[Warning: R18 Content Later in Chapter]
Yuki woke up Monday morning to the familiar blue notification, but this time he just sighed and opened it without the initial panic.
I'm getting used to this. Is that good or bad?
[◈ NEW QUEST AVAILABLE ◈]
[◈ QUEST 6 OF 10: ORAL INITIATION (RECEIVING) ◈]
[OBJECTIVE: Receive oral sex from another person. last minimum 5 minutes before orgasm.]
[TIME LIMIT: 5 Days]
[REWARDS:]
Stamina +5
Sexual Endurance (Passive)
350 XP
200 LP
Level Up
[FAILURE PENALTY:]
-25 Confidence
-20 Appeal
System Compatibility -20%
[CURRENT TIME REMAINING: 119:58:47]
[NOTE:Oh my, your getting bolder day by day aren't you~~]
Yuki dismissed the notification, his face warm. Oral sex. That meant... he tried not to think too hard about the specifics.
Five days. The school festival is this Saturday. Then maybe on Sunday I could... with Mizuki-chan...
He got ready for school, his stomach fluttering with a mix of anxiety and something else he didn't want to examine too closely.
The moment Yuki walked into Class 3-B, he knew something was wrong.
Everyone was huddled in groups, talking urgently. Mizuki spotted him immediately and rushed over.
"Yuki-kun! Emergency!" She grabbed his arm. "Yoshida-san got the flu! She was supposed to be one of our maids for the festival! And Kanori-san had a family emergency, she cant make it either!"
"Oh... that's unfortunate?" Yuki wasn't sure why Mizuki looked so panicked.
"We need someone to replace her! The festival is this Saturday!" Tanaka appeared beside them, looking equally stressed. "We're already short-staffed and if we don't have enough maids, our cafe will look pathetic compared to Class 3-A's butler cafe!"
Kenji joined the conversation. "We've asked literally everyone in class who could fit the costume. No one's the right size or—" He stopped, looking at Yuki. Really looking.
Yuki felt ice in his stomach. "No."
"Nakamura-kun," Kenji said slowly. "You're about the same height as Yoshida-san..."
"No."
"And the costume would definitely fit—"
"No."
"Come on, Yuki-chan!" Tanaka grabbed his shoulders. "You'd be PERFECT! You're so pretty and—"
"I'm a guy!!!" Yuki's face was burning. "I can't dress up as a maid!"
"Why not?" Mizuki's eyes were sparkling. "It's just for one day. For the class. And you'd look absolutely adorable—"
"No! Find someone else!" he blurted, steam coming out from his ears
But word had spread. Within minutes, half the class was surrounding Yuki's desk.
"Please, Nakamura-kun!"
"It's for the class!"
"We'll fail the festival competition without you!"
"You're our only hope!"
"I'll do anything else!" Yuki was backed against the window now, surrounded. "I'll work the register, or cook, or clean up after—"
"We need a maid," Sato said firmly. "And you're literally the only person who can fit Yoshida-san's costume and look good in it."
"I won't look good! I'll look ridiculous!"
"That's where you're wrong," Mizuki said softly, her hand finding his. "You'll look beautiful. Trust me."
Yuki stared at her. At the hopeful expressions of his classmates. At Tanaka's pleading puppy-dog eyes.
Why is this my life?
"I..." He took a breath. "I'll think about it."
"THANK YOU!" The class erupted in cheers.
"I said I'll THINK about it! That's not a yes!"
But they were already celebrating like it was decided.
At lunch, Yuki tried to hide in his usual spot, but Mizuki found him.
"I brought extra lunch!" She sat beside him without asking, unpacking an elaborate bento. "You have to keep your strength, do you plan on remaining this short? though i dont mind, it will be cute seeing you as a maid."
"I haven't agreed to—"
"You will." Mizuki smiled. "Because you're sweet and kind and you care about your classmates. It's one of the things I love about you."
Love. She kept using that word so casually now.
"It's embarrassing," Yuki mumbled, picking at his onigiri. "Dressing up like that."
"Why?" Mizuki tilted her head. "You have a pretty face. A nice figure. You'd make a beautiful maid. There's nothing embarrassing about that."
"I'm a boy."
"So? Boys can be pretty too." She offered him some of her rolled omelet. "Besides, I think you'd enjoy it. Getting to dress up, be cute, have people admire you..."
"I don't want people admiring me" Yuki protested weakly.
But Mizuki just smiled like she knew something he didn't.
By the end of the day, the pressure had become unbearable. Even Kojima-sensei had pulled Yuki aside.
