Chapter 49: Maid Kurumi, No Regrets in This Life!
I'm very excited right now.
Remembering my memories, I used to be a student who was deceived into becoming a Spirit, causing the death of my friend.
Now coming to this world, I've finally found myself again.
I want to become stronger, to recover my scattered power, to kill that wicked Origin Spirit.
But who could have imagined that at this moment, a girl who looked exactly like me but wielded a completely different "Nameless Angel" would appear.
And even more unimaginable was that her identity turned out to be the one I had been desperately searching for all along...
(End of Volume 4)
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"Huh? Revealing it this early?"
A black-haired twin-tailed girl rested her chin on her hand while staring at the closing words on the screen, then turned her puzzled gaze toward the handsome young man seated before it.
"I thought we could drag it out longer. After all, I only learned Sawa's identity right before I left."
"Of course not. This is just leaving a cliffhanger to let readers guess who it might be. Some might speculate it's the Origin Spirit."
"I see~ How cunning of you, Mr. Satoru~"
"Leaving some suspense always attracts readers. It's a little technique, and one of my preferences too."
As he spoke, the young man stretched his limbs, arching his back to relieve stiffness.
No helping it—even Spirits get tired after sitting and typing continuously for two hours.
"I see, just like this maid outfit—also one of Mr. Satoru's preferences, right~"
"..."
Hearing the girl's teasing remark, the young man awkwardly averted his eyes, too embarrassed to look directly at the black-haired girl.
The girl possessed peerless beauty and a slender yet curvaceous figure that would make most women envious.
What drew even more curiosity was her current attire: a black-and-white lace maid dress, black thigh-high socks, long lace gloves, and a headdress that combined to create an indescribable charm.
Any man would feel his life complete to have such a maid!
Well, for Satoru—this young man—it was much the same.
And this girl was, naturally, Kurumi!
About a month had passed since Kurumi's situation was resolved.
Kurumi had moved into their home.
His girlfriend Nia seemed completely unbothered by this...
After all, she was staying at Nia's place, not his.
Of course, there was no way Kurumi could live with him.
No matter how broad-minded Nia was, she wouldn't allow her boyfriend to live with such an alluring woman.
No test needed—Satoru himself had never possessed that kind of self-control, and Kurumi seemed always ready to accept or even take initiative!
So having them live together was naturally the best arrangement.
"Speaking of which, this maid dress is really quite short. Mr. Satoru's intentions in designing it are far too obvious."
"I didn't design this style—Nia did."
"But you specifically requested the skirt length be modified, didn't you? Something about indoor and outdoor versions—it's not like anyone could wear this outside anyway~"
Though still smiling, Kurumi shot him a slightly mocking side-eye at his attempt to shift blame, her cheerful tone laced with playful criticism.
Having lived here for a month, she naturally couldn't just do nothing, so she proactively took on the role of a maid.
...Well, as for the maid outfit, Ms. Nia already had one here.
Then she just did some housework, like cleaning rooms, doing laundry, and of course, cooking.
Although her culinary skills weren't as good as Mr. Satoru's, they were still decent and tasted fine.
Moreover, Ms. Nia said some strange things like, "Being able to eat food made by a 2D maid with my own hands, I have no regrets in this life!" and insisted she keep doing it, so she didn't refuse.
As for the address, since she was a maid now, making a slight change shouldn't be a problem, right?
"I only suggested changing to a short style for summer, for comfort's sake, with no other intentions."
"I can only sense other intentions~ So, don't you want to take a look at what's hidden under this skirt~"
"..."
Hearing Kurumi's words and then seeing her smiling as she placed her hands on her skirt hem and lifted it up slightly, Satoru fell silent, silently watching her...
Of course, he wasn't bewitched; he just wanted to see what tricks she could play.
He definitely wasn't tempted because she was being seductive and lifting her skirt...
"Hey, young man, young lady, could you stop flirting for now? I'm really about to starve to death."
But just then, a weak voice came from not far away.
A white-haired head peeked out from around the corner, seemingly crawling along the ground.
Her lovely looks were wasted by this posture, and her plaid shirt and jeans hung loosely on her. If not for her cute voice, she might have been mistaken for Sadako appearing...
"I really should have finished the manuscript earlier. I just finished it now and almost died from exhaustion."
"Serves you right. I've told you many times, just play fewer games, wouldn't that be better?"