Chapter 150: Strawberry Maniac

“Sis, that… that is…”

Ephnel glanced at the flustered Yukina, her gaze then falling back to the maid outfit spread open in her hands, her eyes flickering slightly.

“Is what?”

She asked softly, her tone not giving away much emotion.

‘Well, it’s normal for a young girl to have a few unique and distinctive outfits.’

Ephnel didn’t think much of it.

Her mind was simply picturing what Yukina would look like in a maid outfit.

But this scene, in Yukina’s eyes, immediately took on a different meaning.

This kind of maid cafe uniform with its very distinct style was easy to recognize.

As an idol, Naojo must have seen a lot of things.

Could that indescribable expression mean she had seen it before or figured something out?

Or could it be… that Naoko had misunderstood something about her?

What if this misunderstanding made Naoko’s attitude towards her become strange?

Yukina sat up nervously, wrapping the blanket around herself as she timidly watched Ephnel.

She opened her mouth, her mind racing.

“That… that’s…”

Stammering, Yukina said in a small voice.

She couldn’t let Ephnel misunderstand, nor could she let Ephnel become suspicious.

On top of that, she absolutely could not let Naoko discover her plan to work part-time to buy engagement rings and pay for wedding photos.

Yukina stuttered, rapidly weaving a “suitable” excuse in her mind.

If it was a lie, blaming it on school was the most convenient and safest option.

What was happening at school recently? Student council, clubs, midterms, the school festival…

Right, the school festival.

“That’s for the club… it’s a performance costume for the school festival!”

Yukina blurted out.

“A performance costume?”

Ephnel let out a soft sound of surprise, taking her word for it.

Yukina had indeed mentioned that the school seemed to be planning a festival recently, but the specific details hadn’t been made public.

It was only natural that Ephnel wouldn’t know about a performance being prepared within a club.

However, hearing this, Ephnel pouted.

A sour feeling suddenly churned in her heart, making her a little uncomfortable.

She hadn’t even seen Yukina in a maid outfit yet, and now such a beautiful sight was going to be for someone else’s benefit.

Even if it was just for a club performance, Ephnel felt a pang of jealousy.

“Th-that’s right… I was asked to see if it fits, so I brought it back…”

Yukina watched Ephnel nervously, hoping she would drop the matter quickly, so she took the initiative to change the subject.

“Um… Naoko, I’m a little cold…”

Naoko had only stumbled upon this maid outfit because she was getting her a nightgown.

Yukina tried to remind Naoko of her original intention.

But clearly, she failed.

She watched with wide eyes as Naoko gave a mysterious smile.

Not only did Naoko not put the maid outfit back in the bag, but she instead slowly walked over to the bed.

A smile was in Ephnel’s eyes as she sat down beside Yukina.

The soft bed tipped the naked Yukina slightly towards her.

Yukina’s small body flinched as the blanket was snatched away.

She quickly grabbed a pillow to cover her body.

Ephnel looked at Yukina, who was like a frightened kitten, and gently stroked her crimson face.

Then, she mercilessly snatched the pillow from Yukina’s hands, and instead, stuffed the maid outfit into her arms.

“You won’t be cold if you put this on.”

“???”

Yukina stared blankly at the maid outfit that had suddenly become heavy in her hands.

Seeing the passion surging in Naoko’s eyes, Yukina’s shoulders trembled.

‘I’m doomed.’

She almost subconsciously recalled the hours she had spent pinned under Naoko, unable to turn over.

Just this afternoon, she had been fantasizing about getting Naoko to wear this outfit for her own viewing pleasure.

And now, not only had she failed to get Naoko to wear it, but she was about to suffer the consequences herself.

“Naoko, this really, really is just…”

Yukina’s face turned beet red.

What performance plan?

She stubbornly denied it, but Ephnel wasn’t about to listen to her explanations.

A single question checkmated her: “You’d rather perform for others than wear it for me to see?”

“N-no, it’s not like that…”

“Then…”

Ephnel pressed closer, her orchid-like breath brushing against Yukina’s cheek.

Yukina was so embarrassed her whole body felt like it was burning.

She watched with wide eyes as Ephnel’s fingers gently hooked the side of her waist.

The ribbon of her underwear loosened, and the piece of cloth she had just put on, barely warmed, slipped down to her ankles.

