About the Case of Me Being Reincarnated as a Side Character Who Got Kicked Out Immediately Of The Story, but the Heroine, Who’s My Yandere Fiancée, Won't Leave Me Alone - Chapter 57: A Heavy Responsibility

Chapter 57: A Heavy Responsibility

A mutsuri(closet-pervert) maid.

Of course, there was no way for Amane to know that she might be called that in some other world.

“Aah… nn…♪”

It was a muffled voice, yet somehow laced with an alluring charm.

The one letting out such a sound was none other than Amane. She had been staring at the sleeping Akito beside her for some time now, trailing her own hands over her body.

“Aah… what a terrible woman I am…! To be doing something like this… right beside the one most precious to me…!”

Amane’s words might have been filled with remorse, but her hands moved with no hesitation.

Of course, she wasn’t going so far as to cross the final line. But still, the fact that she was doing such indecent things while gazing at Akito’s sleeping face was undeniable.

At this point, calling her a mutsuri maid didn’t quite cut it—she had more than earned the title of a dosukebe(pervert) maid.

“…Akito-sama, you’re so adorable.”

To the average person, Akito’s sleeping face would likely appear dignified.

But to Amane—who had reached the same realm as Arisu—his true expression was laid bare.

And without even questioning why she could see it, she instinctively understood what it meant.

More than wondering about this phenomenon, what mattered was that she could see it—that alone proved just how deeply serious her feelings for him were.

“…Ama… ne?”

“…!?”

Hearing her name murmured, Amane’s heart skipped a beat, and her hands froze.

It wasn’t that Akito had woken up. It was merely a sleep-talking mutter.

Even so, for Amane, having her name called—even in his sleep—was enough to send her soaring to the heavens in joy.

A thrill not from physical stimulation, but from sheer happiness, sent a near-orgasmic sensation washing over her. Slowly, she leaned closer to Akito.

“Akito-sama…♡”

What came to mind was the kiss from last night.

It had been nothing more than a gentle touch of lips. Yet it had been so sweet, and above all, it had set her heart ablaze.

Her first kiss—given to the very first person she had truly fallen in love with. That alone made her joy immeasurable.

“Akito-sama… you are a wonderful person.”

In the past, Amane had secretly regarded Akito as nothing more than a glitch in the world.

But now, she truly thought he was wonderful.

Even though she was merely a servant, he had shown her kindness. He had extended a hand even to her family circumstances.

He had severed the chains of the past—chains that had bound her for so long—and most importantly, he had accepted her.

“…Mmm?”

“Oh, are you awake?”

As she continued to gaze at him, Akito finally opened his eyes.

He still seemed half-asleep, his expression hazy and dazed. But even that was enough to set Amane’s heart ablaze.

Of course, she had already stopped her dosukebe acts, but the desire to do something for him as his maid now filled her instead.

“Are you still sleepy?”

“…Yeah, a little.”

A sleepy person often reveals their truest self.

With winter approaching, the mornings were beginning to get cold. Seeing Akito burrowing back under the covers awakened an unfamiliar feeling within Amane—something warm and tender.

She had never had children, nor had she ever been married. And yet, she instantly recognized the sensation for what it was.

“…I see. So this is what they call maternal instinct. If it’s for Akito-sama, I feel like I could produce so much milk.”

…And thus, a rather perverted statement escaped her lips.

“Ah, that’s right.”

An idea struck Amane.

She lay down once more, gently guiding Akito’s sleepy head towards her chest.

“…A-Amane-san?”

“It’s still early. You should rest a little longer.”

“…Like this?”

“Yes. Please, rest well in my embrace.”

Even while half-asleep, Akito’s ears turned red.

Amane let out a quiet chuckle, stroking his hair as she began to hum a lullaby.

And before long, Akito had drifted back into sleep.

She was a little disappointed that she couldn’t watch his sleeping face anymore, but…

Well, in the end, she was still a mutturi dosukebe maid—so naturally, she muttered:

“One day… I’d love to try baby play with Akito-sama.”

She said it with a completely straight face.

And yet, she wasn’t finished.

“But really… I’m so happy. I can’t help but wonder if I deserve this happiness.

Akito-sama… you are my everything. For you, I would do anything. Whatever you desire, I will give you everything.”

And then, as if whispering a vow:

“If I was saved… then I must return the favor.

Ufufu, thank you, Akito-sama. The things you have given me have bound me to you forever…♪”

Her words, tinged with dark emotions, coupled with her expression, made her look almost terrifying.

However, Akito was someone who had walked the right path time and time again—smashing countless ominous flags along the way.

Perhaps he possessed some mysterious power, but…

He was going to be fine.

“Amane-san… you’re seriously too beautiful… zzz.”

“…!?!?”

That convenient sleep talk sent Amane’s face into a wide, blissful grin.

The darkness from earlier was completely gone, replaced with an air of a doting onee-san spoiling her beloved.

▼▽

“……”

“Akito-san?”

We had arrived at school.

Beside me, Arisu was staring curiously.

She was probably wondering why I had been spacing out since we left the house.

“Nah, it’s nothing. I just… woke up feeling really refreshed.”

“Hmmm?”

I only vaguely remembered the details, but there was one thing I could recall clearly.

I had woken up nestled within Amane’s L-cup chest.

That image refused to leave my mind, along with everything that had happened between us this morning.

“Must’ve been one hell of a morning.”

“Yeah. If you were there, I’d say the same thing.”

“Oh? So that means Amane-san was involved?”

“Yeah.”

There was no point in hiding my interactions with Amane from Arisu.

I didn’t go into detail, but Arisu seemed to grasp the situation anyway, smiling knowingly.

“I’m not worried at all. If anything, it’s good that you and Amane-san are getting closer.

After all, like me, she’s one of the women who will stand by your side and support you.”

“…Still doesn’t feel real, though.”

“That feeling will come with time.”

At that moment, Arisu seemed to remember something.

Leaning in, she whispered:

“Before the end of the second term, the Saijou family will be hosting another party.”

“A party… like that one?”

“Exactly.”

Hearing “Saijou family party,” I was reminded of that day—the day everything began.

“We’ll be inviting more people this time—like Sophia and Filia.”

So even Amane would be coming as a guest.

It would be my job to inform her.

“This time, it’ll feel different, don’t you think?

Let’s show them how much we’ve changed since then.”

“…Got it.”

“Politicians and influential figures will be attending, too.

It’ll be the perfect chance to show them who you are—my one and only prince.”

Her smile was both wicked and captivating, like a beautiful demon lord reveling in mischief.

“Stand tall, and stand proudly beside me, alright?”

“……”

“Ufufu♪”

This…

This was a heavy responsibility.