Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 562: So the Orthodox British Maid

After walking out of the lounge, there seemed to be no customers in the coffee shop yet and the environment was quite quiet.

The usually bustling "Home Mio" was 20% less noisy than usual. From time to time, there was the sound of crackling rain outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and the occasional sound of puddles stirred up by speeding vehicles. This made Zhuo deeply feel the impact of the continuous rainy weather on his life.

"Morning~"

Even though it might already be afternoon, this is indeed my first meeting with Eri today, so it’s okay to say this.

Zhuo, who was holding a tray of chicken cutlet rice in both hands, saw Eri by the window as soon as he returned to the store. Zhuo slowly waved and greeted her while looking at Eri's face.

Zhuo did not ask Eri why she wanted to sit here and eat alone instead of going in to eat with everyone.

If she didn't like it, she would have been frustrated or unhappy, but her eyes looked ordinary, so Zhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Eri is beautiful, she also has a face that doesn't show any joy or sadness. Even when she was put on the shoulder and led home by Zhuo after the two met for the first time, she rarely showed any expression.

But after all, they have been together for quite a long time, and Zhuo can still feel her emotional changes. Or rather, it is easier to feel Eri's emotions, that is, by observing her eyes.

Even though this girl couldn't speak or make any vivid expressions, her eyes couldn't hide anything and her thoughts were all written on her face.

Unlike Zero, Eri sometimes also has some actions that are unique to girls.

For example, a few days ago, when the two of them went to the Kuroishi Residence and went shopping at the mall at the foot of the mountain, Eri would look at herself in the mirror with a look of "joy". She would run into the fitting room with a more eager pace than usual, and after coming out, she would spin around in front of Zhuo with her skirt lifted up, somewhat smugly. At that time, her eyes were dancing with joy like a deer.

The kind of performance that was like an ordinary girl showing off that she was beautiful was probably something that Zero could not do.

"I'm going upstairs to eat. What's wrong?"

Eri raised her head towards Zhuo who was standing beside her as if it was a matter of course, but she just looked at Zhuo's face, as if she had examined him carefully to confirm it, and then shook her head slightly.

(What an expression that is.)
She looked at Zhuo as if she wanted to say something, so Zhuo thought something was wrong and narrowed his eyes.

She soon calmed down, but Eri's calmness was hard to put people at ease.

Her calm pupils were like smooth mirrors, changing only by reflecting the light from the outside world.

Zero's eyes are also calm, but if you look at her carefully, you will find that she is not really calm, and there is also a sense of indifference towards the world.

Eri is not like that. She is really calm, as calm as a doll, perfect and beautiful but lacking vitality. Her deep red eyes seem to be made of glass, but the empty look makes people feel a little scary.

There was no emotion in Eiry's eyes, so Zhuo was really confused.

"...Do you want to go upstairs and eat together? Or play some games. I'll leave the store to them for now."

Eri ignored him, and continued to look up at the sky outside the window with her slender white neck.

Zhuo couldn't understand what was wrong with Eri, so he had to follow her gaze.

Unfortunately, he is just an ordinary person. If you look closely, he may be a little nearsighted, so he can't see anything except the gray and gloomy sky.

When he lowered his head again, he found an open piece of paper in the tray, on which were several large characters written in thick pen: [Brother Santa, don't worry, I will be obedient.]

Zhuo didn't know why she would say that. He frowned blatantly and saw that Eri was still looking out the window in the same posture as before, as if the paper was not put there by her after she had written it.

However, after calling her a few more times, she received no response. Zhuo had no way to force her to answer him, so he could only keep the incident in mind while walking out the door with the tray in his hand.

Although it is on the second floor, the elevator is not actually in the store.

Come to think of it, it's not appropriate to put an elevator in a rented store.

Zhuo went outside and turned right. He could see the elevator in a few steps. He would not get wet by the rain if he walked under the eaves for a short time.

Thinking of what was wrong with Eri, Zhuo glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window door behind him on the right.

Eri sat quietly at the table, looking up at the sky in silence.

When she noticed Zhuo's gaze and turned around to meet his eyes, she blinked.

"Nothing has changed, right?"

