The man named Jaglas, who had been on his way to take a nap, was called to the rooftop of a building by a certain individual.
From this place, which was closer to the sky than any other, he had been watching the battle that had just taken place. He'd seen how countless gadgets had attacked a transport aircraft, only to be easily repelled by two Bureau operatives, Takamachi Nanoha and Yozuki Sho.
"Looks like your plan failed, unfortunately," Jaglas said with a sneer.
"It seems so," the other man replied, as if he'd known it would happen all along.
The man in the tuxedo and top hat, with a smiling mask on his face, had an aura of evil that was a match for Jaglas.
"I'm disappointed. I came all the way here, cutting into my valuable sleep time, and for what?"
"My apologies. Have you been busy lately?"
"I'm a public servant. And thanks to you, I'm about to get a lot busier."
"Hmm? Well, if you say so, I'll apologize."
Jaglas, uninterested in the man's apology, turned to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"The show's over. I'm going home, obviously… Huh?"
A small figure stood in front of the door to the rooftop. It was a girl in a black dress. Her red eyes gleamed, fixed on Jaglas.
"She doesn't seem like just a kid," Jaglas noted.
"That's right."
An aura began to leak from Jaglas, who was now trapped between the two. He was shifting into combat mode.
"Don't be alarmed. We have no intention of fighting."
"Then what do you want?"
"A proposal. Won't you join us, Jaglas Juggler?"
At those words...
"Pffft," Jaglas snorted, then burst into a fit of laughter.
"Stop joking around. You just showed me your plan failing spectacularly, and now you're asking me to 'join you'? Heh, your presentation skills are terrible. No one wants to board a sinking ship—or rather, a ship that's already at the bottom of the sea."
Jaglas's blunt words caused a terrifying surge of killing intent to erupt from the girl in the dress.
"Papa, can I kill him?" she asked.
"There, there, Kohina. No, you can't," the man in the top hat said.
"Hmph," she grumbled, and the killing intent subsided.
(This kid's not right, either), Jaglas thought with an internal sigh, then stated his conclusion.
"So that's how it is. I'm not taking your offer. Do whatever you want. But with toys like that, the outcome is obvious."
With just gadgets, they probably couldn't cause more than a small stir on this island.
"So you won't cooperate, then, fallen demon, Jaglas?"
As he turned to leave, two new figures appeared.
"I see. So, is a pair of an old man and a kid the new trend? Maybe I should find a kid to partner up with too?"
The new arrivals were a large man and a girl with blue hair and a blank expression.
The large man wore a monocle, and his eyes glared at Jaglas with cold hostility. There was an unconcealable hatred in his gaze.
The blue-haired girl, on the other hand, showed no emotion. She simply stared ahead like a doll with its power off.
"If you won't cooperate, we'll just have to eliminate you right here...!" the man said, pulling out a massive battle axe.
"That weapon... The Annihilation Teacher of Rothenger? How interesting...!!" Jaglas said, drawing his sword as well.
The tense atmosphere was quickly dispersed.
"I'd advise against that," the man in the top hat said, stepping between them.
"He's not an opponent you can defeat."
"What did you say...!! Are you telling me to sheathe my weapon in the face of a demon!?"
"We can't afford to lose valuable comrades before the main event. Although, if you were to use your homunculus, it might be a different story."
"...Wasting Astarte would be the height of folly. I suppose I have no choice..." the Annihilation Teacher said, reluctantly putting away his axe.
(A homunculus, huh...), Jaglas thought, observing the girl called Astarte as he sheathed his sword. He didn't get any useful information from her, though.
(Not my job to investigate her, anyway), he thought. "Alright, I'll give you one piece of advice before I go."
The two men, the one in the top hat and the Annihilation Teacher, leaned in.
"If you're going to cause a terrorist attack on this island, you'll be up against Special Section 6 of the Bureau," Jaglas told them.
"I know. It's a unit with the Bureau's Ace of Aces and other famous mages, isn't it?" The man in the top hat had obviously researched that much.
Jaglas ignored him and continued.
"But the ones you should be careful of aren't Takamachi Nanoha, Fate T. Harlaown, or Yagami Hayate."
"Hmm, I know those names, but are you saying there's someone even greater than them?" the Annihilation Teacher asked. He didn't know as much as the other man, but he had heard those three names before.
"Yozuki Sho. Be careful of that man," Jaglas said, and left without another word.
(Well, a small fry like them would be no match for Yozuki Sho if he got serious), he thought, transforming back into his human form, Jaglas.
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"Phew~" I turned off the shower and grabbed a towel. I dried off quickly and headed for the changing room.