"Nakamura-kun, I know this is unusual, but the class really needs you. It's just for one day. Would you at least try on the costume? If it doesn't fit or you're truly uncomfortable, we'll find another solution.... i also kind of have a bet placed with the other teachers"
Standing in the classroom after school, holding the frilly black and white maid dress, Yuki couldn't believe he was actually considering this.
"Just try it on!" The girls had kicked all the boys out except Tanaka, who'd been deemed "trustworthy" and was practically vibrating with excitement.
Yuki took the costume to the bathroom. The dress, apron, headband with a bow, white thigh-high stockings, and black shoes.
This is insane. I'm insane. Why am I doing this?
He put it on piece by piece. The dress fit perfectly—maybe a little snug in the waist but the skirt flared out nicely. The stockings went up to mid-thigh. The shoes were surprisingly comfortable.
He looked at himself in the mirror.
Oh no.
He looked... good. The dress somehow worked with his frame. The frills and bow made his features look softer, more delicate. With his light orange hair and doe-like eyes behind his glasses, he could genuinely pass as a pretty girl.
"Yuki-kun? Can we see?" Mizuki's voice outside the bathroom.
"I... I don't know about this..."
"Please? Just show us?"
Yuki took a deep breath and opened the door.
The reaction was immediate.
"OH MY GOD."
"NAKAMURA-KUN!"
"YOU'RE SO CUTE!"
Mizuki's eyes went wide, her cheeks flushing. "Yuki-kun... you look...no! i must resist!"
"Ridiculous?" Yuki wanted to disappear.
Tanaka was taking photos already. "DUDE! YOU'RE LIKE AN ACTUAL ANIME MAID! THIS IS INCREDIBLE!"
"Delete those!" Yuki's face was nuclear. jumping at the vermin
"No way! These are going in the class festival album!" Tanaka was grinning like a madman. "The festival is SAVED!.... we will win for sure"
"I haven't agreed to—"
"You have to do it now!" One of the girls clapped her hands. "You look perfect! We can even add cat ears!"
"Cat ears?!" Yuki's voice went high and squeaky.
"Yes!" Mizuki pulled out a headband with fuzzy black cat ears. "Here, try this!"
Before Yuki could protest, she'd placed it on his head, adjusting it carefully.
More photos. More squealing.
"This is a disaster," Yuki mumbled, but he was still wearing the outfit, which everyone correctly interpreted as acceptance.
The rest of the week passed in a blur of festival preparation. Yuki tried to mentally prepare himself for the humiliation of Saturday, while also trying not to think about the quest timer steadily counting down.
[71:23:12]
Mizuki was constantly touching him now—brushing his hair back, straightening his uniform, holding his hand in the hallways. At least that was nice. gods did he even deserve a girl like her :(
On Friday night, his phone buzzed with a message from Mizuki:
Mizuki: Can't wait to see you tomorrow 💕
Mizuki: You're going to be the cutest maid ever
Mizuki: I'm taking SO many pictures
Mizuki: Oh! Come over Sunday? My parents will be out~
Yuki stared at that last message. Sunday. After the festival. The quest would need to be completed by then anyway.
Yuki: Okay. What time?
Mizuki: 2 PM! I'll make lunch again :)
Mizuki: Also Yuki-kun?
Yuki: Yes?
Mizuki: nothing
Yuki's chest tighten, there was something intense about that message. Something that made him feel on edge
Mizuki: See you tomorrow at the festival!
Yuki set his phone down and tried to sleep, but his dreams were filled with frilly dresses and Mizuki's possessive smile, and body.
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Yuki woke up with his stomach in knots. Today was the day. The maid costume was hanging in his closet, a frilly reminder of his terrible life choices.
I can still call in sick. Say I have the flu like Yoshida-san. No one would blame me.
But then his phone buzzed.
Tanaka: YUKI-CHAN!! Festival starts in 2 hours! Don't be late!
Mizuki: Good morning 💕 Excited to see you today~
Kenji: Our cafe is going to dominate thanks to you! oh by the way, did your ranking go down?
Yuki sighed and got up. No backing out now.
The classroom had been transformed into a proper cafe. Tables with tablecloths, decorations, a menu board, and a small kitchen area. His classmates were already in costume—11 girls in matching maid outfits, looking cute and competent.
And then there was Yuki.
He'd arrived early to change in privacy, but Mizuki had ambushed him anyway, insisting on helping him "get ready properly."
Now he stood in front of the full-length mirror they'd brought in, and he wanted to die.
The maid dress. The stockings. The cat ears. Mizuki had even added a small bell collar around his neck that jingled when he moved.
"Perfect!" Mizuki circled him like a predator. "Absolutely perfect. You're the cutest maid I've ever seen."
