"I've been aware of the nature of your relationship from the very beginning. While I don't necessarily mind it, you two mustn't get carried away this early." Maya's voice was ice-cold and laced with an unmistakable authority.
Tatsuya and Miyuki remained in a stiff seiza position on the floor, their eyes fixed on the tablet screen held by Honami.
"Our deepest apologies..." Tatsuya began, his voice low.
"Onii-sama did nothing wrong! If anyone is to blame, it was I who initiated it," Miyuki interjected without a second's hesitation, shielding her brother from Maya's gaze.
A faint, cryptic smile played on Maya's lips. "I'm not angry. I'm simply worried that you'll both get swept up in the heat of the moment and forget yourselves."
Tatsuya lowered his head further, a rare look of guilt crossing his face.
"Very well. Just make sure you keep today's warning in mind."
"Understood."
"Honami, I'll leave the rest to you."
"As you wish, Lady Maya."
With that, Maya abruptly ended the video call.
Tatsuya and Miyuki finally let out the breaths they had been holding, though a thick layer of awkwardness remained, especially with Honami standing right there.
"Miyuki-sama, the bath is ready for you," Honami announced softly.
"Eh? Oh... right. Thank you, Honami-san." Miyuki offered a gentle, somewhat sheepish smile before bowing and scurrying out of Tatsuya's room.
Once they were alone, Honami moved to Tatsuya's side. She leaned in, her voice a sultry whisper as her eyes drifted toward the conspicuous bulge in his trousers.
"Does Tatsuya-sama require some... assistance?"
Tatsuya winced slightly, looking away. "Ugh... just make it quick."
Honami's face lit up with a brilliant, predatory smile. "It would be my absolute pleasure."
She sank to her knees before him, her fingers working deftly to undo his belt and release the heat that was straining against the fabric.
"Ara ara~ it seems the 'little master' is just as energetic as always~."
"Ahem! It can't be helped, can it? I am a healthy young man, after all."
"Ufufu~ that is very true."
Without another word, Honami parted her lips and took him inside.
Twenty minutes later, Honami was in the dining hall, watching the other maids finish their breakfast.
"Aren't you going to eat, Lady Honami?" one of them asked, noticing her empty plate.
Honami covered her mouth with her palm, a faint, satisfied glow about her. "No, thank you. I'm still quite full."
"Is that so...?"
Suddenly, one of the younger maids blinked, leaning in closer.
"Lady Honami, what's that white, viscous liquid on your cheek?"
"Eh?"
Honami flinched. With lightning-fast reflexes, she wiped the stray drop with her finger and popped it into her mouth before anyone else could get a good look.
"Lady Honami?" the maid asked, confused by the sudden movement.
Honami offered a thin, sharp smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"Be quiet and finish your breakfast."
"Y-yes, Ma'am!"
The maid didn't dare ask another question, hurriedly shovelling the rest of her meal down.
Interestingly enough, that same maid found herself assigned the lightest workload of the day. It wasn't a coincidence, but rather a small token of "gratitude" from Honami for the timely reminder.
.....
(Group Mission Published: Stop the 'Black Mist' invasion at the Nine Schools Competition! Rewards scaled to performance. Maximum: 5 participants!)
The silence of the dimensional chat group was shattered by the notification ringing in every member's mind.
Time Eater: Finally, a group mission! This is my chance to finally visit another world!
Sword Princess: I've been looking forward to this.
White: The Nine Schools Competition? I'm certain I've heard that name somewhere before.
Makoto: That's the event in Tatsuya's world, right?
Tatsuya Yotsuba: Correct. If you all decide to come, I'll be happy to host you.
Time Eater: What are you talking about? Of course I'm coming!
Sword Princess: Me too. I want to see the difference between a modern world and a medieval one like ours, just like you described.
White: As for me, I just want to meet you in person.
Tatsuya Yotsuba: Me?
White: Who else? You're the most fascinating human I've ever analyzed. I want to see you with my own eyes at least once.
Makoto: I'm just hoping I can get my hands on some manga and anime from your world!
Tatsuya Yotsuba: Don't worry. I'll make sure to stock up on everything from the pre-war era to the present.
Makoto: You're the best, Aniki!
"Kun... Tatsuya-kun!"
Mayumi's voice snapped Tatsuya back to reality.
He turned his head and momentarily lost his train of thought. Mayumi was dressed in casual clothes that did absolutely nothing to hide the deep curve of her cleavage.
One should never let her height fool them; Mayumi was the type of woman whose petite frame only served to accentuate her impressively generous bust. It was a level of charm that no man—not even Tatsuya—could simply ignore.
Tatsuya felt a sudden pressure in his nose. Before anything embarrassing could happen, he tilted his head back and pinched his nostrils shut.
"Hehehe, Tatsuya-kun, what's wrong?" Mayumi teased with a mischievous grin, intentionally pressing her chest against his arm.
"Mayumi-san! Please behave yourself!" Miyuki, who was sitting on Tatsuya's other side, immediately barked a reprimand.
"Cheee... Why is Miyuki so angry? I was just having a little fun with Tatsuya-kun."
"Onii-sama belongs to me. I won't let you have him all to yourself!"
"Hehehe, well then, why don't we just share him?"
"Eh?" Miyuki froze, caught off guard by the suggestion.
Seizing the moment, Mayumi slid Tatsuya's arm right into the valley of her breasts. Not wanting to be outdone, Miyuki's competitive spirit flared up, and she mirrored the action on the other side.
Tatsuya could only let out a long, weary sigh, even as he found himself lost in the sensation of the warmth and softness pressing against both his arms.
They were currently on a bus, heading straight toward the venue of the Nine Schools Competition.
'I just hope nothing goes wrong,' Tatsuya thought to himself.
To be continued...Anvanced Chapter p*tre*n.com/AgamYupi02