Yukina was being pushed back step by step by Ephnel, almost about to be pinned underneath her again.

Ephnel gently bit her scorching ear, the softness of her chest was squeezed out of shape, and her neck felt Ephnel’s breath.

She squeezed her eyes shut, about to be conquered again.

“N-no, it’s not like that! Actually! Actually, this is an outfit I bought for Naoko to wear!!”

Backed into a corner, if she put it on herself, the lie would be impossible to take back.

Yukina finally threw caution to the wind and shouted.

The movements of the person on top of her paused.

Yukina secretly opened her eyes, only to see a hint of surprise in Ephnel’s gaze, and a fleeting, strange look.

“For me?”

Yukina nodded hurriedly, afraid that Ephnel would continue to press her on the previous lie.

Their breaths mingled.

Ephnel’s gaze fell on the navy blue garment in Yukina’s arms, and she pursed her lips.

“Um… actually…”

Seeing Ephnel’s eyes flicker, Yukina subconsciously shrank her shoulders, but Ephnel took the clothes from her hands.

“If it’s what Yukina wants to see…”

Only then did Yukina realize that Ephnel’s cheeks were actually a little red.

“I’ll try it on first…”

Try it on? What try on?

Before Yukina could digest that sentence, she saw Ephnel let go of her, get up, and slip off her nightgown.

Then, she picked up the maid outfit.

“Speaking of which, this… how do you wear it?”

Yukina was dumbfounded.

It had to be said, Ephnel was Ephnel, after all.

Even though it was her first time wearing it, she quickly got the hang of it.

In fact, this modified maid outfit had a very similar design in some ways to the performance costumes Ephnel had worn in the past, and the method of wearing it was the same.

So, with a little fumbling, she grasped the key points.

‘It’s a little tight…’

Ephnel supported her chest with some embarrassment, feeling the long-lost illusion of a chest binder.

Aside from the chest being designed a little too snugly, this uniform actually fit Ephnel’s figure quite well.

The navy blue uniform outlined her alluring curves, and the snow-white stockings reined in her overflowing charm.

“Does Yukina like it?”

Ephnel’s cheeks burned as she asked this question.

Even if it was for Yukina’s sake, this kind of thing still made Ephnel feel extremely embarrassed.

But seeing Yukina nod dazedly, Ephnel also felt a sense of satisfaction.

“Then do you like this?”

Looking at Yukina’s dazed expression, Ephnel suddenly felt playful.

She composed her expression, put on a timid look, and climbed onto Yukina’s bed.

She gently parted Yukina’s legs and slowly leaned down.

“Nngh… ??”

The tip of a tongue touched her, and Yukina’s heart nearly exploded.

Because her Naoko had put on a maid outfit, struck such a pitiful pose while kneeling between her legs, looked at her with kitten-like eyes, and caressed her with that hot tongue.

She had only secretly fantasized about this in the afternoon.

How did it somehow become real?

Swallowing hard, Yukina, as if guided by a ghost, nodded and then said:

“C-can you call me Master?”

She felt the kitten in the crook of her legs stiffen.

Seeing Naoko’s face instantly flush red and the unreadable look she shot her, Yukina quickly covered her mouth.

“I’m your older sister…”

Ephnel’s voice was very soft, sounding like both a light laugh and a sigh.

“I-I was just talking nonsense…k

“But, if it’s just once…”

“Eh?”

Her heartbeat was pushed to her throat by anticipation and desire.

Yukina held her breath.

“Master…”

Barely audible, and as bewitching as silk.   

Yukina’s throat went dry, her breathing growing heavy.

“Th-that… since you’re a maid, you’ll listen to my commands, right…?”

“Don’t push your luck.”

A sharp flick exploded on the top of her head.

Yukina clutched her forehead in pain like a kitten, tears of grievance shimmering in the corners of her eyes.

“But Naoko was the one who seduced me…”

“Ngh…”

Ephnel, her face completely flushed, pulled her hand back.

Seeing Yukina’s pitiful look, she pursed her lips and once again lay down between Yukina’s legs.

“A-alright… j-just this once…”

“Really?”

“Really…”

Ephnel saw Yukina still clutching her forehead suspiciously, afraid of being disciplined again.

She paused, then gently added:

“M-Master…”

Snap—Yukina’s rationality broke.

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