Akira stood before the goblins, gripping the hilt of his katana.
"Cecilia, any ideas? Should we run, attack… suggestions?"
The maid watched closely, never taking her eyes off the goblin emperor. Her expression was tense, but calm.
"I suppose I don't have much choice," she finally said, serious.
"In my current state, I can only offer support… but if I could drink a little blood, I might boost my strength."
"Drink blood?"
"It makes sense. She's a vampire, after all," added Minu, floating around like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Also… we can't run."
Minu projected a floating panel and began reading with an unusual air of seriousness.
"According to my database, if we don't defeat the goblin emperor, he'll march straight to Faraluz with his army."
On the floating panel, an image appeared of a redheaded girl in glasses and a stern look, dressed like a teacher.
Behind her hovered a floating planet, with the Mikupedia logo glowing at the center—like some digital god of knowledge.
"…Are you reading that on Mikupedia?"
"Of course! Mikupedia is the encyclopedia of absolute knowledge. It knows everything!" Minu replied proudly, adjusting a pair of glasses that no one saw her put on.
"You do know Mikupedia can be edited by literally anyone, right?"
"That's just a myth… spread by misinformed internet trolls."
Ahem—Cecilia cleared her throat softly. "The enemies are closing in."
She stepped closer to Akira.
"If you'll allow me to drink your blood… I may be able to unlock greater power. But I must warn you—"
"Yeah yeah, just do it," Akira interrupted, eyes still on the closing goblins.
"But I…" Cecilia stammered, cheeks flushing deep pink.
Minu didn't say a word. She just floated silently, watching.
She knew exactly what this meant… and what the side effects could be.
"Less talking, more biting, Cecilia," Akira snapped, pulling aside his collar and exposing his neck.
"…As you command… Master," she whispered, voice trembling slightly.
She leaned in slowly. Her eyes shimmered with a faint crimson glow, and her fangs—until now hidden—slipped into view with refined menace.
"Here I go…"
And without giving him more time to overthink it, she sank her fangs into his neck.
Akira jolted instantly.
Not from pain—no.
But from a strange mix of warmth, pressure… and a shiver that raced down his spine. His knees buckled slightly, and a small, involuntary sound escaped his throat.
"Ah–Aah…"
Cecilia drank slowly at first, almost ceremonially gentle.
But it only took seconds for something to shift.
Her breathing deepened. Her once-pale cheeks began to flush rose-pink.
She gripped his shoulders tighter, as though some unknown impulse was taking over.
"T-this… this is…" she murmured between faint moans, "so sweet… so warm…"
Akira tried to speak, but his voice was lost under the tingling rushing through his body.
The closeness, the heat of her breath, the soft brush of her chest against him—
"C-Cecilia, that's enough! This was supposed to be tactical support, not… advanced fanservice!"
But she didn't answer.
Her fangs trembled slightly as she continued, and a soft giggle escaped her lips between gasps.
"So this… this is royal blood… First time… tastes so…"
Her eyes snapped open, glowing with supernatural brilliance.
"Delicious."
A burst of magical energy erupted from her body, as if the blood had awakened some hidden power within her.
Her maid uniform flared with the shockwave, and a crimson aura wrapped around her like a second skin.
Akira, stunned, dropped to his knees, clutching his neck with one hand.
"Are you okay?" Minu asked, circling him like she'd just witnessed an exorcism.
"I'm… alive. I think. But I feel like I was used… very intensely," Akira muttered.
Cecilia straightened up slowly, her stance firm, eyes sharp, and a faint trace of blood on her lips.Her expression had completely changed.
She was no longer the shy maid.She was a vampire fully in sync with her power.
"Thank you for the gift, Akira-sama. Now…"
She leaned down toward him. Her face still flushed from the warmth of his blood, and her eyes gleamed with a deep, hypnotic intensity.
Akira had no time to react.
Her lips met his in a sudden kiss. It wasn't shy.It wasn't soft.It was firm, passionate—like she wanted to engrave something into his memory… or his soul.
The world stopped.
His heartbeat echoed in his ears. His eyes widened—then shut—unsure whether to push her away or pull her closer.No one had ever kissed him like this. Not in real life. Not even in his most questionable manga dreams.
His legs trembled. His body froze.
SPN: Involuntary Emotional Link Activation – Category B2: "Unauthorized Kiss"
When she finally pulled back, she looked at him with a mixture of tenderness and seriousness that completely disarmed him.
