The gift box opened, revealing a pink-haired girl wrapped in ribbons, lying inside. Her long pink hair cascaded to the ground, and her white skin looked incredibly smooth and flawless. Most eye-catching were the two heavy burdens on her chest.
Her figure was excessively voluptuous, even larger than Tsubaki's by a full size, similar to Tomomi. Her hourglass figure was also exceptionally good, and coupled with her beautiful face... a girl like this becoming an Idol could become famous just with her looks and figure.
And such a top-tier Idol beauty was now presented to him as a gift, and completely naked at that... Kazuma stared at her complex expression, a mix of shame, awkwardness, and a hint of unwillingness.
"What's your name?"
"...Yumenoki Seika."
The girl took a deep breath, seemingly calming herself, while discreetly observing the young man before her.
"My stage name is Seika. Nice to meet you."
This person really is just a high school student, a little younger than me. Yumenoki Seika felt a lot of psychological pressure trying to seduce such a younger boy, especially in her current state, completely naked and exposed to him.
The pink-haired Idol covered her chest, her face flushing red then pale.
"Yumenoki Seika?" Kazuma smiled. "Though I haven't really heard of you, judging by your appearance, you must be a relatively popular Idol?"
What do you mean 'relatively'? I'm already very popular! How could you not have heard of me? Yumenoki Seika was a little angry. Just as she was about to get up, she noticed her current state and quickly sat back down, gritting her teeth. "I believe... I am quite popular."
"My popularity in the fiercely competitive Idol circle is considered very excellent, and... and I've never been subjected to 'casting couch' situations. My body is still pure," as she spoke, the pink-haired Idol's voice grew softer and more embarrassed.
Her flickering gaze dared not meet Kazuma's, drifting elsewhere as she whispered, "You're the first one. In short, you won't regret it."
Kazuma: "..."
Rurikawa Tsubaki walked in at this moment, just in time to hear Yumenoki Seika's words. "But the news says you're a promiscuous, fallen Idol who dated over a dozen men?"
Miss Maid's sharp gaze swept over her, as she placed a newspaper in front of Kazuma.
"That's just tabloid news, all deliberately fabricated to smear me!" The pink-haired girl became anxious, stretching her neck to explain hastily, "Those are fake news stories concocted by competitors to deliberately slander me. I don't have a boyfriend at all, and I've never dated anyone."
As if to prove herself, the girl suddenly stood up, let go of her hands, and completely exposed her body to the young man, leaving no blind spots. As if giving up, she huffed, "I'm still a virgin! If you don't believe me, you can check!"
"Then I won't be polite," it wasn't Kazuma who said this, but Rurikawa Tsubaki.
Yumenoki Seika was dumbfounded. No, are you really going to check?!
Kazuma certainly believed her. Unlike Tsubaki, he had many memories from his previous life and naturally knew that this Idol's downfall was due to being framed. As for Rurikawa Tsubaki, seeing the Idol's attitude, she also understood that what she said was true.
According to Tsubaki's observation, Yumenoki Seika was indeed still a clean and pure maiden, but even so, she didn't hold back. She checked as needed. Tsubaki's indifferent gaze made the pink-haired Idol feel like a piece of merchandise, which was very unpleasant.
But she was indeed just merchandise right now... Forget it, what dignity was there at a time like this? Hadn't she mentally prepared herself from the moment she agreed?
Yumenoki Seika endured the shame of being scrutinized by the maid. Not only did she look, but she also touched here and patted there, as if the person in front of her wasn't a beautiful Idol, but a piece of pork, being inspected for its quality.
Especially her buttocks, Rurikawa Tsubaki checked even more thoroughly, even prying them open with her hand and looking inside for a while. Only after confirming there were no issues did she let go. "Master, she is not carrying any dangerous items; she is safe."
"Were you just checking for safety?!" Yumenoki Seika was overcome with unbearable shame, finally breaking down and screaming, "Even if I had dangerous items, I wouldn't hide them in *that* place!"
Rurikawa Tsubaki ignored her outburst and returned to Kazuma's side, whispering, "Also, everything she said is true. Her body is very clean, with no signs of being defiled, and she hasn't had plastic surgery. She's a natural virgin."
Yumenoki Seika was completely defeated. "Plastic surgery and all... how much did you doubt me just now?"
"This is to eliminate all dangers. Something like that happened just yesterday... It's not impossible that you could be a killer sent by the enemy, hiding a bomb," Rurikawa said earnestly. "Now I can confirm that you are just an exquisite gift."
"...So I said from the beginning, I'm a pure maiden who has never been touched by a man!" Yumenoki Seika's voice was already a bit tired.
What is this maid's background?
Seika was left speechless by her, and Kazuma beside them was even more amused. He gently stroked Tsubaki's hair. "I'm not very interested in the Idol world. Those Idols appear glamorous on the surface, but you can never tell what they're like behind the scenes. It's natural for Tsubaki to be so cautious."
