Chapter 186: Skins are a Serious Matter (1)
Chapter 186: Skins are a Serious Matter (1)
Since the imprisonment of Head Maid Emma, the position has remained vacant.
It was a bit disappointing that another maid selected by Zenith took over the role. I had wanted to appoint Amy as the Head Maid, but while she felt like my exclusive maid, she still lacked the years of experience.
As much as I might prefer a young Head Maid, the staff working within a Count’s castle aren't all young. The higher the status of the noble family, the more elderly, veteran maids there are.
In modern terms, a maid is in the service industry; in medieval terms, they are 'vassals' of a family. Between the old butler and the veteran maids, it was perhaps natural that Amy, who was quite young, couldn't become the Head Maid.
But did that mean my will wasn't being reflected at all?
Not exactly.
After Yoanna joined, Amy effectively became my exclusive maid. She already had that tendency before, but now it was solidified as an official position. It wasn't just a matter of serving the Young Lord as part of her duties; a dedicated 'Young Lord Ruji Fermaton Dedicated Team' had been formed.
This meant Amy now wielded power. Specifically, she had the personnel authority to form the team under her.
I left the hiring to Amy. I instructed her to pick women—whether from the existing staff or new recruits—who wouldn't cause me trouble and, more importantly, would keep their mouths shut about my sexual activities.
Since things weren't too complicated yet, she hadn't hired anyone new, but the number of maids was expected to increase soon.
And as for the clothes those maids would wear... today was the day to select them.
"Laura. Spin around once."
"Like this?"
"Yeah. ...Phew."
Laura’s maid uniform was a classic one. I wasn't exactly a hardcore enthusiast who geeked out over maid outfits, but I knew a fair bit about them.
—Oppa, how’s this? Does it suit me?
"Young Lord. How is it? Does it look good on me?"
"......Ah."
Just as old memories threatened to resurface, Laura asked me with sparkling eyes.
"Should I dress like this normally?"
"That would be nice, but I can't allow you to wear that specific maid uniform."
Laura [Maid].
Originally, she wasn't a character that appeared in a limited pickup, but if such a character ever appeared in the gacha, I’d be more than willing to hit the ceiling with a truckload of gems.
In the first place, in The Scion of the Labyrinth City, there were 'skins' released with a butler concept. The problem was that these skins were a 'TS' (gender-swap) concept where male characters got maid outfits and female characters got butler suits—that absolute piece of shit—
"Ahem."
It was a garbage skin line, but if they had just put those outfits on the original genders, they would have sold like crazy. But those days are gone. Respect for the original work? Throw that to the dogs. Actually, even a dog wouldn't eat it.
'As long as this world isn't a game, I can change whatever I want.'
This is reality. As a man with power, I will correct the reality of an original work that put maid outfits on men and butler suits on women.
"You look truly lovely and beautiful in a maid uniform, but I’d prefer the skirt length to be a bit shorter."
"Shorter than this?"
"Do you really think this is the right length?"
"I thought it was appropriate for performing maid duties."
Laura pointed to the hem of her skirt. Like a vintage maid uniform, the hem reached down to her ankles and was covered in frills.
"Young Lord. Didn't you like this kind of thing?"
"I do like it, in a way."
For instance, when she has to bend at the waist just to grab the hem of the skirt. Or how, when lifted, the inner thighs are revealed to be adorned with stockings and garter belts. Or how, when she turns around, her rear and silhouette are fully exposed.
Every time I see things like that, my cock twitches, but I want a more open, new-generation maid uniform.
"I’d like the skirt length to come up to about here."
"Wouldn't my panties show then?"
"I'm the only one who's going to see them, so does it matter?"
"I suppose that's true."
Laura was convinced immediately. Even though my hand was holding the skirt so short that it was almost at the top of her thighs—revealing the slight curve of her butt—she didn't show any discomfort. Since she used to walk around in a bunny girl outfit, she wasn't particularly shy about exposure anymore.
Later on, she probably wouldn't even feel embarrassed if I took her outside the castle in a swimsuit. She might act embarrassed if the role called for it, but she wouldn't truly feel it.
"Young Lord. I think you're having lewd thoughts about me again."
"Yeah. You're right."
"What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking that if I put you in a swimsuit and took you outside, you wouldn't even be embarrassed."
"Hmm... actually, I think that would be a bit embarrassing."
That was unexpected.