After returning from the battle, we had all taken showers to wash off the sweat. Not together, of course.
The showers were separated by gender. No one else was using the men's showers at this time, so I had the whole place to myself. Besides, there were so few men in this unit that it was rare to run into anyone anyway. The only person who would use the showers here after me was maybe Elio after training.
The facilities weren't luxurious, though. Just a normal shower. A standard, stand-up shower with dividers, with four of them lined up.
In the changing room, there were four blue lockers stacked up, like at a public swimming pool.
I inserted the key I was wearing on my wrist into one of them and turned it. This part was still pretty analog.
"What am I going to do about all this?" I wondered.
The transport of Index was successful. But we still didn't know who had attacked us, and I hadn't been able to talk to Index properly. And then there was Kanzaki's comment about "a week from now."
There were so many things on my mind, but I couldn't dig any deeper. The gadgets that Nanoha-san recovered were being analyzed, so that was our only lead.
I thought about it as I reached for my locker.
The locker opened with a creak. At the same time...
"Took you long enough," a voice from behind me said.
"L-Lam!? What are you doing!? And when did you get in here!?" I yelled, covering my privates with the towel in my hand.
Lam was leaning against the entrance door with her arms crossed, staring directly at me.
Even I was embarrassed to be caught naked off guard.
"Quiet down. Even if there aren't many people, there are still people next door," she said.
Oh, right. Nanoha-san and Subaru-san should be in the showers next door. If I was too loud, they might find out about this situation...
"N-no, in this situation, you're the one who's going to get in trouble."
"I can just say I was here to clean and we ran into each other," Lam replied.
"If you do that, the misunderstanding about me might be cleared up..."
"...You're right," she said, looking annoyed as if she'd made a mistake. How badly did she want to get me in trouble?
"Well, just get out of here, please. If you want to prank me, find another way." I reached into the locker for my clothes.
"Please, just get out of here," I repeated, but Lam didn't move from the doorway.
I tilted my head, wondering what was going on, and then one possibility came to mind.
"Mm..."
As if to confirm my suspicion, Lam took off her maid uniform. She took it off, she didn't just start to.
Without a moment to spare, the top and bottom of her uniform fell to the floor.
It seemed that all the fastenings—like the ribbon, buttons, and zippers—had been removed beforehand. She must have been standing in front of the door to keep the clothes from sliding off.
That's why she was able to get undressed so quickly, without giving me a chance to react.
"Hmph," I grumbled.
"What are you standing there for? Why don't you say something nice?" she asked.
She was wearing a matching set of white underwear with garter belts. Her skin was a different shade of white than her underwear. Her chest wasn't particularly large, but she had a beautiful, well-proportioned body.
"Don't stare. It's disgusting," she said.
"I see..." Even in this situation, Lam's venomous tongue was still sharp.
I looked away.
"It's fine, you don't have to do that. I told you before..."
"I told you before, I don't feel good about being under someone's protection without doing anything in return. It makes me feel safer this way," she said.
"...Why now? I haven't done anything yet," I asked.
"It's an advance payment. Besides, it's not often that there are so few people around. And you just took a shower. Were you really going to face me without even cleaning yourself?"
I wasn't even planning on doing anything with you!
"Alright, alright. Now, take that thing off. You can't, can you?" Lam said, narrowing her eyes and pointing at the towel over my lower half.
"I'm not in the mood right now..."
"...Doesn't look that way to me," she said.
I looked down to see that my lower abdomen was forming a magnificent tent.
"Just take it off already," she said.
"Hey...!!" I protested, as she pulled the towel and lifted it up.
"Gasp...!?" Lam gasped. That reaction was a natural one for someone who had just been presented with a throbbing, swollen penis.
"...You're like this, so there's no need to hold back," she said, kneeling in front of me while maintaining her composure.
Cornered against the lockers, I had no means of resistance.
"Nngh..."
She touched my member with both hands, which were covered in a generous amount of saliva. Had she studied for this? The handjob, with her own saliva as a lubricant, sent an irresistible sensation through my entire penis.
As she massaged the shaft, including the raised veins, precum quickly leaked out and mixed with her saliva lubricant.
"Didn't you just take a shower? It smells so strong... Is it because of what came out of the tip?" she asked.
"Ah, yes. Maybe..." I replied.
"Hmm," she said, her hands not stopping. But she seemed to be in a better mood from my reaction, and her movements became more daring.
The rhythm, which had been mechanical, began to vary. She also started to stimulate the head of my penis by rubbing it with her whole palm.
It was over in a flash.
