A maid wearing a garter belt and a miniskirt――Nija moved at last.
While in the middle of Reki-kun’s brushing, I heard a low voice suddenly getting close to my ear.
It goes without saying that I was surprised by her suddenly talking to my ear as Kuti and Sani sensei didn’t notice her getting closer at all.
「…… Ojousama, the preparations are perfect」
「Hiyawaa!」
When Reki-kun who was enjoying the brushing, Kuti and Sani sensei turned towards me when I let out a hysteric voice, Nija has already taken a distance. What a quick work.
When I look towards Garter-san…… rather, Nija while holding my ears and my heart thumping, she was already standing there with an expressionless face and half-closed eyes.
The flow of her magical power is full of expectations.
I don’t see uneasiness in this child’s magical power at all. I can’t grasp the usual easygoingness.
But, I don’t dislike this personal maid. On the contrary, I like her quite a lot.
It’s also because she has the same expressionless character, but I’m fond of the fighting power which can nonchalantly destroy the Knights Order on its own.
Also, her obvious bad growth compared to the other personal maids is also nice.
It’s not like I prefer similar figures to mine because I’m a little girl or anything. Probably.
It’s not like I feel an extreme affinity between us. Most likely.
It’s not because the other personal maids have figures that other women look at with envy. Surely.
In the first place, I don’t mind such things because I was formerly a man. I don’t mind it.
That being the case, I was in the middle of brushing Reki-kun, but her preparations are perfectly done, so it’s not like I can ignore her.
Rather, if she’s provoking me to such extent, I should accept her challenge.
Right, I must accept her challenge.
「Ni~ja, come~」
A brush in one hand.
My other hand is empty, but I’m releasing magical power to combine compression on a compression.
When I raise and spread my arms with a smile, the easygoing Nija started to feel tense enough to swallow her saliva.
As I spread my arms, I develop and activate the sorceries I used with the other personal maids.
No one will disturb us like this.
Do not worry about anything and release everything, Nija.
Nija slowly approaches ascertaining step by step.
In her hand, a lump of magical power I haven’t seen before. A magical power indicating activation of a magic tool.
In her other hand, a lump of inactive magical power.
However, that also got immediately activated, showing a bootup process.
It’s much narrower in range than the sorcery I developed, but it has developed and wrapped around me and Nija.
It appears to be a sorcery of the awareness obstructing system.
But, Obaasama should be usually able to notice when something like this gets used.
「…… Ojousama, this is a magic tool with a sealed Second-grade awareness obstruction sorcery, so even Great Madame won’t notice」
As if guessing my question, Nija immediately explained.
A Second-grade class magic tool she says…… with such size and quality of the magic fragment, won’t it become unusable after one use?
Moreover, no matter what sorcery, a Second-grade class sorcery costs an appropriate sum of money.
To prepare it just for one use…… Nija is a frightening child.
Well, it doesn’t have a meaning because I have already developed sorcery of my own though.
Due to the awareness obstruction sorcery, the combination of illusion sorceries she had on the other side has been canceled out.
What appeared was a fascinating above-knee miniskirt and a garter belt.
But, I have been able to see it before, so I’m not surprised in particular.
「…… As expected of Ojousama. To see me in such appearances and not be perturbed at all, amazing」
「It suits you~」
「…… Super embarrassed」
Nija who started wriggling with her hands on her cheeks, usual half-closed eyes and expressionless face is somewhat fresh.
But, the edges of the skirt dance flutteringly when she wriggles like that so I’m troubled where to look.
It appears that the activated combination of the illusion sorceries has been fixing the skirt’s form until now.
Because the fixed skirt started fluttering, the little body of the two-year-old me could perfectly see under the skirt when looking up.
By the way, I’m talking as if I could see it but――no, I do see the inside of the skirt but――the conversation is unnatural because my personal maids and family have a common understanding that I can see what they are wearing.
「…… Fufu, I don’t mind being seen if it’s Ojousama. Glance」
「Ni~ja, that’s immodest~」
「…… I beg your pardon」
A maid wearing a garter belt and a miniskirt――Nija moved at last.