"However, Miss Seika, why are you so eager to explain? It's as if you're very worried I'd misunderstand," Kazuma said with a grin. "Do you really want to offer yourself to me as a gift?"
Facing the high school student's soul-searching question and his bright, dark eyes, Yumenoki Seika froze. Soon, her stiff body gradually softened, slowly becoming natural. She lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes trembling.
"Of course, I don't want to do something like this... but the president told me there was no other way."
The pink-haired girl suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with determination and resolve. She pulled open the ribbon on her body, letting the last covering fall to the ground. She stood exposed before Kazuma, her slender hand clutching her other arm, turning her head to the side. "I cannot give up my Idol path."
"I'm not willing to accept defeat like this. No matter what method it takes, I will seize this opportunity. I want to become the most outstanding Idol in all of Japan! I want those who slandered and defamed me to know they can't bring me down. All their efforts are in vain — I will climb step by step to the very top!"
The more Yumenoki Seika spoke, the fiercer her expression became. Clenching her fists tightly, the Idol's ambitions were completely revealed, written all over her face. As she finished speaking, a prompt sound came from the system.
An exclamation mark materialized above her head.
[Wish List (Yumenoki Seika): Become the best, most popular national Idol in all of Japan!]
Kazuma narrowed his eyes.
"So, please help me," Yumenoki Seika lowered her head, presenting the alluring curves of her body before him, as if tempting the young man before her. "The president said you could help me resolve the public opinion issues and help me achieve my wish. As long as you help me, you can do anything you want to me —"
The mature boobs of the pink-haired girl seemed to hang precariously, swaying and bouncing continuously. Her seductive body radiated endless temptation. Kazuma leisurely walked up to her, lifting her lowered head.
He turned her beautiful, enchanting face towards himself, looking directly into her eyes. "But the old president gentleman didn't mention these things to me. That means, even if I don't help you, you can't change the facts. You are a gift to me. From the moment you entered the hospital gate, you could never go back, Miss Seika."
Yumenoki Seika's face paled.
"However," Kazuma changed his tone, chuckling, "who told me I'm a soft-hearted person? Besides, I'm always very lenient with my own people. I can help you achieve your wish. After all, you becoming the most popular Idol is quite thrilling for me too. The inherent flaws of men, huh? But the price... you should understand, right?"
Miss Yumenoki Seika's face regained its color. Forced to look directly into this young man's eyes from such a close distance, with her chin held between his fingertips, her red lips parted slightly. The cherry lips adorned with lip gloss released a fragrant breath. "That kind of thing... I was prepared for it long ago."
She suddenly grabbed Kazuma's hand and pressed it against her full chest.
Behind them, Rurikawa Tsubaki's expression didn't change, but her lowered hands trembled slightly.
Yumenoki Seika felt her heart was about to leap out of her chest. This was the first time a man had touched her body, and it was a stranger she had just met. Moreover, his hand seemed to possess a certain magic, making her breasts react, feeling hot and feverish.
"I am already yours now. Even if I become the top Idol, I will belong to you..." Yumenoki Seika gritted her teeth and hooked her arm around Kazuma's neck. "Please, enjoy your gift properly~"
She felt the hand gripping her breast squeeze harder, as if it wouldn't stop until every drop of juice was extracted, the shape becoming somewhat exaggerated. Seika's faint, intoxicating fragrance drifted over, her body scent mesmerizing, stirring Kazuma's mind. Just as she thought this person was about to pounce on her and play with her mercilessly...
Kazuma withdrew his hand and pushed her away.
"?"
"Tsubaki, have the nurses take her for a bath and change her clothes," Kazuma said with a meaningful smile. "Don't be in such a hurry, Seika. There's still important business to attend to later."
"..."
The bewildered Idol was led away by the nurses, leaving only Kazuma and Rurikawa Tsubaki. With no outsiders present, the Miss Maid's expression softened considerably. Hesitantly, she parted her red lips. "I thought Master would devour her directly..."
"Am I that impatient? And besides, you're still here, Tsubaki," Kazuma shrugged.
"I am Master's maid. Do you need to hide such privacy from me?"
"Of course it's not to hide from you," Kazuma came to her side and embraced the bowing Rurikawa Tsubaki. "But when my little maid is jealous, I can't just ignore her feelings, can I?"
Miss Maid was taken aback, a blush spreading across her face. "I'm not jealous, it's just... I feel a bit uncomfortable inside."
Kazuma cupped Rurikawa's face and kissed her lips forcefully, swallowing each other's saliva. An ambiguous atmosphere began to spread. "How about now? Still uncomfortable?"
Feeling her master's tenderness, Rurikawa Tsubaki's eyes were filled with deep affection. The jealousy had long since vanished, but she shyly said, "Still a little... I need one more time — Mmph."
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[Image] Yumenoki Seika
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