I Went Into the Mountains to Commit Suicide and Picked Up an All-Purpose Perverted Maid Who Loves Serving Her Master - Chapter 5: Neighbor

Chapter 5: Neighbor

Since then, I’ve been living a kept-man lifestyle, receiving erotic “service” from Mei every day. In this situation, I no longer think about dying. But I do think this can’t go on.

Compared to before, my life is far more decent now. I have clothes, food, and a place to live—everything I need.

But being a kept man is bad. If Mei abandons me now, I wouldn’t be able to survive. It might be fine for a while, but people can change their minds anytime. I want to rebuild my life now, so I can survive even if she leaves me.

I’m grateful to Mei. Without her, I would’ve thought death was my only option. That said, relying on her forever is no good.

I know I need to work, but…

“Hey, Mei, there’s something I want.”

“Something you want? Just say it. A luxury watch? A fancy car? I can get anything right away.”

“No, not that kind of thing. I need a suit for job hunting…”

“Job hunting? You mean to work!? No way! If you work, we’ll have less time together.”

The usually quiet Mei raised her voice.

“But I can’t keep relying on you forever, right? We might not always be together.”

“That’s fine. Master, rely on me for life. Let me be clear: no matter how much you try to leave me, I’ll follow you to hell. Oh, I just thought of something. I know a great job.”

“A great job?”

“Eight hours a day receiving my service. Easy work. 120 days off, benefits included, starting at 30,000 yen a day with raises. How’s that?”

“No way! That’s not a job! The benefits are unreal, but still.”

“Then how about I pay you 10,000 yen per ejaculation?”

“That’s not what I mean! I want to work properly!”

When I insisted firmly, she reluctantly agreed to get me a suit. Now I can job hunt. Hopefully, I’ll land a good job.

“By the way, Master, you said you can’t rely on me forever, but are you planning to get the suit for free?”

“N-No, I’ll pay you back with my salary once I start working…”

“That could take forever. Isn’t there a better way? Like the job I suggested earlier.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll get you a custom-made, expensive suit, so make sure to accept my service properly, okay?”

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While continuing to receive Mei’s erotic service every day, a notice was circulated to all the apartment residents one day. It was about noise complaints, asking people to be quiet at night. It didn’t specify which unit was noisy—probably to avoid escalating conflicts.

I have a guess about the noise. It’s probably the neighbor. Sometimes I hear piano music from next door. That might be it. Or maybe it’s another unit.

We should be careful too. We don’t mean to be loud, but a neighbor dispute could make living here difficult.

That said, we don’t play instruments or have kids running around. It probably doesn’t concern us. Or so I thought.

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I finally got a suit and threw myself into job hunting, but the results were disastrous. Most applications get rejected at the resume stage. My age isn’t young, I’ve been jobless for a while, and I have no notable skills or experience. If I were the interviewer, I’d reject someone like me instantly.

I know that, but I was foolishly hoping that if I applied to enough places, some company might hire me by mistake. Reality is harsh.

After another interview where I got torn apart, I returned to the apartment. I stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for my floor. Just then, a short, chubby man got in behind me. He seemed to be a resident on the same floor. He glanced at the elevator’s floor display and didn’t press a button, meaning he was getting off at the floor I’d selected.

Could he be the neighbor? When we moved in, we tried to greet the neighbors, but one unit was empty. We left a small gift on their doorknob, but maybe this is that resident. Since we’re meeting now, I should greet him.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Yamanaka, recently moved into 503. Sorry for the late introduction.”

“How polite. I’m Komori from 504. Do you live here alone?”

“No, not alone.”

“Oh, married, then?”

“No, not married, but…”

“I see, living with your girlfriend? Nice. That’s the best time, isn’t it?”

Ugh, is Mei my girlfriend? Probably not. But explaining our relationship is impossible. I can’t exactly say I met her in the mountains when I was about to kill myself.

“By the way, what’s your occupation?”

“Uh, I’m job hunting right now.”

“Oh, so a jobless, kept-man scumbag, huh?”

“What?”

“Whoops, did you hear that?”

After that conversation, I returned to my apartment with the neighbor. Mei was waiting. She’s good at reading the room. At home, she wears her maid outfit, but outside, she dresses in normal clothes. Today, she’s in regular clothes too, looking as stunning as ever.

She gave a slight bow, then approached and hugged me, as if she couldn’t wait for my return.

Hey, we’re in public!

Mei tried to drag me inside the apartment.

“S-Sorry, we’ll be going now.”

I said that to the neighbor and entered our apartment. Right after, there was a loud DON as something hit the wall.