"I look ridiculous," Yuki mumbled, tugging at the skirt that felt way too short.
"You look edible~" Mizuki said quietly, then louder: "I mean adorable! You look adorable!"
The other maids arrived and immediately surrounded him with squeals of delight.
"Nakamura-kun!"
"You're so pretty!"
"Can I touch your cat ears?"
"No!" Yuki backed away, the bell jingling. "Please just... let's get this over with."
Kojima-sensei poked her head in. "Five minutes until opening! Everyone to your stations!" She paused, staring at Yuki. "Oh my. Nakamura-kun, you're going to cause a riot."
"Is that good?" Yuki asked nervously.
"For business? Yes. For your dignity? We'll see."
The festival opened at 10 AM. By 10:05 AM, their cafe had a line out the door.
Yuki was stationed at table service with Mizuki, while the other girls handled the register and kitchen. His job was simple: take orders, serve food, be cute.
He was failing at the last part because he felt like he was dying.
"W-welcome... customer..." Yuki bowed to his first customers—three girls from Class 2-A. His face was already burning.
They stared at him. Then at each other. Then back at him.
"Was there always such a cute girl among our senpai?" one whispered.
"I dont think so?"
"she's so CUTE!"
Yuki wanted the ground to swallow him whole. He took their orders with shaking hands and fled to the kitchen.
"How's it going?" Tanaka asked, grinning while working the register.
"Terrible. Awful. I'm quitting."
"You've been working for five minutes."
"Five minutes too long!"
But there was no time to hide. More customers. A group of first-year boys who couldn't stop staring. An elderly couple who kept calling him "such a pretty young lady." A girl who asked for his number and looked crushed when he said he was dating someone.
The worst was when some guys from another school walked in.
"Yo, check out that maid," one of them said, not quietly enough.
"Which one?"
"The one with the orange hair and glasses. She's hot."
Yuki was right there. He could hear every word. His face couldn't get any redder.
"Welcome" he mumbled, wanting to disappear. "What can I get for you?"
"Your number?" one of them said with a smirk.
Before Yuki could panic, Mizuki materialized beside him. Her smile was sweet but her eyes were ice.
"I'm sorry, but this maid is taken," she said cheerfully. "I'm her— his— girlfriend. So please choose from our menu instead."
The guys backed off immediately, unsettled by Mizuki's territorial energy.
"Thanks..." Yuki whispered once they'd taken their order and left.
"Anytime" Mizuki's hand found his. "You're mine, remember? I'm not letting anyone else flirt with you."
Mine. That word again. But right now, Yuki was just grateful for the rescue.
By lunch, the cafe was packed. Word had spread about "the super cute maid" and people kept coming specifically to see Yuki.
Get a life people!! there are so many pretty girls in our school!! go to them!
Tanaka was in heaven, counting the profits. "We're making BANK! Nakamura-kun, Im such a genius!"
"I'm a disaster," Yuki stated, but even he had to admit—people seemed genuinely happy. The old ladies who'd called him pretty had tipped extra. The younger girls treated him like a mascot. Even the people who realized he was a boy seemed charmed rather than upset.
Maybe Mizuki was right. Maybe there was nothing wrong with being pretty, even in a dress.
"Yuki-kun! Photo time!" Mizuki grabbed his hand and pulled him aside. "We need pictures for memories!"
"We have enough pictures—"
"Nonsense!" She positioned him by the window, afternoon light making his outfit look even more... everything.
Click. Click. Click.
Mizuki took at least fifty photos. Different angles. Different poses. Her eyes had a strange intensity Yuki couldn't quite place.
"You're so beautiful," she murmured, reviewing the photos. "All mine. My pretty girlfriend."
"Mizuki, I'm not—"
"I know, I know. Boyfriend. Sorry." But she didn't look sorry. She looked possessive. Hungry. even sensei gave a approving nod from afar, dollar signs in her eyes
A chill ran down Yuki's spine, but then another customer arrived and the moment passed.
By 4 PM, the festival was winding down. Their cafe had won "Most Popular Class Booth" and everyone was celebrating.
Yuki changed back into his regular clothes in the bathroom, relief flooding through him. It was over. He'd survived.
When he came out, Mizuki was waiting.
"You were amazing today," she said softly. "Everyone loved you."
"Everyone loved the outfit. I was just... wearing it."
"No." Mizuki stepped closer. "They loved you. The real you. The pretty, sweet, perfect you." Her hand touched his cheek. "Tomorrow. Don't forget. My place. 2 PM."
"I remember."
"Good." She kissed him quickly, then left to help clean up.