"Why? Because you're hiding your nipples and pussy with just a few scraps of cloth?"
"Wearing lewd clothes means I'm dressed specifically to be fucked by the Young Lord right away. It feels like I'd be shouting to the whole world that I'm about to have sex."
"By that logic, is a wedding dress an outfit that shouts, 'I'm going to have pregnancy sex with this man today'?"
"Ah."
Laura covered her face with both hands.
"I didn't know wedding dresses were such lewd clothes. My goodness. How can such a perverted outfit exist?"
"...Whatever."
Coming from the girl whose design changes to something like a wedding dress once she hits 6 stars.
"Anyway, get ready. It's almost time."
I signaled Laura to come beside me, and she immediately sat on the sofa next to me like a cat, burying her face in my lap.
"Then..."
Slurp.
Laura immediately took my cock into her mouth. As always, she finished her 'preparations to receive guests' in the same posture.
Knock, knock, knock.
"It's Amy."
A knock came from outside. Right on time, she opened the door to my office.
"I've brought them, Young Lord."
"Good. Tell them all to come in and line up."
"Enter in order of seniority and line up."
As soon as Amy’s sharp instructions were given, ten maids filed inside and stood in a row.
"Hic..."
Their expressions froze the moment they saw Laura and me. They saw this often, but seeing Laura in a maid uniform servicing my cock probably gave them a fright. They were likely wondering if they’d be asked to do the same.
Is a blowjob part of a maid's duties now?
Regrettably, from the morning blowjob to the goodnight blowjob, those are tasks Laura is more than capable of handling alone. Though Zenith usually handles the goodnight ones.
"Welcome. The reason I called you here today is for my exclusive maid team, which will be under Amy's command..."
Glance.
Everyone's expression shifted. I could see a few who still had marks from glasses frames on their faces. They were likely trying to gather information on the business I was planning.
'It's fine if this much leaks.'
I had expected leaks from the start. Some businesses were even started with the premise of leaking, like adult videos. As long as they didn't find out about the Mythstones, it was fine, and what I was about to have them do wasn't related to Mythstones.
"I intend to decide on the costumes."
"...Pardon?"
"My exclusive maids will wear a different style of clothing, starting with the maid uniforms. I've had ten types of maid uniforms produced. From now on, each of you will put on one of them."
I had ordered the maid uniforms from the only salon in Fermaton.
—Oh my, welcome! What are we ordering today?
Jean Vorjien. The highly skilled artisan who developed the swimsuit visible only to good people for my date with Serica.
—Mamma mia...! This is a revolution in the world of maid uniforms. I shall make them for you immediately. Hoho. Young Lord, I resonate so deeply with the philosophy you've imbued into each uniform.
I had sent him several drafts using modern 'cheats,' and he reflected my wishes perfectly, mass-producing flawless maid uniforms.
—I shall make them look as pretty and erotic as possible, making one want to fuck them right in the uniform. Ohohoho!
Now, I had to choose one of them. If you ask why I went as far as making them instead of just picking from the drafts, I would answer that it's the dark ambition of a dictator with overflowing wealth who wants to see every variety tried on.
"Amy. Show them the candidates."
"Yes, Young Lord."
As Amy pulled back the curtain covering the pre-prepared rack, ten types of maid uniforms were revealed.
"My god..."
Someone gasped, their mouth hanging open. There were uniforms that anyone would find beautiful and want to wear. Then there were uniforms that made one think, 'Is that a maid uniform or underwear?'
And then...
"Um, Young Lord?"
"What is it?"
"I have a question. Over there... that's not a maid uniform, it's just underwear hanging—"
"Uh-huh!"
I couldn't help but exclaim in indignation.
"Look at the essence! What is the essence of a maid uniform? Black and white! Frills! Lace! It has it all, doesn't it?"
"It's just underwear."
"It is not underwear! It is simply a swimsuit-style maid uniform. Tsk, tsk. To think you'd say something so outdated, unable to accept the approaching future."
To not understand the philosophy contained within a maid swimsuit... how truly disappointing.
"Then, Young Lord. I have another question."
"What?"
"Ten of us came here, including me... so why are there only nine outfits...?"
"......Oh dear."
I am sincerely disappointed.
"Can you not see it? That maid uniform?"
"......Pardon?"
"To think you cannot see the maid uniform visible only to good people. I am truly sorry for you."
How could she not see that?