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"Master, there is rice on your face."

Ebina's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the maid who leaned over to kiss her and eat the rice with the tip of her tongue. Her little face turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"How, how could...a maid really need to do such a thing?"

After dinner, the hero went to the bathroom to take a shower. The next second, the maid, who was naked and covering her chest with her hands, came in and said, "Master, let me wipe your back."

"1. Take a shower together?!"

Steam roared out of Ebina's head, and his face turned into lava from the crater. Is maid training so terrifying?

"Obviously we are just strangers, so of course we have to refuse this kind of thing... Ju, you actually agreed?"

Ebina lowered his eyes and soon saw the maid girl rubbing the shower gel on her chest and then pressing it against the boy's back.

"As a maid, it is only natural for you to wipe your master's back..."

"Snapped!"

Ebina closed the comic book in his hand, his heart jumped into his throat, and he almost got into the shoe box.

Something is wrong.

Something is very wrong.

Ebina could tell that the comic in his hand was unusual. If he continued to look at it, something even more terrifying might appear.

"Could it be those evil comics that boys are said to read secretly..."

"Ebina?"

Hashima Kiyosuke's voice came from the living room.

The weak red-haired woman shivered in fright and almost screamed. She covered her chest with her right hand, took a few breaths quietly, and said quickly: "Senior, I'm here."

"Get ready to wash your hands and eat."

"I-I know."

Ebina hurriedly put the comics back into the shoebox, and then put the shoebox back into its original inconspicuous corner. He hurriedly walked out of the bedroom, and carefully saw Hajima Seisuke still in the kitchen. He hurriedly ran into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and reached out to hold it. Apply a handful of cold water to your face to cool yourself down.

After washing it several times in a row, the temperature on my face cooled down.

"Ebina?"

"Come out, come out..."

Ebina hurriedly walked out of the bathroom.

"Are you OK?"

Hajima Kiyosuke looked confused.

"It's okay." Ebina shook his head, walked to the table, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and prepared to serve the rice, "Master, let me serve the rice..."

Halfway through speaking, Ebina raised his hand to cover his mouth in panic.

"What did you just say?" Hashima Kiyosuke looked surprised, "Master?"

Why did he suddenly call out to the master in just a few moments?

Could it be that there were auditory hallucinations?

wrong.

Judging from Ebina's current expression, it's definitely not an auditory hallucination.

"That, that..." The weak red-haired woman hesitated, closed her eyes and said shamefully, "If you are a maid, you have to call me master, right?"

Hey, hey, you're too deep into the drama! Maid cafes in society do require you to call them master. After all, the main consumer is maid service, not food and drinks. The maid cafes at campus festivals will definitely not ask you to call them master!

Hajima Seisuke wanted to correct him, but this method of shouting seemed quite good for increasing his shame points, so he didn't say much, "Then keep shouting."

"Eh?"

Ebina opened his eyes wide and stared blankly.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

Ebina bit her lower lip, and suddenly realized what it felt like to shoot herself in the foot, but... Calling Hajima Seisuke Master, apart from being ashamed, there was nothing difficult to accept, and she was even a little happy. .

To put it in the words of the manga just now, a maid is the owner's property, and it is a further relationship than a senior and a junior.

Ebina mustered up his courage and raised his eyes: "Master, Master, shall I serve the meal?"

"OK."

Hashima Seisuke sat down and waited for Ebina to provide maid service.

"Master, rice."

Looking at the rice handed over by Ebina, he felt a little uncomfortable: "...Thank you Ebina."

"It's just practice..." Ebina blushed and shook his head slightly, "Master, chopsticks."

Hajima Kiyosuke: "..."

Neither of them used their mobile phones while eating, but the TV was on, watching the Japanese version of Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which was full of grooves.

Ebina's attention is not on the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but on Hashima Kiyosuke.

"Senior...Master accidentally got a grain of rice on his face."

"As a maid, you should be responsible for wiping off the rice."

Ebina couldn't help but think of the 'maid's self-cultivation' she just saw in the manga, and stooped down to get closer.

"Ebina?"

Hajima Kiyosuke looked at the red-haired weak girl in surprise, always feeling that the current Ebina was a bit strange.

