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It wasn't to tempt the man in front of her; due to the lighting and angle, Hayasaka Ai truly couldn't see the situation on her sole.
"Then I'll take a look." Amamiya Natsuki didn't hesitate, casually saying, "Stick your foot out."
"Thank you, Natsuki-kun."
Hayasaka Ai covered her skirt, lifted her right foot, a faint blush rising on her pretty face. She turned her head to look elsewhere, nervously extending her foot into Amamiya Natsuki's hand.
The girl's delicate foot lightly curled in the cool night breeze, her fair and lovely toes resembling freshly peeled lotus pods, quite beautiful.
"So embarrassing…"
This was a lie.
Hayasaka Ai wasn't embarrassed at all.
As a spy, if she were to panic over such minor physical contact, she would be too much of a failure!
However… Hayasaka Ai placed her right hand on her chest; her heartbeat seemed to have quickened by a few beats.
"Found it."
Amamiya Natsuki held Hayasaka Ai's ankle, lifting the girl's right leg. With the light from the streetlamp, he quickly saw the foreign object on the girl's sole. "It's a tiny wooden splinter. Don't move; I'll get it out."
"Please, Natsuki-kun." Hayasaka Ai pursed her pink lips, her delicate foot slightly curling. "But you don't have any tools, do you? How will you get the splinter out?"
"Can't pick it out."
"Is it squeezed out then?"
"It's not a pimple, squeezing definitely won't work."
"Then what should we do?"
"Of course, I'll suck it out."
"Eh?! Eh?!"
Hayasaka Ai leaned back slightly, her eyes wide in disbelief.
Even a maid who had undergone professional training couldn't remain expressionless at this moment.
What did this man just say?
Suck it out?
It's just a wooden splinter, not a snake bite; he definitely can't suck it out!
Moreover, the splinter is on the sole of the foot, not on the calf or ankle; sucking it with his mouth would be too unhygienic!
"How about we try another way?" Hayasaka Ai wanted to pull her foot back. "Like buying a nail clipper at a Convenience Store?"
Confirmed.
This man is definitely a foot fetishist!
No normal person would think of sucking it out!
"Don't worry." Amamiya Natsuki reassured her. "The suction is very strong; I've verified it."
He… he even verified it?
Has he done similar things to other girls?
Hayasaka Ai thought she had a strong taste, often watching hydraulic press videos to de-stress and enjoying horror movies, but now, compared to Amamiya Natsuki, she realized what truly heavy-tasting people were like.
No!
She must stop the Young Lady from getting close to him. Proximity to vermilion makes one red, proximity to ink makes one black. The Young Lady will be corrupted!
"Finally, it can be put to use."
Amamiya Natsuki suddenly produced a translucent, pen-like object in his hand.
"What is this?"
Hayasaka Ai was startled.
"A blackhead remover, an item drawn from a Blind Box. I feel it's a scam…" Amamiya Natsuki said halfway, then suddenly reacted, looking expressionlessly at the Spy Maid, "Wait, what did you think I was going to use to suck it?"
A blush rapidly bloomed on Hayasaka Ai's pretty face: "My sincerest apologies."
"When apologizing, please show your sincerity."
"…"
Locating the splinter, Amamiya Natsuki pressed and sucked with the blackhead remover.
"It should be fine now." Amamiya Natsuki held Hayasaka Ai's right foot in front of him, his fingers gently caressing the spot where the splinter had been. "Does it still hurt?"
Hayasaka Ai pursed her beautiful lips: "It feels much better, just a little bit of pain left."
No sooner had she spoken than Amamiya Natsuki suddenly heard footsteps behind him, followed by two women turning the corner. They wore suits, pencil skirts, black pantyhose, and held cans of beer, clearly office workers who had just gotten off work.
"It's so late, and there are still people… What are those two couples doing?!"
One female office worker gasped, covering her mouth, her beer spilling out:
"The boy is… is actually licking…"
Your sister! Look closely before you speak, he wasn't licking at all!
It was fine when they were alone, but now that they'd been caught, Hayasaka Ai felt inexplicably guilty and instinctively tried to stand up.
Rip—
The sound of fabric tearing followed.
Hearing the sound, Amamiya Natsuki instinctively turned to look.
So dark.
A piece of black fabric caught his eye.
Black cutouts, decorative lace, bow ties… This style is too daring! What happened to the energetic girl and the blue-and-white bowl matching better?
Amamiya Natsuki quickly took off his jacket and handed it to the Spy Maid, whose pretty face was flushed with shame and anger: "Here."
Hayasaka Ai quickly took it and wrapped the clothing around her waist.
He then looked down at the bench, inspecting it carefully, and quickly solved the mystery:
"There's a protruding nail on the chair, it just caught your skirt… You could only say you're very unlucky."
To have accidents happen one after another, she was too unlucky!
Hayasaka Ai bit her lower lip, unable to resist glaring at the two female office workers who had suddenly appeared.
The two office workers knew they were in the wrong, smiled awkwardly, and quickly turned to leave.
"Now there are two pieces of news." Amamiya Natsuki looked up at the girl with the flushed face. "Which one do you want to hear first?"
"The bad news."
Hayasaka Ai quickly made her choice.
"Very good, bitter first, then sweet." Amamiya Natsuki nodded in agreement, picking up the skirt. A long tear could be seen at the back. "Your skirt probably can't be worn anymore."
She exhaled lightly: "And the good news?"
"The period of bad luck is about to end." Amamiya Natsuki cheered her on, "Hold on, dawn is coming."
"…"
For the rest of the time, Hayasaka Ai sat on the chair, her back straight, maintaining constant vigilance.
Fortunately, no accidents occurred, and the last moments passed peacefully.
"The negative status icon for bad luck has disappeared."
After carefully checking her character panel twice, Hayasaka Ai finally relaxed.
"It's almost ten o'clock." Amamiya Natsuki glanced at his phone. After all this trouble, it was unknowingly late. "I'll lend you my jacket for now. Let's go home."
"I'm sorry, Natsuki-kun, for causing you trouble."
Hayasaka Ai tightened the jacket around her and thanked him in a low voice.
"See you."
The Train Station was not far from the Park. Amamiya Natsuki waved, turned, and departed.
Watching Amamiya Natsuki's back disappear, the Spy Maid, who had endured for a long time, finally exploded.
Clap clap clap clap clap!
Hayasaka Ai gnashed her teeth, stomping her right foot huffily, making passersby nearby give her a wide berth.
Damn it, being plagued by bad luck was truly terrible; she almost broke down.
The thought of giving up arose in her mind.
It was just a fleeting thought, quickly dismissed by Hayasaka Ai.
No.
She couldn't give up.
Whether for the Young Lady or for herself, she had to quickly learn and master skills, no matter how unlucky she got.
However, when she was unlucky, she would cause trouble for others. It might be fine occasionally, but over time, people would definitely dislike her.
So… should she change her strategy?
First, hide it from the Young Lady, secretly capture Amamiya Natsuki, make him completely infatuated with herself, and then she could control him… As long as she hid it well from the Young Lady and wasn't discovered, it would be fine, right?
The evening breeze was cool.
It ruffled the girl's hair.
Hayasaka Ai held the jacket at her waist, exhaled softly, and stepped onto the train.
Young Lady, I'm sorry.
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