Zhuo couldn't judge from an objective perspective. If he really wanted to find out the reason, Zhuo felt that it was most likely that she felt lonely and uneasy during the period after she left home.

Maybe it was due to his physical condition, or maybe his health had started to deteriorate. Zhuo had always kept this matter in mind, but if he asked Su Enxi for help now, Zhuo felt it was a bit too much to ask.

……

"Welcome home, sir~~"

He originally wanted to find a quiet place to enjoy lunch, but after arriving on the second floor, things did not seem to develop as he expected.

After the whole house was renovated, Su Enxi adjusted the format of the room. To put it simply, she removed all the doors and other things. After the elevator door opened with a "ding" sound, it was the living room.

Because the elevator is equipped with a password, there is no need to worry about safety issues.

Even so, the moment I opened the door and stepped into the room, the arm holding the chicken chop rice was immediately embraced by a soft arm wearing white gloves. There must be some problems.

After being dumbfounded and saying anxiously "It's going to fall off, it's going to fall off" in panic, Zhuo turned around and glared at Su Enxi, but he was greeted by her wearing a traditional British maid outfit, leaving Zhuo speechless.

"Hey, hey, I asked someone to prepare a new maid costume, give me some reaction!"

"Give me some reaction? It's your fault for suddenly doing something weird."

"What's so strange? You probably don't know how to appreciate it. In the eyes of you men, a maid outfit should be like before, with a skirt so short that it barely covers the buttocks, revealing suspender knee socks and an inch of thigh. I thought you were quite active today, so I was going to give you some benefits, but now the result is even more..."

"It's useless even if you, a weirdo with zero dating experience, take off all your clothes. The reason why the authentic British maid outfit is popular is because of the identity issue. The key is the sense of distance to the outside world and the meticulousness inside. There must be a contrast between the two."

Jiude Mai also came over at this time, so Zhuo was about to raise his hand to greet her, but stopped.

In his vision, Jiude Mai was also wearing the same black and white maid outfit as Su Enxi, also in British style.

This kind of maid outfit can be called a proper maid outfit. The skirt is fluffy and wide. Over the black skirt is a white apron prepared for work. The hem of the skirt almost reaches the soles of the feet, just revealing the ankles. The collar is collected at the neck, and the neck is covered by a black collar. On the head is a white headscarf like a maid, but the headscarf is made of exquisite material and has a sophisticated style. Under the feet are shiny black Mary Jane shoes. Jiude Mai walked over with small and leisurely steps, smiling and meeting Zhuo's incredible eyes.

Perhaps noticing the completely different reaction when Zhuo looked at Jiude Mai, Su Enxi was annoyed. She shook off the hands that were holding Zhuo's arms with a little force, turned around and shouted at Jiude Mai:

"Damn it! What qualifications do you have to speak so convincingly? You don't even have a boyfriend!"

"At least there are a lot of men chasing after me, but you only take pictures of handsome guys at cocktail parties and send them to me on WeChat."

"Don't hit people in the face or expose their shortcomings when you scold them, so why don't you come now?"

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

Jiude Maiyi smiled and passed it by calmly, then looked at Zhuo, as if he was thinking about how to eat him in one bite. Of course, this was a metaphor.

At least in Zhuo's opinion, Jiude Mai's gaze was passionate and full of confidence, making Zhuo feel that she was like a female general who was about to go to the battlefield. Before going out, she must first tame a wild horse, and he was that horse.

To sum up, this girl wants to conquer herself.

Of course this is also a metaphor. Zhuo saw this kind of thought in her eyes.

Jiude Mai glanced at Su Enxi, probably discussing whether to say it out loud or not, but Su Enxi shrugged indifferently, indicating that she didn't care.

When Jiude Mai said, "The photo that Potato Chips sent me recently was of you, handsome boy," Su Enxi looked away with a little shame, while Zhuo had no idea what they were playing at all.

Ah, if it were someone else at this moment, they would think that Su Enxi has fallen in love with them, so they would be complacent - Zhuo was startled by the sudden thought and kept some distance from her cautiously.

"Don't worry. If Sanwu's heart is an old lady, then Potato Chips' heart is the old lady's foot binding. There's no need to worry that the foot binding will fall in love with someone else."

