A Maid's Service

“M-Miho… I’m really, truly sorr….”

“Shut up and sign it. If I’d been dragged off after signing a slave contract, do you think you would’ve apologized to me?”

I felt as if my moral boundaries had completely crumbled. I had been filled with rage, but after crushing Na Yumi and ignoring the circumstances of my other hunter classmates, I had accepted Miho’s help.

“Ugh….”

Na Yumi was literally writhing on the ground like a cripple, having been dosed with a lethal amount of succubus arousal fluid and subjected to Miho’s curse.

Using the contract Na Yumi had been holding, along with the extra ones Miho had brought along, I turned every single student from the 20-7 Hunter Academy class into my slaves. A reunion meant for networking had turned into a slave-contract party.

Is it really supposed to be this easy?

“Master, if you’re tired, you can head home first!”

Well, it’s easy when an SSS-class fox is helping me out.

Leaving behind the despair-stricken classmates—no, my slaves—and the unexpected harvest of the gathering, I returned home first via the space-teleportation click of Miho, who stayed behind to handle the minor cleanup.

And then, a new goal formed in my mind.

The Hunter Association.

On the surface, they were the guys who claimed to support small and medium-sized guilds or protect low-tier hunters. In reality, they were the ones operating in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the shadows, human trafficking the weakest hunters, including humans.

I’d forced Na Yumi to consume a near-lethal dose of succubus fluid, so there was a high probability she’d be a vegetable, and the rest were bound by slave contracts. I didn’t have any grand plans to use them for something specific, but I figured I’d put them to good use if something useful came up later.

Even if this caused trouble, I wasn’t worried. The highest-ranked hunter among the reunion group was A-class, and their guild was just a small-time outfit of humans. They were even humans with weak racial backing. Since I had the moral high ground, it meant I could just steamroll them with Miho’s power.

…Humans are pathetic, aren't they?

Even after browsing community posts, the public opinion was mostly positive. I didn’t know if it was viral marketing or if they actually provided benefits to hunters E-class and above. But that was none of my business. I had already made up my mind to find the head of the Hunter Association and take my revenge.

Not long after, Miho returned and told me she’d cleaned everything up neatly.

“So, when are you going to take over as the guild master?”

“Umm… I’m currently beating… I mean, kicking out all the ones I don’t like. So it might take a liiittle, just a tiny bit longer!”

Yeah. Even if you say it in a cute, bubbly way, it doesn’t hide your slip of the tongue, Miho.

I decided to pretend I didn’t hear it. Anyway, I needed to move carefully to achieve my goal. In my heart, I wanted to find that Ho-jok who had scammed me directly, but unlike Na Yumi, she seemed to have some actual competence. Well, still, she was just a woman who scammed F-class hunters. If I borrowed Miho’s power, I could teach her a lesson right now.

The original plan was to wait until Miho had more breathing room to crush her without any variables. But now that Miho was becoming the guild master of Baekryeong-ga, I decided to approach it calmly and more deeply, step by step.

The quest was giving me motivation, just in time. And thankfully, there was no time limit on it. The “truth behind the Hunter Association” part was a bit concerning, but these were guys who scammed the weakest hunters. I didn’t think there would be anything too significant there.

“Sooo… everything is finished for today, right?”

“It is, but weren’t you busy, Miho?”

“Hehe. Master’s business is my top priority.”

Miho, having reached 90 dominance, definitely didn’t feel like she was putting on an act anymore. It wasn’t the feeling of someone just being nice to me because of my Interspecies ability; it felt like she was being more sincere with me. I knew dominance could be raised through various methods like submission, loyalty, trust, and surrender. But if I had to describe the method I chose for Miho… wouldn’t it be trust, or perhaps affection?

I was curious what would have happened if I had used a coercive method.

“…That strange look again!”

But whenever I saw this fox, who would smile so prettily whenever our eyes met, those thoughts would vanish.

“Ten minutes! I’ll be back in exactly ten minutes, so just wait a moment!”

Miho, having used her spell, vanished from my sight. Since I’d had a pretty exhausting day, I thought I’d relieve my stress by getting intimate with Miho, so I lay on the bed and fiddled with my smartphone.

