Sercia, Master's Dedicated Maid—Plus Cardia
The instant I laid eyes on Sercia in that maid outfit, the realization hit me.
Oh no. This is bad.
A disaster-class dragon had just discovered Earth’s “unique” fashion culture!
And the maid uniform she was wearing was no ordinary look. It was the absolute pinnacle of sexy—minimal coverage, a tiny apron, and fabric that barely managed to hide her nipples.
Even with Yoo Harin standing right beside me, I felt my cock swell hard in record time.
“Heheheh!”
Sercia smiled in pure satisfaction, eyes curving as she looked at me. On the sofa next to her sat a mountain of cosplay outfits that clearly belonged to Harin. Even at a glance, none of them looked “normal.”
Meanwhile, a thoroughly delighted Sercia spun once in front of the mirror, still wearing that outrageously lewd maid-style costume.
“Master, how do I look?”
She asked with sparkling blue eyes. Feeling my lower half tighten mercilessly, I glanced back and forth between her gleaming body and those eyes.
Sercia’s voice came again.
“Um, Master?”
“Y-yeah?”
“Does it suit me?”
“I-it suits you! Of course it does!”
I meant every word. The problem was that it suited her too well.
Sercia looked pleased and curved her eyes once more.
“As expected, my judgment wasn’t wrong, was it?”
Then she picked up several outfits from the pile beside her. A manic smile spread across her face as she spoke.
“Looking through them, Miss Yoo Harin has quite a lot of clothes that are exactly to my taste.”
An ominous feeling slowly rose in me. The moment I saw the clothes she was holding up, that feeling became reality.
“…….”
Maid outfits. High-leg swimsuits. Bunny-girl costumes. Even what looked like reverse bunny-girl gear—nothing but mesh and scraps of fabric.
For a second I pictured Sercia in mesh stockings and rabbit ears. Even more blood rushed downward. Seeing the bulge tenting my pants, I hurriedly covered it with both hands and slowly turned my head to glance at Harin.
Harin’s face was as red as a perfectly ripe tomato.
“I-I-I-I-I didn’t see anything!”
She whipped her head away. At this point she might as well have announced out loud that she’d seen my raging erection!
And that wasn’t the only problem. Sercia’s little “reveal” had just exposed Harin’s secret hobby.
Mortified, Harin clutched her head and twisted her body.
“I-I…… th-th-th-th-that is, um……”
She was in complete panic. Honestly, if I said I wasn’t surprised either, I’d be lying. Behind that usual calm, gentle, reliable image lurked a hobby like this?
Still yanking at her precious hair, Harin now looked ready to cry.
“I-I-I-I-I can explain!”
An enormous volume of sound erupted from her throat—hard to believe it came from such a small frame.
“It’s true!”
Harin flailed her hands wildly in the air as she continued her excuses.
“I got invited to a cosplay event once…… a-a-a-and these were gifts!”
“Ah……”
“And there was a hunter cosplayer event too……”
“…….”
“My friends forced me to try them on……”
If I left her like this any longer I was going to witness the legendary “death by embarrassment,” so I made a show of understanding.
“Yeah, that can happen.”
Only then did Harin let out a sigh of relief. Sercia’s eyes, however, still sparkled with deadly seriousness. She held up a few of the cosplay outfits and murmured softly,
“I truly think this is a wonderful culture.”
“Culture?”
“Yes.”
Sercia nodded, blue eyes glittering.
“Humans are amazing. To have the imagination to create clothes like these……!”
Her evaluation of humanity had just skyrocketed. My head started to hurt.
Then Sercia turned those sparkling eyes on Harin.
“From the looks of it……”
“……Yes?”
“If I appear in front of Master wearing outfits like these, I think Master’s eyes would be extremely happy. Don’t you agree?”
“……!”
“What do you think, Miss Yoo Harin?”
Harin’s brown eyes began to wander through empty air. She seemed to have reached a state where coherent thought was no longer possible.
Then, still staring blankly into space while searching for words, Harin finally opened her mouth.
“I……”
“Yes?”
“Hmm?”
“Huh?”
All three of our gazes locked onto her at once.
“M-m-maybe you’d like to stay the night at my place?”
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
In the silence that followed, Harin’s face turned crimson in an instant.
“Ah……!”
She realized too late just how easily her words could be misunderstood. She hurriedly waved her hands and added,
“O-of course! A-all three of you!”
