It was July, and the sumr heat was intense. A stunning silver-haired maid walked along the sidewalk, the sunlight filtering through the trees to coat Anri in a golden glow.
Salaryn, students, and young couples all turned to stare, captivated by her beautiful face and otherworldly aura. It was rare to see a girl in a maid uniform in public; even if you did, it was usually a cosplayer. Compared to them, this girl looked like a genuine maid.
She was exceptionally beautiful, especially her hot, erotic body, which made many n drool.
So tried to approach her, but Anri rejected them with a cold, sharp attitude. People forgot that this maid was naturally cold and biting; only Alex got to see her wanton, glazed-eyed side in bed.
Master should be doing it with Auntie Natsumi now...
Thinking about how energetic Alex was this morning—the way he pinned her down with powerful thrusts—brought a deep blush to her face.
Her body twitched slightly. Good god, just thinking about it makes wet. Her body had been completely molded into his shape.
No wonder he had so many won. With Master’s terrifying stamina, if it were just her, she’d eventually die in that bed. She was grateful Auntie Natsumi was there to share the burden. Anri touched her waist, then tilted her head. "But... these past few days, my health has improved a lot."
"Is it because of Master...?"
The silver-haired girl touched her belly. Between the silver markings on her skin and the essence he shot inside her, she felt she was no longer a normal human. But if he kept cumming inside every ti, wouldn’t she eventually get pregnant?
Not just her, but Auntie Natsumi and the others too. Though, being filled up like that did feel amazing.
Anri bought several ingredients at the shopping district. As she prepared to head ho, she looked up at the sun and rembered Alex’s conversation with Natsumi. "The Sumr Festival... a festival."
If they were going to a festival, did they need new clothes?
Not just kimonos for the festival, but swimsuits for the beach. Anri hesitated for a mont before deciding to check a clothing store. She didn’t know why she was being so diligent. Did she really consider herself Alex’s maid now? Was it Tsubaki’s influence, or had her soul surrendered beneath him?
She couldn’t say. She had grown used to this new life. It was completely different from her life with the Shinguji family, and Alex was nothing like Takaya.
This "villain" master didn’t actually need much serving. Whether it was housework or cleaning, the girls fought over doing it. She was often quite idle. With Takaya, she had to do all the chores alongside school.
Here, her main duty was serving him with her body. That pervert was basically a human stallion. And yet, she was actually getting used to this ridiculous life.
Anri stepped out of the store clutching the kimonos she had bought. In the crowded shopping street, the silver-haired girl suddenly froze. Less than ten ters away, a familiar boy stood staring at her in shock.
The shock quickly turned to joy, and then into sothing incredibly complex.
"Anri," Takaya Shinguji walked over, standing before his childhood friend and forr maid. He looked at her radiant figure in the sunlight, her beautiful face, and her equally complex expression. He opened his mouth. "Anri... what a coincidence, running into you on the street."
Anri had only been gone for a few days, but to Takaya, it felt like an eternity. He felt sothing "foreign" about her now. It was as if she were no longer the biting, cold maid he once knew.
"Young Master Shinguji, hello," Anri nodded coolly. Even though she called him "Young Master," it sounded incredibly distant to Takaya’s ears—as if a bottomless chasm had opened between them.
"Anri... you used to call by my na."
"I’m sorry, Young Master. In the future, please address by my surna," Anri said coldly, her expression quickly smoothing out. "Otherwise, Master might misunderstand."
Takaya felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"Anri... fine, Miss Shirojo," Takaya corrected himself, seeing her displeasure. "Why are you being so heartless? Even if you left... we’re still friends. We’re childhood friends, aren’t we?"
"Are we?" Anri raised an eyebrow. "I thought you would keep saying ’those things’."
Those things? The things he said when she left the Shinguji house?
Seeing her turn to leave, Takaya gritted his teeth. "Shirojo! Those things... they’re still true! If you’re willing, I can leave with you anyti! Anywhere! I don’t care about being a noble heir. As long as I’m with you, I’ll accept anything!"
Anri was silent.
She stared at her childhood friend, the person she used to love. He was still the sa—his feelings for her hadn’t changed. But the silver-haired maid found that she felt very calm. She wasn’t happy, and she wasn’t angry. It felt like sothing that had nothing to do with her.
"Takaya, you really haven’t changed. Unfortunately, I have," Anri shook her head. "Running away wouldn’t just make Master angry; the Shinguji family would never allow it either."
"I don’t care about that! I only care about you!"