“Miho has arrived!”

She’s making another loud entrance, I thought, lifting my head slightly.

“….”

A maid outfit with white stockings and sexy blue garters that caught the eye. It was a look that made me wonder if she was a sex-exclusive maid. I reflexively jumped up and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Hehe. How is it?”

“…It’s too good.”

I observed her appearance, which was somehow more erotic than being completely naked, in detail. Then, the sweet peach scent of Miho, who was slowly approaching, hit me. I reached out to the Miho standing before me and touched the chest area of the maid outfit, which was bursting at the seams. The heavy weight that filled both my hands was impressive.

“Kyaa~ A perverted Master touching my chest~.”

Miho replied playfully and climbed onto the bed. Miho’s maid cosplay was new every time I saw it, and it was more fun to watch than I’d imagined. I buried my face in Miho’s chest and tried to stick my hand inside her panties, which didn’t have a single pair of pants covering them.

“Hey. Bad hands.”

But ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Miho gently swatted my hand away, grabbed my shoulders, and pushed me down onto the bed.

“Master… you had a hard day today, so Maid Miho will serve you♥”

She had secretly prepared a maid cosplay to comfort me? What a lovely fox! I’d received an incredible gift. Just in case, I checked the cooldown for Awakening Stimulus.

The cooldown must have just finished, as the message about the strain on my body had disappeared. The numbers were so good that there wasn’t ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠even a probability for S-F class skills. As I’d expected, it seemed these probabilities included a measure of her current strength. That meant that if I attempted Interspecies with others, it might be nutritionally worthless, excluding special cases like Rania or Miho who possessed genius traits.

It had taken about a month, but I wondered if there were individual differences. I decided to think about that later; right now, it was the moment to focus on Miho, who had put on such a sexy cosplay for me.

“If things go well today, maybe an SSS-class will suddenly be added to my status window?”

“…I don’t care about things like that anymore!”

The corners of Miho’s mouth kept rising as she spoke.

“You seem to care, though?”

“This is… hey. Master, you know I love you….”

Hmm…. After hearing a direct expression of her feelings, I lay quietly on the bed.

Swish, swish.

I savored the touch of her hands as she carefully undressed me, one piece at a time.

“I’ll… take off your panties, too.”

My panties were already tented by my fully erect cock. Miho reached inside, grabbed my cock with her hand so it wouldn’t snap back, and pulled them off. Then, she crawled between my legs and began kissing my entire body, starting from near my chest.

“Mwah, mwah.”

She caressed my entire body with the utmost devotion, while her hand softly stroked my erect cock so it wouldn’t feel lonely. At the same time, the head of my cock pressed firmly against Miho’s soft lower abdomen, inducing a faint pleasure.

This is paradise….

Since I’d had a day that went beyond just being tired and involved significant emotional drain, her service felt even more profound.

“Slurp, slurp.”

Just before her lips passed my lower abdomen and touched my cock, she moved down toward my thighs. Meanwhile, her hand didn’t stop, moving up and down my cock, making me impatient.

“You said this was a service… ugh.”

In the middle of my sentence, Miho suddenly licked up ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the shaft of my cock, stimulating the area behind the head. I barely managed to suppress the unsightly sound that almost escaped me.

“Hehe. Too bad. I wanted to hear your cute voice…♥”

Miho looked up at me with lovely eyes. Then, with just enough pressure to feel pleasure, not pain, she pressed her fingers into my prostate while her other hand worked the shaft of my cock.

“Sluuuurp!”

With her mouth, she stimulated the head, trying to milk me of my semen. My cock might be a novice, but the caresses of a genius fox in heat had reached a point where I could no longer handle it. Entrusting my entire body to Miho, the self-fellatio I was receiving quickly brought my climax to the surface.

Without needing to be told, Miho, sensing my ejaculation, grabbed my hips with both hands and moved her throat directly to receive my semen.

“Gulp… swallow. Blech.”

Miho stuck out her pretty, reddish tongue to show me, then licked up every last drop of the remaining semen. My C-class stamina ensured that my erection didn’t fade after just one ejaculation.