Ore wa Mada, Honki o Dashite Inai

"Ha..."

In my study, I was sighing heavily.

He's sluggish, poking his cheek wand at his desk.

"Ha."

"What is it, Hermes?"

"Hmm? Is that you..."

Face up.

Sister who was coming into the room at some point.

She tilts her little neck and stares at me wonderfully.

"Oh, you're really not well, Hermes. Is something really going on?

"I don't know..."

I sighed.

The cause of this sigh is the most irresistible thing in the world to go to my sister, but it was too much of a relief, and even my sister wanted to be stupid with me.

"Whatever I've been doing lately, I've been getting too much attention. I had a lot of trouble in sight. So I was wondering what to do."

"I'm still saying that."

My sister reacted as expected.

I knew it.

My sister said, "Hermes is amazing! He's a religious man who wants to spread the word.

I couldn't help but tell my sister because it was visible that I could be frightened when I told her about this stupidity.

"Come on, give up."

"I don't care what you say."

I stuck it on my desk.

Roll your face over your desk and roll over where you're limping.

I've even had the illusion that the place to limp is a restful place with no appreciation.

"Oh no, I want to go to a world where I'm not appreciated. No, no, no, no."

"Are you a child now?"

My sister was even more frightened.

Sigh, Zito. I've turned my eyes.

"Assuming someone is my brother's father."

"That's what your sister did to herself, isn't it?

Stop gobbling on your desk and I'll look at your sister.

Brother father.

When I took over the house, my sister sent out a notification to the kingdom to make herself my adopted daughter.

My daughter can't inherit without her father, that's an excuse.

I am your brother and your father.

My sister likes the way I call it "my brother" and I'm just going to use it.

"Ha... you have no choice anymore"

"See?"

"If that's all you have to say, why don't we just cooperate a little bit?"

"Cooperation?"

Step away from your desk, face up.

My sister's "cooperation" caught on.

I can't believe your sister said this.

Hermes, that's amazing. It's impossible for a religious sister to say that.

"... what are you up to?

I was as vigilant as I thought.

In contrast, your sister looked slightly awkward.

"You can't help it, can you?"

If you waste it, will you make it happen?

Then I'll keep doing it.

"This is the only time."

"- Huh."

My sister went, as if she had seen through my mind.

I knew you were my sister around here. That's my sister.

But...... is that true?

I was still on guard.

With vigilant eyes, I stared at my sister not to miss out on any plans.

"It hurts to be so vigilant, Hermes"

"Wounded, only for my sister"

"Oh, what can I say. I can't believe Hermes thought of me that way."

Sister turned away and hid the face with her sleeve and said, "Oh man..."

Totally playful way to do it.

"Ha...... ok. Are you sure you want to tell me?

"Yeah, just this once"

"Just this once?

"Only this time."

That's what my sister stressed.

Just this once... then can I try to get on it?

In my sister's case, when I put it that way, I don't really think I'm up to something that far.

A little, maybe I can trust you.

In the meantime, I decided to talk to him.

"Are you sure you want to teach me how to lower my ratings?

"Yeah, it's a way to get a decent rating down"

"Really?"

"You can't be held responsible until Hermes freaks out and fails, can you?

Little sister, she says as she leans her little neck.

Well... I'm not going to blame my sister until I fail...

If that's the case.

"Tell me, sister."

"It's easy. All you have to do now is harass all the maids in this mansion."

"What!?

What do you say all of a sudden, sister?

Sexual harassment of all the maids in the mansion.

"There's no way you can do that, is there?

"I'm not asking you to do anything terrible. It's easy enough to rub your butts and hug your maids."

"Rub your ass..."

I thought about it.

I see, you know what, I thought.

Sure, if you do that, your ratings might go down.

Rating might be lowered if we did it to everyone without a sight, not one or two.

Maybe, but...

"But hey..."

When I'm cluttered up, my sister has a tough look she's never had.

"Hermes."

And called my name.

"Neither can that, nor this. That's not what the man said."

"Ugh..."

My sister beat me up with an honest argument.

Your sister is right.

These "demo demo dattes" aren't manly, they're not cool.

Blah, I kinda hate it.

"Hermes wants to underrate himself, doesn't he?

"Oh."

"Then what's this way?

"... effective, I think"

"What if?

"... right"

I sighed a little.

Your sister is right.

Do you want to stop demo demo datte and try it anyway?

"Okay. Thank you, sister."