"Even if it leads to the destruction of the Shinguji family?"
"That... that’s my problem. Would he really target the family?" Takaya was angry. "Anri... how can you stay with a man like that? I can’t stand by and watch you fall into hell!"
Anri didn’t bother arguing. She stayed quiet for a few seconds before speaking calmly. "I’m pregnant."
"..." Takaya froze.
"You should know. That day with Master... it was my fertile window. And it’s been the sa since. I’ve been having sex with him every day," Anri said with a serious, calm face. "I just found out today. I’m carrying Master’s baby."
Boom—
In the face of her calm words, Takaya believed her instantly. It was a finishing blow.
"This... this... Anri, why...?"
The intense pain made it hard for him to breathe. A suffocating feeling enveloped him. The thought of his childhood friend—the girl he loved—carrying that bastard’s child made him want to scream until his lungs gave out.
NOOOOO!
"And I want to have the baby. No matter what, the child is innocent. Takaya... do you still not mind?"
"I..."
He wanted to say he didn’t mind, but he couldn’t. The courage to take back his beloved woman vanished, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness. He stared blankly at Anri. Seeing him fail to speak, Anri gave a small smile.
Holding her bags, she said nothing more and walked away. She left the lonely, haggard figure standing still in the middle of the street.
Of course, the pregnancy was a lie. She just wanted him to give up. But she didn’t expect the impact to be that devastating. It was for the best; he could move on now. Anri knew she could never go back to the past, even if Alex let her go. She didn’t want to be her old self.
This was fine. He could move on, and she would start her new life.
"I’m ho—"
It wasn’t yet noon when she got back. She saw Auntie Natsumi hanging laundry. The living room was quiet, and chicken soup was simring in the kitchen. Anri was surprised. "Auntie Natsumi, Master hasn’t woken up yet?"
"No, he’s still sleeping in."
"..." I thought he’d be up and ravishing Auntie Natsumi by now. Usually, he’s shot several loads by this ti. Why is he still in bed?
"It’s rare to see Alex so lazy. Anri, why don’t you go check on him? Tell him it’s almost ti for lunch. Oh? You bought so much?"
Anri was conflicted. If I go in there, will he pull back into bed? "I bought so swimsuits and kimonos for the festival. I got so for you too, Auntie."
"You’re so thoughtful, Anri!" Natsumi bead.
The silver-haired girl forced a smile and looked toward the second floor. She let out a heavy sigh and, with a pounding heart, pushed the bedroom door open. Sure enough, Alex was lounging on the bed with his legs crossed, playing with his phone.
"Master..."
As soon as she entered, Alex interrupted her, winking with a mischievous grin. "Anri, I heard you’re pregnant?"
"Eh?"
"Co here. Let see if our baby is growing up healthy—"
"No, that was... I..."
She was pulled into his arms. Anri looked embarrassed and a bit frustrated. "I was lying to him... wait, how do you know what I said? How did you hear that?"
"It’s an ability of the silver markings. Don’t worry, it mostly lets know if you’re in danger so I can protect you. Good ability, right?"
"It’s fine, but you used it to eavesdrop..."
Facing the maid’s judgntal look, Alex acted shaless. "You’re getting more and more disobedient. What’s wrong with a master listening to his maid? I am the Master, after all!"
Anri wasn’t as afraid of him anymore. "Perverted Master~"
"..." Alex rolled over and pinned her down, admiring her flustered, blushing face. "Anri, didn’t you say you wanted to be pregnant? I can make that wish co true."
"That..."
The boy leaned down to her ear. "When I heard you say that, I was moved. I think you’ll be a wonderful mother. So, sweet Anri... have a baby for , okay?"
Anri’s heart hamred in her chest. She realized he wasn’t joking. He was serious.
Being called a "good mother" and hearing those gentle words moved her deeply. Her heart skipped a beat. She parted her pink lips and said:
"I don’t want to."
"Uh..."
Seeing his shocked expression, Anri’s eyes were soft. She gripped his clothes. "If I get pregnant now, Tsubaki and the others will be angry. It wouldn’t be fair to them..."
"Then let’s make it fair. I’ve decided to stop using my contraceptive ability for a while. We’ll see who ’wins’ first. But as a reward for being so sweet, Anri, you get to go first—"
So they were going to do it again?
The silver-haired girl didn’t refuse. she just clutched her chest. "So, if you cum inside this ti, it’s for real...?"
The more she thought about it, the hotter her body beca.
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