"Lam, I'm about to...!!"
"Yes, yes," she said, and took the tip of my penis into her mouth.
At that moment...
Gooobluub! Jjlubub! Yuyubub!!
"Nnnngh!? Mmm...!"
I shot a gush of milky white liquid into Lam's mouth. She seemed surprised at first, but she quickly began to swallow it. In fact, she sucked at me, drinking all of my semen.
Chub, chururu, chupupu...
"Oof..."
Lam had only been holding my glans in her mouth, but she started stroking with her face, trying to suck out any semen remaining in my urethra.
She finally released me when my penis, which had gone flaccid after ejaculating, was on the verge of getting hard again from the stimulation of her mouth.
"You came a lot. Have you been abstaining from other girls?" she asked.
"Not at all."
"Well, I'm not interested in your relationships with other women... What do you want to do now?" she asked.
By "now," Lam meant if I wanted to continue.
"Any more than this is... you know," I said.
"I'm prepared for it," she said, looking away with her hands clasped behind her back, her body leaning forward, offering herself to me. Her ears were red. Lam was embarrassed, too. Of course she was. It was a normal reaction for a girl to be embarrassed to offer her body to a man.
But I...
"No... It's fine. Not any more than this," I said.
Even so, I couldn't accept her feelings.
"Okay. You're a coward," she said, but she also looked somewhat relieved. She walked past me to the sink and rinsed out her mouth.
She started putting on her maid uniform, which was lying on the floor. It seemed to be a complicated outfit, because I was done getting dressed before she was.
"You don't have to wait. It would be a pain if we ran into someone on the way out together," she said.
"...You're right about that," I replied.
I left the changing room, leaving Lam to get dressed.
I didn't see Lam again until the end of my night shift, and then I went home.
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"Yawwwwwn..."
Lam, who had just finished her night shift, yawned as she got ready to go home.
Rem, who had just arrived for her shift, approached her with a smile.
"Sister! Good morning!" she said.
"Good morning, Rem," Lam replied.
The two greeted each other and began to change. Lam took off her maid uniform, and Rem put on the one hanging on a hanger.
Their clothes crossed paths. Rem's from her street clothes to her work clothes, and Lam's from her work clothes to her street clothes.
"Sister, is that...?" Rem asked.
"Huh? Oh..."
When they started working here, Rem and Lam had gone shopping with the other members of Section 6. They had bought modern clothes, underwear, and other things.
But the underwear Lam was wearing now wasn't among the things they had bought together. She must have secretly bought it herself during one of the few times they were separated.
"Yes, just a little something," Lam said.
"It's lovely, Sister! You look cute in any clothes you wear!" Rem said, complimenting her sister and making her feel a little better. She finished getting dressed.
The two walked out of the locker room together.
"You must be tired. Leave everything to Rem today and get some rest at home!" Rem said.
"Thank you. I'll do that," Lam replied.
Although she said that, Lam wasn't that tired, even though she was sleepy. It was because of the abundant magical power in her body.
The magical power she had absorbed from Sho had restored her stamina.
(It was more effective than I expected. Absorbing magical power from another person's essence. With this, I'll be fine even if something were to 'happen' to Section 6), Lam thought.
"Sister? Is something wrong?" Rem asked.
"No. Nothing at all," Lam said, and she immediately stopped thinking about anything unnecessary and focused on chatting with her sister.
Suddenly, a voice said, "Oh, Ram-chan, Rem-chan."
"Good morning, Shamal-sensei," the two said in unison.
Shamal, wearing a lab coat, peeked in.
"Good morning. Are you going home now, Ram-chan? You were on the night shift," she said.
"Yes. I'll be taking my leave now," Lam replied.
"Okay. Is your magical power okay? Do you want me to replenish it before you go home?" Shamal asked.
Shamal always replenished Lam's magical power. It was one of Shamal's jobs to keep it as full as possible once a day.
"No, thank you. I didn't use much yesterday because there wasn't much work," Lam lied. It was true there hadn't been much work, but the reason she didn't need a refill was because she had already gotten one from Sho.
"Really? Let me check," Shamal said, and began to measure Lam's magical power.
"Oh, you're right. You have enough for a while," Shamal said, satisfied.
"...?" Rem was puzzled by this.
(Even without much work, you should still be pretty tired after being up all night... Did she replenish it by some other means?), Rem wondered.
But if Ram didn't talk about it, it was something Rem didn't need to know.
"Well then, Shamal-sensei, I'll be going now. Rem, do your best," Lam said.
"Yes, Sister!" Rem replied with a smile as she watched her sister walk away.
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