At this moment, Hayasaka Ai still didn't know that, as a normal mature woman, her right to sexual climax had been taken over by Kagura! It was as if Kagura had put an invisible chastity belt on her. So, Kagura, full of mischief, swayed his body and sidled up to Hayasaka, whispering in her ear: "Hayasaka."
"Yes, please speak," she replied. Hayasaka took out a breath spray from her pocket, sprayed it twice in her mouth with a "psst psst," and said without looking away.
"I love you," Kagura said. Suppressing a laugh, he whispered devilish words into Hayasaka Ai's ear.
The next moment, Hayasaka Ai suddenly let out an especially melodious moan, "Ahh~." Her body stiffened, and the breath spray in her hand nearly fell onto her closed, beautiful legs.
She quickly covered her lips with her right hand, her legs instantly clamping tightly together. Soon, her body began to tremble slightly, her fair cheeks turning bright red within two seconds, even her ears faintly warm.
Hayasaka endured the overwhelming sensation of climax, forcing herself not to let out embarrassing, lewd moans. She shoved Kagura—who was still close to her ear—away with her elbow, then collapsed onto the table, her body curled up as she coughed and panted heavily.
"Mmm… Mmm… Hah—"
Finally, after more than ten seconds, the intense climax that had rushed to her head subsided. Hayasaka glared suspiciously at Kagura, quickly fanning her reddened neck with her right hand as a few beads of sweat formed on her forehead. It must be said—her appearance, suddenly climaxing in front of Eriri and Sora while desperately trying to hold it together, was undeniably adorable.
"Hey—puppet girl, are you okay? You too, Brother Kagura, what kind of spectacle are you making this early in the morning…" someone remarked.
"…" Sora stayed silent, her eyes fixed on Eriri.
"Hayasaka, what's wrong? Are you suddenly feeling unwell? Should you take a leave and skip today?" Kagura asked, leaning in with a concerned expression, though he clearly knew the answer.
Hayasaka Ai was utterly bewildered. Her left hand gripped the edge of the table, her right hand pressed against her chest as she panted. She shot Kagura an incredulous glance—twice—before her gaze slowly drifted down between her legs. Frowning, she touched her lower abdomen. The flush on her cheeks, which hadn't yet faded, deepened once more. She lowered her head, mortified, and covered her mouth.
"—Ah… ugh, what's wrong with my body? How could I… just from hearing Young Master Kagura say 'I love you'… No, no, when did my body become this shameless? His words alone make me cli—climax… ugh…" she thought to herself.
At that moment, Kagura, still feigning concern, placed a hand on Hayasaka Ai's left shoulder. His eyes scanned her trembling body with tender warmth as he said, "If you're not feeling well, call the teacher and take a leave. It's the first day of school, but don't push yourself."
"—Hahahahaha, feels good, doesn't it? Climaxing out of nowhere in front of all three of us in the dining room must be thrilling!" Kagura cackled inwardly, barely containing his amusement.
The thought that Hayasaka's ability to climax was now entirely under his control made Kagura muse, Well, this system's a pain sometimes, but it's pretty entertaining. It wasn't one of those typical novel systems that forced the protagonist into tough tasks to push the plot along. No, this one leaned more toward fun and support—fitting, since it called itself an "auxiliary system." It certainly lived up to the name.
"…"
Hayasaka didn't speak. She just shook her head vigorously, like a rattle. A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye; she wiped it away quickly, keeping her head bowed in embarrassment.
"Really strange…"
Kagura, still playing innocent, pinched his chin and studied her for a while. Hayasaka pressed her right hand to her left chest again, eyes closed, as if trying to feel her racing heartbeat.
"—No, no, I need to calm down… It's just because I slept with this jerk of a young master yesterday. Climaxing just from him confessing once? Ridiculous, ridiculous! Ah… ugh, ugh, ugh, my love juices soaked my underwear—how embarrassing. I'll change them in the school bathroom and rinse my mouth… Please don't let it seep through my skirt," she panicked internally.
"I'm fine now…"
As they neared the school, Hayasaka straightened up calmly, her usual poker face sliding back into place.
"Back to her puppet-like self," Eriri muttered under her breath.
"In any case, glad you're okay…"
Sora narrowed her eyes thoughtfully into slits, scanning Hayasaka Ai's figure. "Could it be… Young Master Kagura's messing with Hayasaka using some naughty toy? Like those remote-controlled vibrating things… the kind of stuff Eriri's always drawing?" she wondered.
"Are you really okay?" Kagura pressed, his tone insistent.
"Yes… Sorry for shoving you with my elbow earlier," Hayasaka replied.
"That's nothing," Kagura said, ruffling her hair with a satisfied nod. "As long as you're fine."
Just then, his phone buzzed again. Flipping it over, he saw it was Aki Tomoya—that jerk—calling again. Furious, Kagura answered and immediately snapped, "Are you fucking sick?! Did your brain turn to shit?! Believe me, I'll have you transferred and out of here by tomorrow!"
"Ah~ here we go again," Eriri groaned, rubbing her ears. Sora, seemingly prepared this time, showed no reaction.
"No, no, no… cough cough, Kagura, hold on, I misspoke," Aki Tomoya stammered awkwardly over the line. "I just wanted to ask you to help me with some music… uh, are you free tonight…"
"No time, piss off!" Kagura barked, hanging up and tossing Aki Tomoya straight into his blacklist.
Hayasaka swiftly wiped her lips with a wet tissue and touched them up with light cherry-colored lipstick. After checking herself in a small mirror, she glanced at Kagura.
"Hmm, not bad. Very cute," he said, flashing a thumbs-up with unrestrained praise.
"I didn't ask…" Hayasaka snapped her folding mirror shut with a crisp "snap!" and replied flatly.
"—Hehe~"
"Whatever. Let's get to school," Kagura said, checking the time on his phone: 8:47. Sobu High started at 9:30, and with all four of them riding by car, they had plenty of time.
Kagura rode with his sister Eriri and Sora in one car, while Hayasaka Ai took a separate ride. At school, he and Hayasaka barely spoke, acting like strangers. The reason was simple: Hayasaka was a little too cute, but as a maid, being too chummy with her at school could spark messy rumors.
For example:
[That guy Kagura must bully his personal maid into doing dirty stuff every day.]"
[Hayasaka's cute and all, but her pussy's probably been wrecked by Young Master Kagura by now.]"
[I hear maids like that are there to take the young master's virginity.]"
Though some of it was technically true, it was best to avoid such troublesome gossip. Eriri and Sora didn't have that problem—both were cute girls, and the worst anyone might suspect was some yuri vibes. Kagura knew neither had the slightest interest in girls or anything yaoi-related.
Kagura, Eriri, and Sora headed out first. Meanwhile, Hayasaka dashed back to her room, wiped her damp private area, swapped her soaked underwear for a clean light pink pair, and then left for school.