Chapter 43: The Maid Café Misadventure

Xiao Conan: “Ye Qing!”

“I’ve thought it over!”

“Remember the promise you made to me?”

Ye Qing rubbed her temples gently, a look of exasperation on her face. What could be so exciting that every sentence ended with an exclamation mark? It was giving her a headache.

Qingyu: “Take it easy, explain slowly.”

Xiao Conan: “There’s a maid café experience during the club day!”

“So, let’s go together!”

Ye Qing sighed, about to agree, when she suddenly received a message from Lin Shaoyao.

“I’ll be the master, you be the maid!”

Thud.

Startled by Lin Shaoyao’s message, Ye Qing’s hand loosened, and her phone slipped from her fingers, landing heavily on her face. She winced, rubbing her reddening nose and curling up in discomfort.

The probability of dying from a phone falling on you while in bed is low, but it’s not zero.

Qingyu: “I don’t want to.”

Ye Qing’s refusal was so abrupt that it took a moment for the other person to respond.

Xiao Conan: “Fine! You said it, so I’ll go find the maid sisters on my own. You can stay home and be a NEET.”

“I’m leaving, don’t regret it!”

Ye Qing rubbed her nose, a hint of resignation in her amber eyes.

That girl… Forget it, I’ll go, but only as a customer. Being a maid is out of the question.

***

Due to Lin Shaoyao’s chronic procrastination, she lay in her dorm for another twenty minutes after her outburst, still feeling sullen.

It wouldn’t be right to blackmail Ye Qing with her secret, even if it was just a joke. She should have compromised, bringing her to the café first and then tricking her into trying on the maid outfit…

Unknown to Lin Shaoyao, a certain black-haired girl was already being pampered by the maids, indulging in chocolate mousse.

Ye Qing left as soon as she got the message, planning to wait for Lin Shaoyao at the café. Who would have thought she’d catch the attention of the maid sisters?

It was club day, so everyone was there for fun, and the atmosphere was more relaxed than during regular business hours.

Seeing a small, black-haired girl sitting alone, not ordering anything, just napping on the table like a lazy black cat, the maids couldn’t resist.

Even the manager put down her work, and the girls gathered around the sleeping beauty like they were in a cat café.

Finally, someone reached out to poke her soft cheek, startling the peaceful black-haired girl.

Ye Qing jolted awake, looking around dazedly at the surrounding maids, her dynamic amber eyes blinking in confusion, making the maids gasp.

In a moment of mental overload, the manager suddenly brought over a cup of chocolate mousse, scooping a spoonful and offering it to Ye Qing.

At the sweet scent, Ye Qing instinctively opened her mouth, taking the bite and enjoying it so much that her eyes curved into happy crescents, making everyone’s hearts flutter.

Thus, bribed by the chocolate mousse, Ye Qing temporarily became the café’s mascot, almost forgetting about Lin Shaoyao.

Meanwhile, Lin Shaoyao, underdressed and shivering in the cold, was grumbling about Ye Qing.

“Just wait, as soon as I get to the café, I’ll take a bunch of photos with the maid sisters and send them to her. She’ll regret staying home!”

Another gust of cold air hit her neck, and Lin Shaoyao sneezed, pulling her hat tighter and continuing forward, only to collide with a bouncy body.

“Oof.”

Lin Shaoyao looked up, seeing a pair of full breasts and cascading pink hair. The similar hair color made her think it was her own for a moment, but she quickly realized it wasn’t. Looking up, she finally saw the woman’s full face.

The woman had a lovely face with peach blossom eyes and a beauty spot beneath them. Her naturally curved red lips gave her an alluring look.

“Sorry…”

Lin Shaoyao apologized belatedly, trying to step around the woman, but was stopped by her.

The woman’s voice was magnetic, almost hypnotic, making Lin Shaoyao pause.

“Wait, you bumped into me just right. Why not make it up to me properly?”

The woman smiled invitingly, her fox-like features beckoning Lin Shaoyao.

Lin Shaoyao frowned, unsure of the woman’s intentions, but her instincts told her something was off. She didn’t like pink-haired women, and this one seemed to be trying to pull her into something dangerous.

Lin Shaoyao stepped back, but the pink-haired woman followed, her purple eyes filled with desire.

“Don’t rush to refuse, you might end up liking it.”

Under Lin Shaoyao’s uneasy gaze, the woman approached, her presence overwhelming. Lin Shaoyao felt suffocated and tried to run, but was quickly silenced.

“I promise I’ll be gentle, my dear.”

The woman took out a black slime, identical to the ones An Yueying had, and pressed it against Lin Shaoyao’s lips, muffling her cries. Then, using her coat as cover, she carried the increasingly dazed Lin Shaoyao away.

The highest level of kidnapping often requires the simplest methods.

After a while, Lin Shaoyao finally came to, feeling the soft mattress beneath her, the pillow incredibly comfortable. Had it all been a dream? Was she really in bed?

Lin Shaoyao’s eyes flew open, feeling the restraints on her arms and legs. Her crimson eyes followed the direction of her arm, seeing that at some point, her limbs had been tied to the bedposts.

She then noticed the unfamiliar surroundings and the cloying sweet scent in the air, which made her dizzy just breathing it in.

Thankfully, her clothes were still on, perhaps the woman’s twisted sense of humor.

Hearing the water running in the adjacent bathroom, Lin Shaoyao glanced over and could vaguely make out the woman’s curvy silhouette through the frosted glass.

She was enjoying her shower, seemingly unconcerned, as if this was all part of some obscure ritual.

The black slime in Lin Shaoyao’s mouth had disappeared, leaving her unsettled. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t break free from the ropes, forced into an embarrassing position on the bed.

Her phone was on the bedside table, and Lin Shaoyao’s heart leaped with hope. She quickly called out,

“Little AI, Little AI.”

“I’m here.”

The phone’s AI responded, bringing a moment of relief to Lin Shaoyao. But just as she was about to call the police, her usually reliable instinct warned her to stop.

Lin Shaoyao glanced nervously at the woman, remembering her incredible strength, and formed a guess.

Calling the police wouldn’t help; she needed another plan. But who could save her now? She didn’t know any magical girls…

Stuck in indecision, and hearing the water in the bathroom gradually turning off, Lin Shaoyao grew more anxious.

Forget it, I’ll go with my gut!

“Send my location to Qingyu and ask her to figure something out!”