Miss Demon Maid

Akiru was born in the land as the daughter of a brewery of ancient times.

It is famous in the area as a regional liquor, as a souvenir to other provinces, and there is also a sense that Autumn Residence has lived without any difficulty.

It was around the time I went to secondary school that that life changed.

Until then, I went to a private elementary school in the heart of the city, worked with friends of wealthy families and relaxed, wondering if I would continue to go as far as the series of universities, but my grandfather's educational policy, chairman and active Doo, led to Autumn Residence moving to a city with a brewery.

There are no messed up shops in the neighborhood. I can't even shop with a friend on my way home from school, not to mention the distance I can get out of the city centre if I get in the car for half an hour.

Moreover, the public secondary school, which has only fewer than one class a year, has been quite a shock to Autumn Residence, which until now has been only a 'good day' when it comes to greeting.

Still, it's not all bad.

It was a class of only seventeen, but many of them looked as if they had been collected intentionally (...).

Among them, the two male students, Sacred Clothes and Feather King (Hao), were beautiful boys that seemed to work in models and idols, and Akiru accidentally stunned his mind.

It's not love. I felt like a fan admiring Idol, but still nothing short of “moisturizing” for Autumn Residence.

Akiru used the skills acquired in upstream society and blended brilliantly into the class wearing a cat.

Holy Clothes was the so-called honorary student type, the type I was accustomed to seeing in Autumn Ryu, who attended a private school, but Yu Wang, a Yanchang and sports boy, was the type who was not around Autumn Ryu, and Autumn Ryu behaved as the perfect lady in an attempt to buy his pleasure.

There's no way a junior high school student in an area like this wouldn't like a girl like himself.

But such a plan for autumn residence was driven mad by the presence of only one person.

A half girl looking down, concerned about being tall.

Girl who cares about different eye colors and hides her eyes.

Girl who cares about being different from others and can't break with her class.

The two boys who were class idols began to care about the girl.

Maybe that was simply, not a favour, but a generosity. But Autumn did not like it.

I couldn't forgive anyone who scorned me.

So I didn't care about the girl in the same way, and I stirred up the three irritating people from the back, even on the surface. I let them direct their thoughts to defile their own hands.

That doesn't mean a lot.

It's just that since I've been here, I might have wanted a sandbag to clear up the stress.

One day after that lasted more than a year, Akiru, with his classmates, was summoned to another world.

Some of the boys said they were dreaming too much that it was a "summons of the brave" or something, but Akiru knew the situation as soon as he saw it.

Online Maiden Game [Light, Darkness and Love Online 2 - Love Milfielle]

The name of the country, the name of a person, and the situation were very similar to that.

His father, pitiful that Akiru would go to public secondary school, gave her everything she wanted, and there was this game in it.

My father said he didn't remember buying that stuff, but I don't care about that.

The non-main heroin candidates in the game were junior high school students summoned from Earth. I was excited that Akiru was really summoned to the world of [Light, Darkness and Love Online 2 - Love Milfielle].

That's because you might meet an attacker who appears in this game.

Yoan de Michel, fourteen. The Marquis has an interest rate. Fourth grade at the School of Magic.

He is the half-brother of the villain warrant lady Sharon, and an adorable boy in the younger frame.

He is a boy with the Countess, whose father, the Marquis, was raising “true love," who has been hidden by the Marquis for fear of harm being done by his real wife and Sharon.

Joan, who was raised by his mother to hear about his sister Sharon's, a serious deed in the aristocracy, was troubled by Sharon's candidacy for the fiancée of His Highness Joel, who did so.

For Joan, who hears the troubles and hopes to stop his sister's evil, his mother gives him evidence of Sharon's evil, and by pleading guilty to her, the flag is established.

Yoan was Autumn's favorite, and he kicked and attacked many other players online.

I think that Autumn Ru's interest in the feather king may have also been a real desire for Yoan's naughty smile and naivety to show when we were alone.

I'm sure some other classmates know about this game. Viscount Lady, the main heroine, could also be an enemy.

That's why Autumn Ru did not imitate the information as silly as it would be to rip it apart from him, plotting it by the time he was around to reduce his distance from Yoan, until he was invited to his home, the Marquis.

Yet......

"... come this far, will that child (...) get in the way again"

Something tells me you're feeling a cold sign of malice from afar, and you're feeling comfortable and cheerful.

It's still in Fleuretti watching Miss Sharon deflect today.

"Ma'am, a few letters have arrived in the mailbox in the girls' dorm"

"... eh"

Sharon lady, who was enjoying quinny aman and hot sweet milk tea, punches her eyes and looks at me.

Important letters between nobles would otherwise be hand-to-hand, but just within the college they would be delivered to the dormitory mailbox.

That's just the Botch Queen lady I'm used to. The mailbox was as pretty as new because I couldn't even get a letter or anything from your parents.

"Letty... you're thinking weird again"

"Recently, my lady, your arms have been punning."

"Letty makes sweet things."

If that's what you think, stop eating. The lady who eats Quinny Aman like a hamster is very cute.

"I was losing weight originally, so I'm still fine. Rest assured."

"Oh, yes, you are."

When I smile nicely, the lady looks obviously relieved, and that's already soup, isn't it? Drink thick milk tea with too much sugar.

I don't drink that stuff because I look fat.

"So, Letty. From which?"

"Let me start by explaining from the punippiness of my right arm…"

I'm not talking about two arms.

We will indulge you when you bathe.

Aside from that, I wonder why Botch's daughter has received a letter, and yesterday she showed off her original beauty, so both misguided servants started sending invitations and so on.