Her ears and the nape of her neck were completely flushed. She looked so adorable I barely managed to hold back the laugh that tried to burst out.
Meanwhile Cardia and Sercia wore serious, thoughtful expressions.
“Hmm……”
“Mmm……”
A moment later Sercia spoke first, a faint smile on her lips.
“It would be rude to refuse this lady’s kindness.”
Harin’s eyes widened slightly. Sercia continued,
“Besides, since she has this kind of…… taste(?), I’d like a little more time to learn from her.”
“W-wait a second!”
Harin practically screamed the correction.
“I absolutely do not have that kind of taste!”
“But inside the closet I clearly saw……”
“S-stop!!!”
Harin was now on the verge of tears. In the end she sighed and nodded.
“Understood.”
“……!”
“Then we’ll impose on you for just one night.”
Harin’s face instantly brightened.
“R-really?”
“Yes.”
“Heheh!”
“…….”
In high spirits, Harin spoke in an excited voice.
“Then look forward to dinner too!”
“Dinner as well?”
“Yes. It’s been a while—I’ll show you my real skills!”
Her brown eyes sparkled. I smiled and gave a small bow.
“Thank you for everything.”
“N-n-not at all!”
Harin looked oddly proud. Then her expression suddenly changed as if something had occurred to her.
“……Ah!”
“What is it?”
After a moment of hesitation she carefully spoke.
“Tomorrow…… could you come with me to the Association?”
Silence settled over the living room.
“The Association?”
“Yes.”
The shy demeanor from earlier was gone; in its place stood the “Ice Flower,” Yoo Harin.
“As you know, Jiwoo…… after what happened today, there’s almost no one left who doesn’t know about you.”
“…….”
She wasn’t wrong. I was the absolute being who had casually subdued five S-class hunters with a wave of my hand and then vanished with them. By now South Korea—and overseas guilds and associations—would be desperate to figure out who I was.
I slowly nodded.
“Alright.”
“……!”
“I figured I’d have to get involved with the Association someday anyway.”
Harin exhaled in relief.
“Then, since everyone must be tired from today, rest well until dinner. I’ll show you to the guest rooms right away.”
We were led to the second-floor guest rooms and each assigned a room of our own.
“You can use this one.”
Harin opened the door for me.
“If anything’s uncomfortable, just say so right away.”
“Thank you for everything.”
“N-n-not at all!”
She waved her hands frantically, face red. After that she showed Cardia and Sercia to their rooms as well.
Thinking about it, it was really impressive. She was casually giving private rooms to three unexpected guests.
I guess that’s possible when your house is this big.
If Harin ever brought friends over to my place, I decided I’d do the same for them. Of course, I’d have to get permission from the two dragons living with me first.
I threw myself onto the bed with a full smile.
Soft.
Really soft. Though it still couldn’t compare to Cardia’s or Sercia’s softness.
No, that comparison was wrong from the start, wasn’t it?
“Haa……!”
I let out a pleasant breath and closed my eyes.
Come to think of it, tomorrow I’d be visiting the Association.
“Wonder what kind of trouble will start at the Association.”
Just as the thought continued—
Knock knock.
A knock sounded.
“Huh?”
I sat up on reflex. Harin, maybe?
“Come in.”
Click.
The doorknob turned and the door opened. The unexpected people in their unexpected outfits left me momentarily blank.
“…….”
The shock was so great my thoughts froze for a second.
The ones who entered were Cardia and Sercia.
The problem…… was their outfits.
Maid uniforms.
Both of them were wearing maid uniforms.
My brain needed a little time to accept reality.
Cardia’s face was bright red as she kept her head bowed low. Even the tips of her ears and the nape of her neck were flushed. Both hands fidgeted with the hem of her apron. The usual confident “young lady” Red Lotus Dragon was nowhere to be found.
Sercia, on the other hand, was different. She stood with her back straight and proud, carrying herself like a professional model on a fashion-show runway.
Sercia’s sweet voice drifted to my ears.
“How do we look…… Master?”
“……Uh.”
“Do you like it?”
Searching for words, I asked them,
“W-why are both of you wearing maid outfits?”
Sercia tilted her head.
“Why, you ask?”
“……?”
“Because today Cardia and I are Master’s dedicated maids, of course. Heheh!”
She took one step closer, winked, and added,
“Today you may freely enjoy our ‘service,’ okay?”
