When I found out about the student council president's secret, she became my exclusive maid [Haitus] - Chapter 9 - The maid has some really amazing skills

“Wow, it looks the same when I first moved in here.”

Yuki Ohira seemed to be searching for my hidden items while cleaning, but unfortunately, these days most men take care of everything with their smartphones. The act of hiding AVs under the bed or having erotic books inside the cover of a dictionary is a remnant of the old era. Today’s erotica is all electronic. Thank you, smartphone that you were born into this world. Smartphones are really useful to hide all my fetishes.

“Fufu~ What do you think about my maid skills?”

Having given up on grasping my weakness, Yuki Ohira switched to cleaning with pride and asked boastfully, showcasing her big b*****s.

“It’s amazing. Really, it’s incredible.”

“That’s right, that’s right,” she says, proudly raising her nose higher. She is usually known for her dignity as a student council president, but I was surprised to see that she has this girl-like side as well.

“Well, next is—”

The sound of my stomach growling echoed throughout the 8-tatami-mat room, as the room was spotlessly clean, the sound was reverberating around the room even more clearly now, and the embarrassing sound was also heard by Yuki Ohira.

The miniskirt maid who didn’t miss that moment chuckled with a small smile.

“Are you hungry?”

“Yeah.”

Since I wasn’t raised to feel ashamed just because my stomach growled, I kept my eyes on the smartphone screen with a calm mind.

The time displayed was 12:37 which reminded me that an hour has already passed since she arrived here.

Or, rather, to clean this dirty room in just one hour, her maid skills are really incredible.

“Well then, should we buy a meal from a convenience store?”

I stretched my body while getting up from the bed. It’s exactly the right time for lunch.

“No.”

The maid quickly rejected my proposal with a sigh, expressing her disappointment with her words.

“Having a maid and still eating from a convenience store, what are you thinking?”

“Isn’t convenience store food the best? They have a variety of options, and it’s easy and convenient to cook.”

“As you said, the quality of convenience store food is indeed getting better every day. I also rely on them sometimes, so I don’t completely deny it.”

However, with an intellectual tone, she argued against it.

“Even if you consider nutritional balance and food cost, convenience store food can’t be considered the best. Rather…”

As she says this, she pivots on her right foot, using the slip of the flooring to perform a beautiful 360 degree turn, and because of that gesture, her skirt flutters. During this moment, her panties were visible again.

She doesn’t seem to notice that she just showed me her panties yet again, but she only turns her upper body, and speaks with a triumphant face.

“I’ll treat you to a meal made by a maid.”

“Woah!”

I unconsciously clapped my hands.

A meal made by a maid. I never thought the day would come when I could eat a high school girl’s cooking.

Coming from a family of a single child I never had the delicacy to eat a girl’s cooking. I have only eaten the dishes made by my mother.

Of course, I love my mother’s fried chicken, and there’s no complaint, but I really want to try the cooking of a girl who is the same age as mine.

She is also a beautiful girl.

A girl who looks like a fairy.

…who by some coincidences is also my exclusive maid.

The thought of eating a meal made by a girl with such attributes made me feel joy, even though I don’t know what kind of meal she’ll make.

She left the living room with a slightly rough breath, filled with determination.

She opened the door and headed to the kitchen. The kitchen of my apartment was relatively small as the one I live in is a 1LDK. There’s also a small refrigerator for one person where I store some of my ‘stuff’. She squats down and opens the refrigerator.

“…..”

As she opened the door, she was frozen, not because of the cold but because of shock. I was about to tell her that leaving the refrigerator open is a waste of electricity.

“What is this? How can you even call it a refrigerator?!”

“Isn’t it cute and compact? It’s a trendy, fashionable refrigerator.”

“Wow. There are so many cute colors ♡ What other colors are there?”

—Bang! The door slammed shut.

“No, it’s not!”

She’s surprisingly quick to interject.

“I’m talking about the contents! Why is there nothing in here?! And…”

Without allowing me to reply, Yuki Ohira pointed at me with something tubular in her hand and she said in anger,

“Why is there toothpaste in the refrigerator?!”

“What? Isn’t toothpaste supposed to be in the refrigerator?”

“Toothpaste belongs on the sink! And besides, it’s nice in the summer, but not in winter!”

“I like warm soup in the summer and cold soba noodles in the winter.”

Despite the sudden talk about food, she affirmatively replied, “Oh, I understand.”

“I also prefer boiled pork soup in the summer and delicious soba noodles in the winter.”

“Woah! You’re the same as me then, Ohira. Then try using cold toothpaste in the winter. I am kinda sensitive but I still like it.”

“Oh really? I might try it… “

As she spoke, Yuki Ohira returned the toothpaste to the refrigerator.

“Wait… how was I even persuaded so easily? Morigami-kun you are surprisingly good with your words.”

“What are you pouting about?”

When I asked her why she was angry, she stood up and glared at me.

“What do you usually eat?”

“I usually eat from convenience stores.”

After hearing my answer, she sighed heavily.

“It’s a dirty room, you don’t cook for yourself either… Are you neglecting your life while you are living alone.”

“I’m not neglecting it, but it’s usually like this for a man who is living alone, that’s what I think.”

“I understand.”

The conversation made it unclear what was understood, and it didn’t seem like a time to ask.

“I was thinking of making something with the leftovers in the fridge, but now I have changed my mind. Morigami-kun, I’ll teach you the goodness of cooking. Please accompany me, let’s buy some groceries.”

She confidently walked towards the front door and I asked curiously, “Where are we going?”

“Shopping.”

“Me too?”

“I want to know what your preferences are, so please come. Of course, you have no right to refuse.”

Just from those lines, she seems like a haughty maid, but the bottom line is that she’s going to make something that the person likes. Maybe she’s somewhat tsundere as a maid?

“Sure, why not.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Are you really planning on going out while being dressed like that?”

I pointed at her current attire which was none other than the maid outfit.

“It looks good on you, and I don’t mind you wearing it, but, come on, you’re the student council president, it’s better to avoid standing out too much. Look, our school prohibits part-time jobs, except for a few exceptions. You might get caught.”

“Ugh…”

She bit her lower lip and looked disappointed. It looks like she really likes maid outfits.

“I will change my clothes. Please wait a moment.”

She left my room, releasing an aura of disappointment from her back.

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TL : Zenon#4120