While in the middle of Reki-kun’s brushing, I heard a low voice suddenly getting close to my ear.
It goes without saying that I was surprised by her suddenly talking to my ear as Kuti and Sani sensei didn’t notice her getting closer at all.
「…… Ojousama, the preparations are perfect」
「Hiyawaa!」
When Reki-kun who was enjoying the brushing, Kuti and Sani sensei turned towards me when I let out a hysteric voice, Nija has already taken a distance. What a quick work.
When I look towards Garter-san…… rather, Nija while holding my ears and my heart thumping, she was already standing there with an expressionless face and half-closed eyes.
The flow of her magical power is full of expectations.
I don’t see uneasiness in this child’s magical power at all. I can’t grasp the usual easygoingness.
But, I don’t dislike this personal maid. On the contrary, I like her quite a lot.
It’s also because she has the same expressionless character, but I’m fond of the fighting power which can nonchalantly destroy the Knights Order on its own.
Also, her obvious bad growth compared to the other personal maids is also nice.
It’s not like I prefer similar figures to mine because I’m a little girl or anything. Probably.
It’s not like I feel an extreme affinity between us. Most likely.
It’s not because the other personal maids have figures that other women look at with envy. Surely.
In the first place, I don’t mind such things because I was formerly a man. I don’t mind it.
That being the case, I was in the middle of brushing Reki-kun, but her preparations are perfectly done, so it’s not like I can ignore her.
Rather, if she’s provoking me to such extent, I should accept her challenge.
Right, I must accept her challenge.
「Ni~ja, come~」
A brush in one hand.
My other hand is empty, but I’m releasing magical power to combine compression on a compression.
When I raise and spread my arms with a smile, the easygoing Nija started to feel tense enough to swallow her saliva.
As I spread my arms, I develop and activate the sorceries I used with the other personal maids.
No one will disturb us like this.
Do not worry about anything and release everything, Nija.
Nija slowly approaches ascertaining step by step.
In her hand, a lump of magical power I haven’t seen before. A magical power indicating activation of a magic tool.
In her other hand, a lump of inactive magical power.
However, that also got immediately activated, showing a bootup process.
It’s much narrower in range than the sorcery I developed, but it has developed and wrapped around me and Nija.
It appears to be a sorcery of the awareness obstructing system.
But, Obaasama should be usually able to notice when something like this gets used.
「…… Ojousama, this is a magic tool with a sealed Second-grade awareness obstruction sorcery, so even Great Madame won’t notice」
As if guessing my question, Nija immediately explained.
A Second-grade class magic tool she says…… with such size and quality of the magic fragment, won’t it become unusable after one use?
Moreover, no matter what sorcery, a Second-grade class sorcery costs an appropriate sum of money.
To prepare it just for one use…… Nija is a frightening child.
Well, it doesn’t have a meaning because I have already developed sorcery of my own though.
Due to the awareness obstruction sorcery, the combination of illusion sorceries she had on the other side has been canceled out.
What appeared was a fascinating above-knee miniskirt and a garter belt.
But, I have been able to see it before, so I’m not surprised in particular.
「…… As expected of Ojousama. To see me in such appearances and not be perturbed at all, amazing」
「It suits you~」
「…… Super embarrassed」
Nija who started wriggling with her hands on her cheeks, usual half-closed eyes and expressionless face is somewhat fresh.
But, the edges of the skirt dance flutteringly when she wriggles like that so I’m troubled where to look.
It appears that the activated combination of the illusion sorceries has been fixing the skirt’s form until now.
Because the fixed skirt started fluttering, the little body of the two-year-old me could perfectly see under the skirt when looking up.
By the way, I’m talking as if I could see it but――no, I do see the inside of the skirt but――the conversation is unnatural because my personal maids and family have a common understanding that I can see what they are wearing.
「…… Fufu, I don’t mind being seen if it’s Ojousama. Glance」
「Ni~ja, that’s immodest~」
「…… I beg your pardon」