Yuki stood there, heart racing. Tomorrow. The quest. And Mizuki's strange intensity that had only gotten stronger throughout the day.
What am I getting myself into?
Sunday - Mizuki's House
Yuki stood outside Mizuki's door at exactly 2 PM, his heart hammering. The quest timer showed:
[12:47:33]
Twelve hours left. More than enough time. But his palms were sweating anyway.
Mizuki answered immediately, wearing a soft sweater and shorts that showed off her legs. Her hair was down, and she looked so pretty Yuki forgot to breathe for a second.
"Yuki-kun! Come in!" She pulled him inside eagerly.
Lunch was already prepared—onigiri, miso soup, grilled fish. They ate together, Mizuki chattering about the festival's success and how cute he'd looked and how many people had complimented their cafe.
"You should dress up more often," she said casually. "You looked so happy in that outfit."
"I was mortified the entire time."
"But you were smiling! I have photos!" She pulled out her phone, showing him pictures he didn't even know she'd taken. Him laughing at something Tanaka said. Serving an old lady with a genuine smile. Looking almost comfortable in the frills and bows.
"I... I guess it wasn't all terrible," Yuki admitted quietly.
"See? You're prettier than you think. Cuter than you realize." Mizuki's hand covered his. "And all mine."
They finished eating and moved to her room. The air felt different this time—charged, expectant. Yuki knew what was coming. The quest required it.
But his body was already responding just from being near her.
"Yuki-kun." Mizuki closed her door and locked it. "I want to try something today. Is that okay?"
"What... what do you mean?"
She guided him to sit on the bed, then knelt between his legs. "I want to make you feel really good. Better than before. Will you let me?"
Yuki's mouth went dry. "You mean...?"
"Yes." Her hands rested on his thighs. "I want to give you a blowjob. If you're comfortable with that."
The quest. This is exactly what the quest needs.
"Okay," Yuki whispered. "But I've never... um —"
"Shhh." Mizuki kissed him softly. "You can't mess up. Just relax and feel. That's all you have to do, let me gobble you up"
She kissed him again, deeper this time, her tongue exploring his mouth until he was breathless and pliant. Her hands roamed his body over his clothes, relearning every curve and plane.
"You were so pretty yesterday," she murmured against his lips. "In that dress. Looking like the perfect little maid, and now i have you all to myself, you should be scared~"
Her hands went to his belt.
Yuki's breath caught as Mizuki worked his belt open, then his zipper. The quest timer pulsed in his peripheral vision but he tried to ignore it, focusing instead on Mizuki's gentle touches.
"Lift your hips," she whispered.
He did, and she pulled his pants and underwear down enough to free him. The cool air made him gasp, and he was already half-hard just from anticipation.
Mizuki's eyes went dark with need. "So pretty everywhere, so sexy" she breathed. Her hand wrapped around it, stroking slowly. "Even here. Perfect." she used her other had to play with his balls
"Mizuki—" Yuki's voice broke.
"Shhh. Just feel."
She leaned down, and Yuki's whole body tensed. Her breath ghosted over sensitive skin, making him twitch in her hand. Then her tongue—wet and warm and perfect—licked the tip of his length.
"Ah—!" Yuki's hands fisted in the bedsheets.
"Sensitive," Mizuki observed with satisfaction. "Good. I want you sensitive. I want you feeling everything I do to you."
Her mouth closed around the tip, and Yuki nearly came apart right then. The wet heat was overwhelming, nothing like her hand, nothing like anything he'd ever felt. His enhanced sensitivity from the System made every sensation acute, borderline painful in its intensity.
She took him deeper, her tongue doing things that made his vision white out. One hand steadied his hip while the other worked what wouldn't fit in her mouth.
"Oh god—Mizuki—I can't—" Yuki was panting, trembling, completely at her mercy. she continued to bop her head up and down, making the scene unbearably lewd
She pulled off with an obscene sound. "Im going in deeper ok?"
She started to suck again, her toung rubbing all of it, swirling inside again,Yuki lost all capacity for coherent thought.
She worked him with practiced ease—sucking, licking, her hand coordinating with her mouth in a rhythm that had him seeing stars. Every time he got close to the edge, she'd slow down, let him breathe, then start again. His dick hitting the back of her throught making even more lewd sounds
"Please—" Yuki didn't even know what he was begging for. Release? More? Both?
"Not yet," Mizuki murmured, kissing his hip. "I want to enjoy you. My pretty Yuki."
Her mouth returned, faster now, more insistent. Her free hand slipped lower, touching places that made Yuki cry out. The combination was too much, too intense, too everything.
