My Yandere Girlfriend Hiding in the Dungeon Kills Me Over and Over Again

Chapter 159 Dere

It wasn’t just me who was surprised by the unexpected mission—both Nyau and Lyune seemed equally taken aback, as they were left speechless.

“This is way too easy,” said Lyune.

“What’s the purpose behind this, I wonder?” Nyau muttered, frowning.

Lyune seemed underwhelmed, while Nyau wore a look of skepticism.

Not just this mission, but Elsie’s actions up until now—killing the village chief, trying to capture Nyau, and even scaring us with a Bugbear costume—had all felt somewhat haphazard and erratic.

“Do we really need to go along with this?”

I voiced my doubts. Frankly, obeying an enemy whose motives were completely unclear felt nothing short of unsettling.

“But if we don’t, we can’t get out of here. Let’s just knock out this ridiculously simple mission and be done with it!”

“I agree with Lyune. Let’s clear this silly mission as quickly as possible,” added Nyau.

To my surprise, they both seemed eager to proceed.

If that’s the case, I’ll go along with them.

But still, where on earth do we even find a maid outfit?

“Hey, look! That door’s changed into something unfamiliar,” said Lyune, pointing to where we’d entered.

The plain wooden door we had come through had somehow transformed into a grand, double door adorned with gold embellishments, like something straight out of a noble’s mansion. Its design was luxurious and ornate.

“This could be a trap. Stay alert,” Nyau cautioned, urging us to remain vigilant as she cautiously opened the door.

Beyond the door was a space that resembled a dressing room in a high-class noble’s estate.

The walls were lined with full-length mirrors, and a dresser stood in the middle of the room. A glittering chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a soft light across the space.

In the corner of the room stood a gilded partition screen, and on an opulent clothing rack nearby, two black maid outfits were carefully hung.

“There really are maid outfits!”

Lyune exclaimed excitedly, her voice brimming with enthusiasm.

“So, we really are supposed to wear these,” Nyau sighed in resignation.

“Wow, they’re super cute! Let’s try them on right away!”

Lyune’s eyes sparkled as she reached out for one of the maid outfits.

“…”

Suddenly, Nyau turned to glare at me with a sharp, reproachful look.

I had no idea why she was glaring, so I tilted my head in confusion. Nyau let out a loud, exaggerated sigh.

“Kiska, how long do you plan on standing there? We’re about to change, so hurry up and go over there!”

“Ah, sorry!”

She was absolutely right.

How could I be so oblivious?

Flustered, I turned to leave the room, but then realized—I wasn’t sure where I was supposed to go. As I glanced around, my eyes caught sight of another door adorned with golden embellishments, different from the one we had entered through.

A sign on the door read, “Master’s Room.” That had to be where I was supposed to go next.

“All right, I’ll wait over there,” I said, moving toward the door.

Behind me, I could hear the sound of someone picking up a maid outfit as I stepped into the “Master’s Room.”

It was a room of overwhelming luxury.

A thick crimson carpet covered the floor, and the walls were decorated with wallpaper embellished with gold leaf. From the ceiling hung a massive chandelier, casting a soft, radiant glow over the entire space.

“They really thought of everything, didn’t they?” I muttered to myself.

Earlier, Elsie had mentioned that she could manipulate this space to her will, and seeing this opulent room made me realize just how true her words were.

For now, I sank into the leather sofa in the center of the room.

I’d wait here until the two of them were ready.

Just as I thought that, a transparent screen appeared in front of me again. It seemed the next part of the mission had been updated.

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Mission Objective:
Make the master’s heart skip a beat!

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“What kind of objective is this…?”

The absurdity of it nearly made me sigh out loud.

This is Elsie’s doing, isn’t it? So what could her purpose possibly be?

Elsie herself is a maid to the second prince. Maybe if I could understand her position better, I might get some insight into the goal behind this ridiculous mission.

I tried to piece it together, but nothing came to mind.

“Sorry for the wait, Kiska!”

Hearing Lyune’s voice, I looked up—and involuntarily caught my breath.

Contrary to her usual energetic tone, her appearance was the very picture of elegance.

The black maid outfit, trimmed with pure white lace, fit her perfectly. The skirt, with just the right amount of frill and length, struck a balance between charm and dignity.

A bow at her neck was tied like a delicate butterfly, and her usually bouncy, lively hair was now meticulously styled. A white lace headpiece adorned her head, giving her an unexpectedly sweet and graceful air.

“Hehe, what do you think? Cute, right?”

Lyune spun on the spot, the hem of her skirt catching the air and flaring out gracefully.

“Y-yeah, it’s… cute.”

I stammered, unsure how to respond. It was true—she looked undeniably cute. But saying it outright felt oddly frustrating.

“Wait a minute… are you blushing? Kiska, isn’t your face red?”

Lyune teased with a mischievous grin, her tone playful.

“It’s not!”

“No way, that’s definitely a lie!”

She laughed gleefully, clearly enjoying herself. It seemed that no matter the situation, Lyune’s core personality didn’t change.

“Huh? But it doesn’t seem like that was enough to clear the mission…”

Tilting her head in confusion, Lyune stared intently at the screen. It seemed she was aware that the objective was to make the master’s heart skip a beat.

“What do we even need to do to make that happen?”

She crossed her arms in thought, mumbling to herself. Honestly, my heart was already racing plenty, but I wasn’t about to admit that.

“You’re both being too loud. I could hear your voices even from the other side of the door.”

A calm, commanding voice cut through the room, making me instinctively sit up straight.

When I turned around, I felt my breath catch in my throat.

Standing there was someone who looked like an entirely different Nyau. The maid outfit, tailored perfectly to her petite frame, emphasized her composed, elegant demeanor. The pure white apron was neatly tied at the chest, and the skirt was just the right length, offering a subtle glimpse of her feet.

Her normally tied-up blonde hair now cascaded down her shoulders in soft curves, ending in gentle waves. The lace headpiece perched atop her head shone with an almost regal air, like a crown.

Nyau’s appearance was so strikingly cute that it felt completely out of character compared to her usual self.

“Kiska, is something wrong?”

Her voice snapped me out of my daze. I realized I’d been staring at her for quite a while.

“Oh, sorry… I just, um…”

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Congratulations!
Mission Accomplished!

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A cheerful sound accompanied the message announcing the mission’s completion.

“What?! That was enough? All Master did was change into a maid outfit!”

Lyune loudly voiced her complaints.

Apparently, my reaction to Nyau in the maid outfit had been deemed sufficient for the mission to be cleared. Thinking about it made me feel a bit embarrassed.

“What’s bothering you so much, Lyune?”

“Well, I tried so hard to make an impression, but it didn’t work! Meanwhile, all Master did was show up in a maid outfit, and it cleared the mission! Isn’t that unfair? Just how much do you like Master, Kiska?!”

“It’s not like that…”

I tried to deny it, but even I realized how unconvincing I sounded, and my voice faltered.

Nyau, on the other hand, just stared at me in silence, her expression unreadable. When our eyes met, she finally said one thing—

“Kiska, you’re a pervert, aren’t you?”

She muttered it softly.