Vol 2 Chapter 9 – A Good Morning Kiss With the Maid【Vol 2 – Personal Maid = Mistress!?】

Three days since I arrived in another world.

I woke up the same way I had the day before — in my own room, in my own bed. The thing was enormous, easily wide enough for three or four people at once.

And today, as it happened, I wasn’t in it alone.

“G-Good morning, Kazuki-sama…”

My personal maid Iris lay beside me, her cheeks flushed pink, her gray eyes meeting mine from the pillow.

We were wrapped in the same blanket, both in light nightclothes, pressed close together. The soft warmth of her body beside mine was the kind of thing a person could get very used to very quickly.

True to Flora’s promise, I had no obligations here whatsoever. My days were peaceful, unhurried, and thoroughly comfortable. Flora would visit and we’d spend warm, easy hours together. The meals were extraordinary. Life, in a word, was good.

And most of the remaining hours — the hours that weren’t Flora’s visits or fine dining — were given over to making babies with Iris.

As my personal maid and mistress, Iris was here to attend to me. She was at my side for nearly everything, seeing to my every need with quiet, practiced efficiency.

And whenever I wanted to be with her, she was ready.

If anything, she was the more eager one.

Flora’s orders aside, I was fairly certain Iris had developed a genuine fondness for me by now.

“May I… give you a good morning kiss?”

“Of course. I’d like that.”

Iris smiled — soft and pleased — and leaned in, pressing her lips to mine with a sweetness that made the morning feel like a gift.

When I finally let her go, she looked up at me with that warm, unhurried expression she’d developed over the past few days.

“You’re such a wonderful kisser, Kazuki-sama.”

“Am I?”

“Yes.”

“Then let me try again. This time it’s my turn—”

I kissed her before she could answer. She melted into it without a hint of resistance, her hands finding my shirt, her body curling toward mine.

Every trace of the cool, composed maid I’d met three days ago had long since disappeared.

When the kiss ended, she whispered against my lips.

“Like this… we really do feel like lovers, don’t we.”

“Aren’t we?”

Her face lit up — and then, just as quickly, she shook her head.

“I’m only a maid. Kazuki-sama is my master, so—”

“Is ‘master’ really the only reason you’re kissing me?”

“N-No, that’s not — I just… I’m happy when you’re affectionate with me, and—”

She stopped herself mid-sentence, embarrassed by her own honesty, and fell quiet.

I sat up, leaned over her, and pinned her gently to the mattress.

“Ah—” A small, startled breath escaped her. “Th-This is too early for baby-making — really — it’s not even—”

“We did this yesterday morning too.”

“B-But I have duties to attend to—”

“Should I stop, then?”

Iris opened her mouth — and then pressed her lips together and shook her head slowly, side to side.

“…I want to make a baby.”

I took that as all the answer I needed and moved to pull her close—

The door opened.

Standing in the doorway was Imperial Princess Flora.

Vol 2 Chapter 10 – The Jealous Imperial Princess【Vol 2 – Personal Maid = Mistress!?】

Flora’s eyes landed on the two of us — me leaning over Iris, Iris pinned beneath me — and her face went instantly crimson.

This is… awkward.

Iris and I exchanged a wide-eyed look, scrambled apart, and sat up straight on the bed like two students caught by a teacher.

Flora fixed us with a stare from those sharp blue eyes.

“I came to talk about the new consort candidate, but… you two are certainly lively first thing in the morning.”

She was dressed as always — a pure white gown with a boldly open neckline and a deep slit that showed her long pale legs all the way up to mid-thigh.

“You were at it last night too, weren’t you.”

“Y-Your Highness — um — well — y-yes…”

“…Yes.”

“Iris gets everything and it’s not fair!”

Flora pouted — openly, completely, like a child who’d been told she couldn’t have dessert.

She was the one who had made Iris my mistress in the first place.

And yet here she was, jealous about it.

Honestly — the fact that she cared that much made me feel something warm and a little proud. Not that I was going to say so out loud.

Flora crossed the room to the bed and fixed Iris with a long, unblinking stare. Iris stiffened.

“Y-Your Highness…?”

“Iris, you really do have the most indecent figure.”

“Your Highness — please don’t say things like that — it’s — embarrassing—”

“You’ve been doing far more embarrassing things with Kazuki-san.”

“Th-That’s not — ah — please don’t try to take my clothes off—”

Iris squirmed and twisted away, but Flora had already gotten hold of the fabric and was pulling with cheerful determination. The two of them tumbled across the bed in a tangle of limbs, both their figures swaying with every movement, and I found myself watching for a moment longer than I should have before deciding Iris had suffered enough.

“Flora-san. Iris is having a hard time — let her go.”

“Oh, so you’re taking Iris’s side now.”

Flora puffed out her cheeks — but she listened, releasing Iris without further protest. Iris exhaled with visible relief.

Flora grabbed the sleeve of my shirt and looked down at the coverlet.

“It’s fine. Once the wedding’s over, I’m the one who gets to make babies with Kazuki-san. And I’m definitely going to satisfy you better than anyone.”

The jealousy in her voice was so earnest it made something in me go soft.

I reached over and ran my hand gently through her silver hair.

Flora flinched — then looked up at me.

“Kazuki-san…?”

“Sorry for making you anxious. Once the ceremony’s done, I’ll—”

“Get me pregnant?”

She smiled — just slightly, quietly — and laughed.

Ba-dump.

It caught me off guard every time. Flora and Iris were both beautiful, but Flora had something entirely her own. That contradiction — a face with something still young and unfinished about it, set against a figure that was unmistakably, fully grown. The silver hair and blue eyes that felt almost otherworldly. The awareness that this girl was an Imperial Princess, something rare and singular in every sense.

I had the urge to push her back against the mattress right then and there.

I settled for stealing her lips instead.

“Ah — chu—”

Flora went still, then melted into it.

When I pulled back, her cheeks were deep pink, her expression soft and slightly dazed as she looked up at me.

“Kazuki-san…”

“Yes?”

A slow, warm smile spread across her face. She leaned into my side and tucked herself against me.

“I’m going to be your favorite. Absolutely. No question about it.”