiya-san pounced on her, his hands all over her, doing as he pleased, pushing her against the cabinet... pinning her against the wall... placing her on the table... making her grip the back of a chair... even pressing her against the creaking door panel... turning her this way and that way... and finally turning her into a cream puff, could she?
"Is it something you can't talk about? Has our little Ayano got secrets of her own now?" Yuki Suou chuckled, not pressing the issue. "Alright, well, if you didn't sleep well, it's fine to sleep in a little longer."
"No need, I'll get up right away," Ayano Kimishima said firmly. "Lady Yuki, please go have breakfast first. I'll be there shortly."
"Alright," Yuki Suou knew Ayano Kimishima was very resolute when it came to serving her and definitely wouldn't allow herself to slack off, so she didn't insist.
"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you... This afternoon, I have to go see a teacher to handle some matters related to the student council president election. So, during club activities this afternoon, it's possible I'll have to ask you and Fumiya-san to go to the clubroom first to discuss his speech for tomorrow. You don't have a problem with that, do you?"
Ayano Kimishima's eyes widened upon hearing this.
Two people...
The clubroom...
Alone?
A terrifying thought suddenly occurred to Ayano Kimishima.
Last night's dream, it couldn't be a legendary... prophetic dream, could it?
"Moshi moshi? Little Ayano, what's wrong? Are you shy about being alone with Fumiya-san?" Yuki Suou asked when her maid didn't reply for a long time.
"Ah... no, not at all," Ayano Kimishima quickly responded. "I will follow all of Lady Yuki's arrangements. I have no problem."
"That's good," Yuki Suou said. "The campaign might be tough on you for the next few days. I'll give you a two-day break on the weekend so you can relax. Wherever you want to go, whatever you want to buy, it's all on me."
"No, no, that's not necessary! This is simply my duty!"
"You don't have to be so formal with me..."
"..."
3:40 PM.
Fumiya Jin arrived outside the clubroom as scheduled.
He knocked politely.
Soon, footsteps approached from inside.
The door opened.
A pretty girl with long, straight black hair stood there.
Upon seeing Fumiya Jin, the girl's face remained expressionless, but her eyes instantly became quite complex.
She pursed her lips, then stepped aside. "Please, come in."
Fumiya Jin walked into the clubroom and glanced around but didn't see Yuki Suou.
He went to the long table, found a seat, and then turned back to look at Ayano Kimishima.
"Hasn't Miss Suou arrived yet?"
Ayano Kimishima hesitated for a moment but closed the door anyway.
Turning back to face Fumiya Jin's question, she said: "Lady Yuki went to the school administration to submit some documents for tomorrow's election assembly. She also has to handle some other procedures, so she might not be back for another 45 to 60 minutes."
Hearing this, Fumiya Jin's expression instantly became a little odd.
"Meaning, for the time being, it's just the two of us here?"
Ayano Kimishima paused slightly, lowered her head, and only after several seconds did she reply:
"Yes."
"Pat, pat—"
Fumiya Jin patted his lap and said, "Well then, this seems like a... nice opportunity to fulfill my contractual obligations?"
Ayano Kimishima, of course, understood what he meant.
She bit her lip.
But still, she obediently walked over.
And sat on his lap.
And Fumiya Jin, in turn, smoothly wrapped an arm around the girl's slender waist, while his other hand naturally came to rest on her smooth, tender thigh, silky like satin...
Although Fumiya Jin didn't know if Ayano Kimishima could become one of his queens—after all, the superpower's description clearly stated that purely physical or transactional relationships would not be recognized as a 'union of body and soul'; there had to be mutual acceptance.
But with an opportunity to rack up 'down bad points' delivered right to his doorstep, Fumiya Jin certainly wasn't going to let it pass.
So he deliberately put on a mischievous look and began to act naughty... waiting for the notification that his Controllable Sharpness had increased.
But...
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
...
In the blink of an eye, ten seconds passed...
The notification for an increase in 'down bad points' never came.
Nor did the girl show the expected stiffness and resistance.
Instead... after a few slight tremors, her body relaxed.
She leaned softly into his embrace.
Fumiya Jin was slightly taken aback.
Wait.
This isn't right.
Where are my 'down bad points'?
Fumiya Jin felt the soft, delicate body in his arms.
Looking down, he saw that the girl's face, which she was trying her best to hide, was completely red, a fact made obvious by the tips of her ears.
An incredible thought suddenly occurred to him.
"Miss Kimishima, don't tell me... you don't actually dislike this, do you?"
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