"Well... Mr. Joel invited you to a meal because it's a very important item."

"Master Joel..."

When I check the sender's name and say so, the lady circles her eyes as surprised.

Looks like you weren't lost in your mind about saying something the other day.

Because I've never even had a busy relationship with my fiancée candidate, Miss Sharon, and that geez bastard just got a little prettier with her daughter. This is it.

"Still, we can't ignore it, so I'll tweak your plans later."

"That's fine. Was there anything else that seemed important?

Please check the names of the elephants there later.... Oh, what's this?

"The Viscount's maid invites you to a tea party.... do you know him?

You're Miss Clarice, with whom I grouped my classes. For once, it looks like I'm ready to join you.

"... I haven't really talked to you about it. I don't even remember being told terrible things, but why did you invite me?

"In the meantime, may I present you on condition that I accompany you?

"Yeah...... thanks"

My lady's hands were mozzled as to whether I was relieved together.

"Well, there's more..."

When I found one letter, I threw it into the trash can in the corner of your room with all my might, shaking it wide and hanging a beautiful positive rotation.

"Well, you don't have anything else."

"No, no, no, Letty, don't wait! That was my parents' envelope earlier, wasn't it?

Shit, have you noticed?

I really don't like it, but I finger pick the end of the envelope with the family crest of the Marquis Michelle family, which is your daughter's home, and give it to her.

The young lady laughed so little that she laughed bitterly at me like that.

"Feelings are with me, but suppress them, Letty"

"Sorry"

You shouldn't. You are disqualified as a lady's maid. When I honestly lowered my head, the lady gently stroked my hair lowering her head before opening the envelope.

……………

The complexion of the lady at first glance becomes visibly worse. That's why I didn't like it......

This is a letter from both scumbags who have scorned your daughter for years.

It's been a little over four years since my daughter was admitted to this school of magic since she was ten, but only twice in the meantime has she been shown her face at her parents' house.

I can't help it either. This school isn't a very good environment either, because it's better than that raw garbage nest.

What more can I do for you now that you haven't even had the busy assistance of a letter before?

"How have you been?

It's not what the maid should have asked, except for this one.

"... Joan told me that I had committed a scandal and told me to come back as soon as possible and explain."

"Is that your brother again?"

Did scandal mean that I became your daughter's partner? These are people with really small ○ ○ ○.

"Well, Master Joel has invited me just fine, and let's say no"

"... No, Letty. We can't avoid it forever. And if you continue to ignore it badly, you may get strange rumors going."

Maybe you've been spreading weird rumors before.

"You have no choice. Very troublesome though."

When I spoke my honest feelings, the lady blew out.

"But this could be a good opportunity. Now I have... Letty, you're here."

"Lady..."

The lady's soldering smile is too nice...... eh.

I am impressed, once again, to kneel before the lady and swear.

"This Fleuretti, I will show you all who necessarily harm the lady, sink into the sea of blood with my dynamite punch."

"I didn't ask for that. WOW!?

The next morning, when we delivered the holiday delivery to the college, the girls' dorm supervisor lent us your personal carriage and we headed to your daughter's home.

"That tough dorm supervisor lent you his carriage so well..."

"Yes, ma'am. That's already a pleasure to lend."

She is a dorm supervisor who is single in her forties and tough on dorm girls, but I'm sure her heart is kind.

Somehow, at first, I was able to say bumpy hatred to a lady who was off college, but when I turned a gentle eye, she instantly completed all the formalities with a bright blue face.

Heh heh, it's okay. Because I haven't told anyone that you were buying a young boy in the city.

"Then I will work for you."

"Can you handle horses?

He was also frightened of me for some reason when riding the carriage, but as soon as I convinced (...) he gave up everything and followed me.

The territory of the Marquis Michelle family, the daughter's home, takes about a day and a half by carriage, but we were able to reach her home that evening because she left early in the morning and worked harder than the horse needed.

Maybe the demonic blood drink I gave the horse on the way was good.

"Letty... here I am"

"This one..."

The Michelle Marquis Mansion felt more like a "small castle” than a mansion.

The castle, stained with cedar at dusk, looks bloody and heartwarming.

When we stopped the carriage in front of the main entrance, even though we called ourselves, we didn't even answer the gatekeeper instead of picking you up.

"It's Sharon. I'm home. Don't open the gate."

When the lady said that in a Rin voice, the gatekeepers, who apparently were playing card games across the gate fence, looked up in surprise... and began to continue the game as they did.

"You guys, don't open it! I am,"

"Ma'am, I'll take care of this place"

You can go home like this, but then you can waste your daughter's resolve, so I'll take care of it.

"Ma'am, when you arrive first, you'll have to knock."

"... Huh?

A young lady looks out for [Oak Killer EX], which I picked up as a slurry.

This is the tip sphere portion of the oak killer I got coated with heavy, degraded uranium-like ore.

The ore was a curse item and was stored dead as an item that drove the owner to death, so we bought it cheap.

Now in my hand, '... wow... wow... wow...' and it made a good piece that sounded somewhat like a groan.

"Well, I'm sorry -"

At the same time as my greeting, a swinging toge stick grinds the iron fence made of magic iron like a candy worker.

Smiling nicely at the gatekeepers who suddenly remove the cards in the soil and smoke, I look back at the lady who was opening her mouth with Pocan.

"Sounds like the gate deteriorated badly. Then let's come."

"... yeah,... yeah"

In this way the lady and I were able to get to your parents' house without any problems.