"What a terrible analogy. Aren't we trying to show him how attractive a maid is? Is foul-mouthed the kind of person you call distance? I don't think it's attractive at all."

Jiude Mai narrowed her narrow eyes, took them away from Su Enxi and put them on Zhuo again, and said with a smile: "Look, she didn't refute it."

"Well, even so, this metaphor is not very good for girls. As far as I'm concerned, although Miss Enxi is sometimes naughty, she is also an excellent woman. Let me make it clear first, although I have never thought of intervening, I really do think so."

Jiude Mai smiled but said nothing.

Su Enxi hit him on the back a few more times in an even more shameful way.

Zhuo was dumbfounded and didn't understand what he had said wrong.

Jiude Mai glanced behind Zhuo, and saw Potato Chips, who was forcing himself to raise his head and look at her, and said to Zhuo:

"You're just a cool guy in places like this."

"I don't understand what you are saying. Are you complimenting me?"

"Yes Yes."

This deliberately perfunctory answer came from behind, that is, Su Enxi. But Zhuo couldn't see her face, so he didn't know whether it was a real perfunctory answer or a shameful disguise.

"really?"

Zhuo put on a dry smile to try to get away with it, then sat down to eat. Jiude Mai also smiled back:

"Forget it... You've been avoiding me since a while ago. Are you blushing because you saw me dressed like this?"

"Yes, yes, I'm blushing, I'm blushing, okay! Let me go eat."

"I know. When you see me wearing this, you must want to see this."

As she spoke, Jiude Mai took two steps forward and stood less than two meters away from Zhuo, keeping the distance but stopping at a position where she could be touched with a little effort.

Mai Jude was not short to begin with, and even with her thick-heeled Mary Jane shoes, she was still able to keep her nose at arm's length.

She stopped at that delicate distance and looked up at Zhuo slightly.

The process of her approaching him and stopping, even though she was wearing a maid's outfit, made Zhuo feel nervous and honored as if she was favored by the queen.

This outrageous feeling made him a little panicked, but when he retreated, he found that his retreat was blocked. It turned out that Su Enxi went around to the back not only to hit him, but also to remove the ladder he used to escape.

"I said you didn't—"

Zhuo stopped talking halfway.

Jiude Mai retracted her gaze to her chest, and the smile on her face instantly disappeared, her expression calm and respectful. Then, she put her left foot in front and her right foot behind, lifted the middle of her skirt and bent her knees slightly to salute. Then, she raised the corner of her skirt and twisted it with a "whoosh". At the same time, her body stood on tiptoes and slowly turned in a circle in the direction of the twist. After turning back, the hem of her skirt swayed a little further due to inertia before swinging back.

She repeated her initial curtsey, the white ruffled kerchief swaying slightly on her head.

"How does it feel?"

Jiude Mai in front of him kept holding up the middle of her skirt while speaking. Of course, the height she lifted was less than half of her calf, and Zhuo could only see the calves covered with white silk and the shiny black Mary Jane shoes under the skirt.

Zhuo looked up at the ceiling and did not answer his question immediately.

He felt that he was finished, completely finished.

To be honest, Mai Shude's posture and etiquette are perfect, coupled with her tall figure and the aura of a queen. Such a girl has fulfilled the ultimate dream of a otaku with the respectful attitude of a maid... Well, one would definitely think: even if Zero did the same thing in the future, it would be inferior in comparison.

As expected, after completing the "mission", Su Enxi returned to his front, folded her hands in front of her chest, looked at him inexplicably and said:

"Tsk, even though he didn't show any flesh at all, this guy has an expression that says 'I have no regrets in this life'! Is it true that Japanese women understand Japanese men's strange habits the best?"

"This has nothing to do with the country, and Japanese maid costumes are not like this." Jiude Mai said, "But this fetish is indeed carried forward in Japan, to be more precise, in the two-dimensional world. For two-dimensional men, compared with naked or exposed sexiness, this hidden sexiness is more attractive. Just like the slight flesh lines between the knee-high socks and the skirt."

"S-Stop talking... I've lost hope in this country where all the boys are perverts."

(End of this chapter)