Ebina, like a deflated puffer fish, instantly sat back on the chair, his little face almost buried in the bowl, and whispered: "Master, there is a grain of rice on your face..."

Hajima Seisuke reached out to his face, knocked off the rice, and then continued to watch TV.

"so close."

Ebina breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but want to cover his face with his hands.

I just thought...

So ignorant!

If you really do something like that, you will be regarded as a bad girl by your seniors!

After finishing the meal, Ebina calmed down. After all, he had grown a bit during this period: "Senior, I'm going to wash the dishes."

"Yeah." Hashima Seisuke took a sip of tea, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Eh?" Ebina was startled, "Take a bath?"

Hashima Seisuke explained:

"When I was cooking just now, I sweated a little. It would be very uncomfortable to go to bed without taking a shower."

Ebina picked up the bowls and chopsticks and walked to the kitchen, "It's normal to sweat in the shower...Senior will definitely not let himself go in to help wipe his back like in the comics."

After a while.

"Ebina."

Hashima Seisuke's shout came from the bathroom.

"Master, master?"

Ebina's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

"I just realized that there is no shampoo." Hashima Seisuke said in the bathroom, "Please help me get a bottle of shampoo."

"knew."

Ebina followed the order, quickly found the shampoo, held it in his arms, and walked towards the bathroom. As he got closer and closer to the bathroom, the content of the comic he had just read involuntarily resurfaced in his mind.

The bathroom door opened a crack.

The water vapor swept out along with the heat. Ebina felt his head was dizzy, and the words that had been swirling in his mind blurted out: "Master, do you want me to rub your back?"

"..."

Hajima Seisuke's hand shook and he almost threw the shampoo out.

This unscientific!

Others said this, and even Xiaomi could accept it. How could a super weak Ebina have the guts to go into the bathroom and help wipe his back? You'll faint if you're not careful!

Ebina didn't react until he finished speaking. He raised his hand to cover his mouth in a panic, his little face turned red as bright as fire.

"Don't panic, trust senior!"

"Senior is so gentle, so he won't let himself in like in the comics..."

"Ebina." Hashima Kiyosuke said in a low voice, "Come here."

"Eh?"

The weak red-haired girl opened her eyes in disbelief and immediately panicked.

Xue, senior actually let me pass?

Do you really want to go in and help rub your back?

When he thought of stripping off his clothes and using his chest to rub Hajima Seisuke's back, Ebina felt as if he were stepping on cotton, his head felt dizzy and he could almost lose his balance.

The next moment, a hand suddenly placed on her forehead.

"It turns out there is no fever."

"Eh?"

"What nonsense were you talking about just now?"

Hajima Kiyosuke flexed his fingers and hit Ebina's forehead with his head.

"Meow meow——"

Ebina let out a low groan, covered his forehead with both hands, and squatted in defense with his head in his arms.

"Go watch TV." Hajima Seisuke closed the door tightly and ordered, "Don't disturb me from taking a shower."

"oh……"

Ebina walked to the sofa in a daze, and suddenly realized something.

That's a comic collected by the senior, so he must have read it, right?

Put on the top of the shoe box, it must be a comic that the senior has just read recently. Even so, the senior did not let me go in to help wipe my back...

Ebina covered her chest with both hands and raised the corners of her lips with a happy smile, "Senior is really so gentle."

When Hajima Seisuke came out of the shower, he saw Ebina mopping the floor "hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!"

"Senior, have you finished taking a shower?" Ebina turned to look, "The floor will be mopped soon."

Hashima Kiyosuke wiped his hair and said curiously:

"Why don't you call me master again?"

"Because, because..." the weak red-haired woman hesitated, her voice inaudible, "I prefer to call you senior."

After mopping the floor, we read a book together for a while. The maid training finally came to an end tonight.

"Senior, I'm going back."

Ebina bowed and said goodbye.

"Don't be too late to go back and read." Hajima Kiyosuke nodded slightly, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, "Wait a minute."

"Well?"

"The hair accessory is crooked."

Hajima Kiyosuke stretched out his right hand, adjusted the position of the cat ear hair ornament on Ebina's head, nodded with satisfaction, and touched Ebina's hair.

"That's it."

"Touch again..."