"Mizuki—I'm going to—I can't hold—"
"Then don't," she whispered. "Let go. Give it to me. Give me everything."
The timer in his vision hit 5:00.
[MINIMUM TIME REQUIREMENT MET]
Permission granted, Yuki shattered. His orgasm hit like a tidal wave, his whole body arching off the bed as pleasure crashed through him. Mizuki's mouth sucked him greedly, swallowing everything he gave her, The ropes of cum going directly down her throat until he collapsed back, gasping.
[◈ QUEST COMPLETE ◈]
[QUEST 6: ORAL INITIATION (RECEIVING) - COMPLETED]
[Minimum time exceeded: 5 minutes 23 seconds]
[Partner satisfaction: High]
[ANALYZING...]
[Tutorial standards exceeded]
[REWARDS GRANTED:]
Stamina +5
Sexual Endurance (Passive) acquired
350 XP gained
200 LP earned
[EXPERIENCE: 1375 / 800 XP]
[LEVEL UP!]
[You are now Level 7]
[+2 Stat Points available for distribution]
[Next quest will be assigned within 24-48 hours]
[WARNING: Tutorial entering final phase. Remaining quests will increase in intensity and intimacy.]
Yuki barely registered the notifications. His entire body felt like liquid, his mind pleasantly blank.
Mizuki crawled up to lie beside him, wiping her mouth with a satisfied smile. "How was that?"
"I... I can't... words..." Yuki's brain wasn't working.
She laughed softly and pulled him into her arms. "Good. That's the reaction I wanted." She kissed his forehead, his nose, his lips. "My perfect boyfriend. Did so well. Lasted so long for me."
They lay together in comfortable silence, Yuki's heart gradually slowing to normal. Mizuki played with his hair, her touch gentle and affectionate.
"Yuki-kun?" she said after a while.
"Mm?"
"You know I love you, right?"
Yuki's chest tightened. "You've said that before."
"But do you know it? Really know it?" Her arms tightened around him. "I love you so much. You're everything to me. My pretty Yuki."
"I... I care about you too," Yuki said carefully. Love felt too big, too scary to say back.
But Mizuki seemed satisfied. "Good. Because I'd do anything for you. Anything to keep you safe. You understand that, right?"
There was something in her tone—something intense and almost frightening. But before Yuki could examine it, she was kissing him again, and all thoughts fled.
They spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling, talking, occasionally kissing. Mizuki showed him more festival photos, and Yuki had to admit—he did look happy in some of them. Almost comfortable in the maid outfit by the end.
"You should keep the cat ears," Mizuki suggested. "They're so cute on you."
"Absolutely not."
"Please? For me?" She gave him puppy-dog eyes.
"...maybe."
Her triumphant smile made him realize he'd just agreed to something he'd regret.
By the time Yuki left that evening, the sun was setting and his head was spinning. The quest was complete. Level 7 achieved. Only three more quests to go until the tutorial ended.
Then what? What happens after the tutorial? Does the System give me a bigger goal? Does it just keep assigning quests forever?
On the train home, he pulled up his Status Window:
[◈ STATUS WINDOW ◈]
NAME: Nakamura Yuki
AGE: 17
LEVEL: 7
TITLE: None
STATISTICS:
APPEAL: 12
STRENGTH: 4
DEXTERITY: 6
CONFIDENCE: 8
TECHNIQUE: 10
STAMINA: 20 (+5 from Quest 6)
CHARM: 14 (+5 from Charm Aura) = 19
ADAPTABILITY: 14
EXPERIENCE: 575 / 1000 XP
LUST POINTS: 670 LP
ACTIVE SKILLS:
Charm Aura (Level 1) - Passive
Desire Manifestation (Level 1) - Active
Body Sensitivity Enhancement - Passive
Stamina Enhancement - Passive
Sensitivity Detection (Level 1) - Active
Sexual Endurance - Passive
QUESTS: 0 Active
UNALLOCATED STAT POINTS: 12
He dismissed it and stared out the window at his reflection. His hair really was getting longer. His face looked softer somehow. The maid outfit had fit him perfectly.
Am I changing? Or just discovering who I actually am?
His phone buzzed.
Mizuki: Thank you for today 💕
Mizuki: You're so perfect
Mizuki: All mine 💕
Mizuki: Forever
That last message made something cold settle in Yuki's stomach. Forever was a long time. And Mizuki's intensity was growing with each quest, each encounter.
But she loved him. She said so constantly. And love was good, right?
Right?
Yuki turned off his phone and closed his eyes.
Seven quests down. Three to go.
And with each one, Mizuki's grip on him grew tighter. and he didnt even know if her cared