"Now… turn the coin on my necklace."
Akira blinked, dazed.
"The coin… on your necklace?"
Cecilia nodded.
The small medallion around her neck pulsed faintly, as if beating with her magical energy.
"Yes. When you turn it… you'll see my true self."
The goblins were closing in, growling through the underbrush with makeshift spears and starving eyes.
"Not to ruin your rom-com moment, Akira, but the enemies are kind of here," said Minu, clearly on edge.
"Yeah, yeah, I hear you. Back to action," Akira grumbled, still red as a tomato. "You really suck the fun out of life, you know that?"
Cecilia gave him a gentle smile.
"No matter what happens, Master Akira… I'll protect you with everything I am."
He gripped the coin carefully. His fingers brushed against the cold metal, feeling a soft vibration beneath his thumb.
He turned it.
On the reverse side, a pink flower emblem glowed softly. The coin spun once, twice, three times—floating as if held by invisible threads.
A radiant pink light burst from it, wrapping Cecilia in a spiral of luminous energy.
Her body slowly lifted off the ground.
The air filled with sparkles and magical particles. Light danced all around her, accompanied by a gentle melody—its source unknown, yet perfectly timed.
Her maid uniform dissolved like sakura petals caught in the wind.
In their place, a new outfit formed: a glowing pink battle dress, laced and ribboned, with long gloves and elegant details. The kind of outfit you'd expect from a magical girl warrior… and maybe a little more.
"…Is this a magical girl transformation?" Akira asked, half-blinded and fully stunned.
The glow was so bright that even the goblins—feral as they were—covered their eyes.Even the fiercest among them stood frozen, overwhelmed by the sudden mística choreografía.
When the light finally faded, Cecilia floated down gracefully, wrapped in a soft rose aura.
Her hair flowed in an invisible wind, and her eyes sparkled like freshly enchanted gems.
"Hello, hopeless trash," she said, cracking her knuckles. "My name is Cecilia, and I'm here to reduce you to dust."
She walked firmly toward Akira, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him up slightly, face to face.
"Don't worry, weakling… I'll protect you."
"Why is she a delinquent now? Where did my sweet maid go?" asked Akira, completely baffled.
"Huh? You mean the soft little bunny from before?" Cecilia scoffed. "Don't worry. I'm way better. I'll make you feel things… much more intense."
Akira froze. His eyes were wide open, his face crimson.
"Now that's a personality shift," Minu muttered, genuinely impressed as she buzzed around Cecilia.
"Hey you, sparkly pixie…" Cecilia snarled, glaring. "Don't mess with Master. He's mine, got that?"
She spat to the side with full gangster attitude, flashing a cocky grin.
"Okay, okay… but what about the goblins?" Minu asked, still a bit shaken.
"Oh, those low-tier monsters?" Cecilia said with disdain. "Leave the boss to me."
A wicked smile crept across her face as she turned slowly to face the goblin horde.
"…And what exactly are you gonna do?" Akira asked, honestly curious. "So far, all that's changed is your personality."
"Oh, really?"
Without another word, Cecilia fully turned toward the goblin king. Her glare was so fierce even the other goblins instinctively stepped back.
"Leave that loser to me," she growled—Then reached under her skirt.
Akira went pale.
"Wait—wait! What are you doing?! This is rated T at best!—"
But the unthinkable happened.
Cecilia pulled out… A massive black metal club, nearly as big as she was.
It looked more like a medieval torture weapon than something a magical girl—or a maid—should be wielding.
With a casual motion, she lowered the club until it touched the ground.
CLANG.
The sound echoed through the battlefield, shaking the dirt itself.
The weapon sunk a few inches into the cracked earth from its sheer weight—Yet Cecilia held it one-handed, like it was an extension of her arm.
Akira swallowed hard.
"Where… where the hell did that come from?" he asked, voice shaking.
"This is my baby," Cecilia declared proudly. "Love & Peace-chan!"
She hefted the absurd club into the air with ease, like it was made of paper.
The goblin king, who had looked so fierce just moments ago, visibly questioned every life choice he'd ever made.
Cecilia flashed a razor-sharp grin and gave a mock 'come at me' gesture with two fingers.
"Come on. I've got maid affection to give out… …and I'm giving it in the form of blunt-force trauma."