The Increasingly Twisted Maid

*KNOCK* *KNOCK*

There was a knock at the door.

Yoruha didn't wake up, as the one knocking was clearly Miharu, looking for "trouble."

Of course, Yoruha could also hear the conversation between Miharu and Mafuyu. Although she knew Miharu, in her heart, Haruto was the first!

Therefore, at this moment, faced with Miharu wanting to cause trouble for her Master, she thought about it every night and quickly came up with the best solution to make her Master happy with her incomplete memories of a certain fat man.

Noticing Yoruha's gaze, Haruto said casually, "What's up?"

"Perverted Master?"

"Ha?"

Haruto almost crushed his phone.

Yoruha carefully analyzed: "Because Master always stares at women's legs, bullies women, threatens women, and treats the quintuplets poorly."

"Stop!"

The veins on Haruto's forehead throbbed: "Forget the front part, but that's really slander!"

Yoruha tilted her head slightly: "But Master looks very excited when playing with Itsuki's ahoge."

Haruto put on a serious face: "Stop talking, quickly open the door."

"Please wait a moment."

Yoruha stood and pulled out a lot of whips and other props. "In that case, I have prepared everything needed for Master. After a while, I will set up a soundproof knot. Master, please enjoy."

*CLAP*

Haruto couldn't take it anymore and immediately pulled Yoruha, then slapped her.

Yoruha's eyes went blank and a little sad: "Master?"

Haruto's face darkened: "You are not allowed to learn messy things in the future. Good, go open the door!"

"Oh~"

Yoruha replied obediently, walked out a few steps, and noticed Haruto looking at the props on the table. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but remind him: "Master, I have more."

"Huh?"

Under his sharp gaze, Yoruha bowed and said firmly: "Master, I will open the door."

Since being possessed by Nakano Rena, this doll girl's emotions seemed to have become richer.

Haruto always felt that Yoruha seemed to be becoming increasingly inappropriate.

He shook his head. He was actually very serious. Even when he bullied others, in many cases, he was just fighting back, but his methods weren't right; it was better than a slap in the face.

Like Nino, like Ichika, like Miku.

One of them always opposed him, one always caused trouble, and the other always called him reckless or something similar.

If he didn't hit them properly, why didn't he feel happy?

Tolerance and politeness?

Sorry, such things only become stumbling blocks on the road ahead.

Recently, it seemed he had started actively bullying others. Perhaps this was what made Yoruha feel that she was not serious and perverted?

But Yoruha didn't understand what it was about.

Haruto sighed and rubbed his temples with a headache. Yoruha was very smart and had her own judgment and thoughts on everything.

But the result now was that it was difficult for others to change Yoruha's mind. Mafuyu often taught her, but the effect was not at all.

If this continued, night after night, she would step further into being a shady maid.

Clearing the items on the table, Haruto squinted and looked at the door.

"Kuromori-kun, excuse me~"

A sweet and cute voice sounded. Miharu entered the room, wearing the slippers prepared by Yoruha, and walked closer with a bag of instant noodles.

Haruto lifted his eyes and said, "Miharu, I'm causing trouble for you."

Although the cup noodles belonged to Mafuyu, Haruto naturally wouldn't try to reveal that right now.

But for this silly sister-in-law who voluntarily taught him for Mafuyu but actually wanted to win the game, Haruto didn't even know what to say.

"It's no problem."

Miharu curiously looked around the apartment, which had a layout similar to her sister's room, with a deep expression of curiosity on her face.

Because this was the first time she had entered a boy's apartment.

She had been attending an all-girls school since she was little, so she basically had no contact with boys.

Miharu had certainly heard a lot about boys from her friends around her.

For example, boys' apartments are very messy and dirty.

The air is stuffy and smells bad.

Dirty clothes, dirty shoes, and dirty socks are also scattered on the floor.

There are many tissues thrown into the trash.

There's a game console on top of the TV cabinet, and a messy pile of video tapes next to it.

The dining table and coffee table are also filled with snack bags, cup noodle boxes, lunch boxes, etc.

But here it was very different.

Neat and clean.

Not a speck of dust was visible on the floor.

The clothes were also washed clean and hung to dry on the balcony.

There were also flowers and unknown plants growing on the balcony.

There were two cacti on one side of the TV cabinet, and neatly arranged video tapes on the other side.

Below was the game console with neatly arranged game cards.

There was a vase on the table, clean and tidy. The air was filled with a fresh aroma with a hint of grass and flowers, and it smelled very pleasant.

Very nice.

Miharu realized that she came here to ask him to call her senpai, not just to visit.

And two days on the weekend had passed, and the other party hadn't even done his homework when he came home?

This wouldn't work!

Miharu cleared her throat and tried to make a serious expression: "Kuromori-kun, come here and quickly do your homework!"