Chapter 47 (1/2)

Episode 47: Minami Mai Slave Stand-In-Arc

The night I took a break from school, I wasn't unable to sleep, but the next morning I was very refreshed.

Perhaps because I was wide awake just when the sun appeared, I noticed the morning sun filtering through the window as I raised my body from the bed.

“……”

I wanted to get up, but my body, that was trying sit up, was caught by the blanket.

“Muh!!”

I was surprised by the unexpected impact, but I didn't think about such trifles with my bad temper in the mornings.

Gathering my strength several times, I blew away the blanket, as though bursting it open.

After blowing it away, I identified the reason why it had been caught.

“……”

Mai was sleeping next to me.

Curling up her body like a cat, she was peacefully breathing as she slept soundly. The clothes she were was just a pajama top and panties, it was really slovenly.

“s.h.i.+tty slave.”

Yesterday, Kokoro's condition had yet to improve.

I remembered that this was why I chose Mai to be my slave today.

“She wasn't here yesterday, right?”

I rang up Mai at night and, after having her prepare, she should have gone to sleep in the guest room as usual.

I did not tell her to sleep in the same bed as me.

This was probably related to a rule I made when she became a slave.

My slave feels joy by being with me.

Thinking under this basis, Mai obediently accepted that emotion and invaded my bed in the middle of the night.

“There's no alarm clock here……”

I wonder just how she was planning on getting up today.

Upon looking at the clock, it was a little earlier than the time I usually woke up. If I continued to sleep like this, then I might also have not gone to school today.

“Oi, get up. Oi!”

With a *slap*, I smacked Mai's cheeks.

Mai's eyelids trembled, and swatted my hand away in displeasure. With a *mmmgh*, she grumpily went back to sleep.

Since it was a bit irritating, this time I pinched the her inner thigh.

“No, don't brush it off. Wake up!”

“Ow!! Ow ow ow ow!! Don't wanna~~……ah.”

After briefly struggling in bed, Mai's eyes opened wide and looked at me.

And after that, perhaps because she instantly realised what happened today and what she did, she awkwardly laughed.

“Ehehe-”

“Don't ‘Ehehe' me! Why are you here? If you're a slave, then you should prepare yourself to wake up before me, right?”

“Um, I was warming the bed……will that work?”

“No.”

Even if she makes a sly smile, I won't forgive her.

Perhaps because she knew that her flirtatious glance didn't work, she disappointedly heaved a sigh all of a sudden, before finally leaving the bed.

“Come on, get ready for breakfast.”

“Got.i.t~ Fuwawa.”

Mai stood up and lightly stretched her back. She exposed her skin from her pink pajamas and light blue underwear, crafting a suggestive angle.

“I can see your belly b.u.t.ton.”

“Welp, now then, mornin'! Erm, Master? Book? Boo-ster?”

“Whatever's easiest for you to say is fine.”

“Then Book, like always!”

Mai became noisy the moment she got up. I don't think she has this sort of tension when she's at home, though.

Anyway, she's tremendously frank.

Despite being in the position of a slave, it was not like she was completely under my command. Her slavery was under the form where she could express her opinions to me and cleverly utilise ideas.

As it felt like she was more friendlier than usual, I couldn't really tell the difference.

Well, we've also just started, so it's not guaranteed that things will go on like this.

“Tada~h! Store-bought bread!”

“Are you serious?”

When I arrived at the dining table, there were several pieces of prepared sweet buns.

Although time-wise it is impossible to make meticulous preparations, even so, sweet bread is just…Sweet bread is something that can't be made unless preparations are made a day in advance.

“Mai, you can cook, right?”

“Make do with this for the morning, plez! It was a little hard to psyche myself up.”

Mai rejected me by shaking one hand. Really, have the slave rules truly been instilled in her?

How should I say it, Mai is slightly outgoing, huh? In the first place, her hyper personality was something that she used in order to fit in with her surroundings. At her roots, this girl was more cold.

As expected, when sharing food, clothing, and shelter, it's not enough, huh?

“Aww, geez!”

“I've got one hand left over, after all.”

When I touched Mai's chest, she did not strongly refuse, but acted as though it was troublesome.

Although she felt happy, her original personality may have found it irritating, huh.

Perhaps, making her a slave turned her into the most troublesome type.

Mai's chest fit nicely inside of my hand. Upon lifting it from below, the tender sensation of her soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s were naturally transmitted to me.

While using my hand to fiddle around with them like this, I dispelled my resentment for these sweet bread.

“They're not meat buns.”

“I can't see them as anything but food. This one is at the same level as the sweet bread.”

“So meeean……whoa!”

When I wondered just what Mai was doing, she reached out for my own chest, as though mirroring me.

“What's this?”

“Me.”

Although it was impossible to squeeze it, having Mai's thin fingers coiling around my chest wasn't bad.

Having both of us using our free hands to rub each others' chests was also quite a surreal sight.

Even though she had become a slave, it didn't influence normal lessons.

Personally, fourth period's History cla.s.s was all about memorisation, and so wasn't really interesting. The interest of the lesson was completely different when comparing the types where one memorised events and the types where one memorised symbols.

In order to distract myself from the boredom, I pulled out my cell phone for a bit.

[To Sunou. Are you properly nursing her?]

[To Demon. You are not qualified to know that.]

I left Sunou to attend to Kokoro. Even though she looks like that, she was doing well yesterday so it should be fine.

From my seat at the left-most edge in the back that I forcefully obtained from the seat change last time, I surveyed the cla.s.sroom's surroundings.

Whenever we changed seats, I always hated being seated in the centre, even if it was by accident. I made it like this just for that reason, but being able to see the entire cla.s.sroom was an advantage of the edge seats.

When appropriately looking around, my eyes suddenly stopped at Mai's seat. Even though she may be my slave, nothing changed, huh.

“……”

In an abrupt moment, Mai's eyes met with mine. The timing was as though she had noticed my gaze.

When Mai met eyes with me, she happily waved her hand with small motions. That sort of conduct was basically what gave men misunderstandings, but because she was a also a slave, it wasn't that unpleasant this time.

The chime that signalled the end of cla.s.s rang.

“It's lunch tiiiime!!”

“Huh, Mai? Where did Mai go?”

“She said she's going somewhere else–s.h.i.+on, let's go, let's go!”

Amongst everyone that was moving as they pleased, I also left the cla.s.sroom and changed locations in order to eat lunch.

“Yaho!”

“Uwoh……what is it?”

When I left the cla.s.sroom, Mai, who was hiding in the shadows, called out to me. It seems she was waiting in order to surprise me.

“We decided on a meeting place, right?”

“That's true, but……”

I was being mindful of Mai. If we joined up at the meeting place, then things will end without her being teased by s.h.i.+on and the others.

“But y'see, I wanna go together. Ain't that more fun?”

It appears that Mai prioritised her happiness as a slave. I should also follow this up afterwards.

Since it would be troublesome if it came to that, I probably won't do it, though.