You don’t want to fail, right?

Yotsuba panicked.

Why did Haruto have a maid costume in his house?

What should she do?

Although Yotsuba wasn't thinking of taking back her words, she had already planned to bring the maid outfit she had bought and come next weekend to serve tea and water.

But she wasn't prepared at all right now!

Seeing Yotsuba looking at him with wide eyes, embarrassed and panicked, Haruto spoke seriously: "Yotsuba, if you don't want to wear it, I won't force you."

He knew that with Yotsuba's character, since she had agreed, there was an 80% chance she would follow through!

Of course, if her feelings for him weren't strong, Yotsuba definitely wouldn't agree.

However, if her feelings weren't strong, she wouldn't dare come to his apartment alone, let alone say that she could agree to a condition.

Anyone who wasn't an idiot could understand what she meant by that, right?

This fool just needed to be honest and let her help. Haruto wouldn't refuse.

After all, Yotsuba wasn't a stranger but someone very familiar.

But this fool said she wouldn't let him help for free. Even though Haruto knew Yotsuba felt guilty for causing him trouble, that's why she said it.

But it was still annoying.

Forget it, she even said she could agree to a condition.

All he could say was this fool had too much faith in herself!

Yotsuba took a deep breath, stood up blushing, grabbed the maid uniform, and couldn't help glaring at him: "I'm not forcing it!"

"I'll change now!"

It's just a maid outfit, not a naked apron.

Nothing to worry about, right? Besides, she often saw girls dressed as maids handing out flyers on the street.

Yotsuba kept comforting herself.

But her heart was clearly pounding fast.

Her cheeks were even hotter.

Walking to the bedroom, Yotsuba closed the door, then took out the maid uniform. As she looked at the style of the maid outfit, Yotsuba sighed in relief.

"Thankfully, it's not revealing."

"Hmph~ Kuromori-san really underestimated me. I'm not the type to break promises. Unlike you, who forgets all the initial agreements, idiot."

Ten minutes later.

The door cracked open, and Haruto turned his head instinctively.

Yotsuba's face was flushed, her head lowered, and she walked out a little nervously. Maybe because the hem of her skirt was a bit short, the girl kept pulling it down with her hands.

But no matter how much she tugged, it was impossible to make it longer!

Haruto's breath caught for a moment.

He had to admit, Yotsuba in a maid outfit was very eye-catching.

The outfit wasn't overly revealing, but it wasn't a very traditional maid uniform either. It was more of a style that reflected her cuteness. As a result, the hem of the skirt appeared quite short, reaching only mid-thigh.

Yotsuba wore white calf-length socks on her legs, and her maid outfit had a very common color combination. With such a simple and clear design, the exposed white areas were incredibly eye-catching.

Yotsuba glanced at Haruto and pouted nervously, stammering: "Kuromori-san, how do I look?"

"You look great." Haruto complimented without hesitation. "Yotsuba, you look really cute right now."

"Ehehe..." Yotsuba grinned awkwardly, then bent forward, imitating a maid's etiquette, and seriously said: "Master, do you have any instructions?"

"Come over here and massage my legs."

"Eh?"

Yotsuba looked at Haruto in disbelief.

Haruto said seriously: "Yotsuba, do you know what kind of maid is the most perfect?"

Yotsuba answered cautiously: "A maid who thinks about her master?"

"That's right." Haruto responded seriously, "Yotsuba, right now your identity is a maid. I believe if it's you, Yotsuba, you can do a great job even as a maid."

Yotsuba couldn't help puffing her cheeks: "Kuromori-san, you're so mean, always knowing how to tease me!"

"Please call me Master."

"No way."

Haruto thought for a moment, looked at Yotsuba, and then lowered his voice: "Yotsuba, you don't want to fail your exams, right?"

"Woo~"

Yotsuba raised her hands to cover her face. That sentence truly hit her weak spot, but she also knew that Haruto was just teasing her.

So even though she didn't scream, there was really no issue at all.

After a while, just when Haruto thought he had finally broken through Yotsuba's defenses, the girl peeked through her fingers and weakly called out: "Master~"

Her voice was still sweet, but compared to her usual self, it was a little less energetic and more shy and soft.

Not inferior to Nino at all!

Haruto took a deep breath: "Yotsuba, once more."

"Master."

Yotsuba called out angrily, then walked over, squatted down, and started hitting his legs with her fists.

It was embarrassing enough to wear the maid uniform, but calling him "Master" was even worse.

'Kuromori-san, you're so mean, a big jerk! I already promised Kuromori-san, so I just have to follow through to the end.'

Yotsuba secretly glanced at him, then noticed Haruto raising his phone and hearing a "click."

Haruto casually put his phone down as if nothing had happened: "Sorry, Yotsuba looked so cute just now, I couldn't help but take a picture. I'll make sure to turn off the camera sound next time."

That wasn't the point at all!

Yotsuba bit her lip silently, glaring at him in embarrassment, then couldn't help pinching his leg twice.

Five minutes later, Haruto stopped her.

The main reason she came over was for tutoring, not to be a maid.

The warm-up was done.

Now it was time to get down to business.

Haruto said: "Yotsuba, it's about time. Go to my room and get the notebook on the desk."

In fact, even if Yotsuba hadn't come, Haruto had already thought of a plan.

Though Yotsuba wasn't like Nino, who always went shopping with friends, or Ichika, who was always working.

But she was very popular in the sports club. So she would leave early and return late every day, attending sports club activities even on weekends.

Yotsuba rarely joined study sessions.

Haruto didn't persuade Yotsuba to refuse invitations from the basketball club, because he had seen her active figure, and the smile on her face wasn't forced at all.

This showed that Yotsuba enjoyed it, rather than reluctantly joining out of obligation.

So Haruto had once encouraged Yotsuba.

He told her to keep helping out with the basketball club and maybe even aim to become a special sports recruit in the future. However, there was a prerequisite for becoming a special sports student.

That is, her other subjects needed to pass.

The upcoming test would also be a time to evaluate the results of the past month.

Yotsuba must have noticed the progress her sisters had made, but she was the only one standing still, so she was really anxious.

Yotsuba walked to the bedroom.

The bedroom window was open, and a breeze blew in, flipping open the first page of the notebook that had been lying on the desk.

Yotsuba unconsciously turned her head and saw her name written on the first page—Yotsuba.