"Good luck"

"... though I'm afraid of the reason for the smile"

"As for hermes, I will appreciate it in the future, and if so, it's not a bad idea to turn it down and reactivate."

"Ngu..."

There was no sound.

Something was so easy to imagine, I couldn't say anything back.

I couldn't tell him back, but he said it was that way, just to be careful.

Leave the office and hang around the mansion.

After a short walk, I found a maid wiping the railings of the stairs.

The stairs of the mansion must be wiped and maintained at all times because they are decorated in part with silver.

The maid was doing that.

I approached the maid and touched her butt with a voice from behind.

"Yo, you're working."

"Yikes! What are you doing - your husband!?

The maid turns around and tries to protest, but realizes it was me who did it, and her shaken fist solidifies as it is, and her expression changes to stunning.

"Haha, good luck with that"

That's what I said, I put away the maid who was too surprised and hardened, and I grabbed her and walked away.

Now I found a maid wiping the window with a patterned mop.

Many mansion windows are taller than human back lengths, from floor to ceiling.

There are also many places where you can't wipe windows to the top without a patterned tool.

I approached the maid doing it, speaking from behind as well, touching my butt.

"Whoa, you're working"

"Hey, what are you doing!

The maid was startled and turned around the mop.

Kneel it down and avoid it.

"What, my lord!?

Good luck with your work.

Place the stiffening maid with the shaken mop and roam the mansion further.

I found my next maid.

Is it dried or I'm walking in a situation where I don't see much before, holding a ton of sheets that I just took in.

Get close to it and rub your ass from behind.

"Hiccup! Who is it?

"Are you working hard?

"Hehe Hermes!?

Good luck.

I set aside the maid who was about to smash the sheets and walked away from the spot.

Even then, I rubbed the maids' asses around.

"Nice ass."

"Gehehe, it's sweet."

"Ha ha, I wonder if it's good"

From the way around, I dared, rubbed around with a nori.

If you're gonna do it, be thorough.

I can't help but do it halfway.

Not if you're more reluctant or look sorry.

It doesn't make sense if you do it thoroughly and you don't have to be.

That's what I thought, I got the part, and I rubbed my ass around anyway.

In the course of that day, all the maids in the mansion.

I tried my best to dominate everyone's ass.

The next day, in the office.

I was listening.

If you are moderate in the mansion, if you feel like it, you can see where and who is talking about what while in the office.

So as I was listening, the conversation between the maids talking to the public around the kitchen came to my ear.

"Eh! So you're saying your husband touched your ass, too?

"It is! What, too? Are you sure?

"Yeah, they suddenly touched me"

"Oh, um... I, too, was touched,"

"Neither I nor I"

"Me too."

Everyone on the spot named him one after the other, probably with a raised hand.

That's right, because I touched them all.

"Ugh, what are you doing, sir!

The first maid I mentioned got angry because she felt pungent.

Oh? This is a good flow.

Will it continue to be a stupidity tournament by the maids?

With your sister's love. Oh, sounds like you were perfect.

"So, but... that husband, he wasn't like your husband,"

Hmm?

What the fuck?

What is this?

It doesn't feel like a fight.

No, seriously, it's not the time to panic yet.

There's only one kid to defend.

"Uh, yeah, he sure doesn't seem like the usual master."

"That's not what Hermes does."

"Speaking of which, alcohol..."

"I wasn't drinking"

"I didn't"

"I didn't"

"It's not because of alcohol, all the time"

... Is that it?

It's not what I imagined.

Why hasn't the contest started?

"You touched us all in the buttocks in the face... maybe I had an idea."

"In the middle of something more important than that, that camouflage?

"Possible, if your husband"

"Well, if that's the case, I'll put up with it"

"Me too."

"I can't help it, so I'll put up with it."

That one.

Something convinced me.

No, that's not true, is it?

I just wanted to give you a bad rating.

Hello, Mina.

Somehow, it didn't seem to work.

I wonder if this was wasted.

I can't believe it, but in conclusion, it wasn't a waste of bones.

"But your husband is amazing"

To?

"I don't know what you're doing, but I can't believe you're doing this to hide it."

"Oh, you mean you're doing it even when you play the worst man. Wow."

"After all, Hermes is a wonderful husband."

One by one, the maids have mistaken me on their own and raised their ratings on their own.

Oh, yeah, yeah!?

I just had sexual harassment, but I don't have any deep thoughts or anything at all.

Even if I do something really bad, my ratings go up.

What am I supposed to do now?

Whether we had sexual harassment or just did something really bad, the ratings were up.

What should I do now?