Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 17: "A Must-Try Maid Cafe"

Crisp footsteps.

The sound of heels hitting the tiles.

The jet-black Mary Jane shoes shine with a cool luster like obsidian, and the strap design outlines the lines of the ankle.

The first person to appear in front of the two was Jiuyuan Weiwei, with her hands hanging stiffly in front of her and her delicate face blushing shyly.

"How, how is it? Is it suitable?"

The girl asked timidly.

She was wearing a black and white maid dress with light lace trim on the cuffs and hem. The pure white socks were longer than the knees, and the wavy edges of the socks were like fresh cream on a cake.

"It suits you very well, little Future."

Asami's eyes sparkled, and her slender fingers grasped Kuon Mirai's hand very naturally. She praised him with a click of her tongue, "Perfect! She's an angel, so adorable, little Mirai."

Jiuyuan Mirai was pulled around by her, her head dizzy, and the lace and ribbons on her skirt danced, drawing beautiful arcs.

"You think so too, right, Masumi-kun?"

Asami did not forget to turn around and ask Masumi's opinion.

"Yeah, it fits."

Masumi nodded.

Although the tone is a bit perfunctory, it is indeed the truth.

The maid outfit on Kuon Mirai is a relatively slim-fitting design, which just emphasizes her beautiful body contours. After being teased by Mami, she raised her eyebrows shyly, with a pitiful expression, and she really looks like an angel who has descended to the mortal world.

"Don't be like this, Mami-san. Mirai will be troubled."

Suddenly, a cold sound like the collision of ice cubes was heard.

The three of them followed the sound and saw a dignified and beautiful figure walking out from under the light.

Unlike the style worn by Kuon Mirai, Kamishiro Rin was wearing a reserved and conservative classic maid dress.

The black dress sets off her figure perfectly. Her slender waist is tied tightly with a silk ribbon, forming a sharp contrast with the umbrella-shaped skirt. The exposed part of her beautiful calf is wrapped in pure white lace stockings.

The glossy lacquered upper shimmers like nighttime ripples under the light, while the smooth lines outline the elegant contours of the foot.

Her thick black hair was tied back in a low bun, exuding a subtle feminine charm and her expression and demeanor were dignified.

"Welcome, guest."

The maid with long black hair lived up to her beautiful figure and spoke sternly in a pure and cool voice.

If Kuon Mirai gives the impression of a rookie maid who is taking on the job for the first time and is a bit reckless, then Rin's elegant manners make her look like a professional head maid who really walked out of the Victorian era.

"Rinone-san is amazing, she feels like a real maid."

After finally breaking free from Mami's clutches, Kuon Mirai took small steps towards Rin's side, her Mary Jane shoes making a small sound on the floor. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked at Rin with longing.

Pairs of beautiful girls in maid outfits stand together, and their posture alone looks like an oil painting.

Masumi picked up the teacup with some tea still remaining at the bottom, drank it all in one gulp, and squinted his eyes to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of him.

"Oh, that's not right, little Rinne. It should be 'Welcome home, Master'. Please say it again."

Asami's lips curved into a happy arc, and she clapped her hands to encourage the girl in front of her.

"Welcome home, Master."

Linyin said it calmly and generously, but her expression did not look happy at all, and she was as cold as ever.

"Ice beauty maid? That feels pretty good."

Asami rubbed her chin. "If it were Rin-ne, could you please raise your chin a little, use a fiercer look and tone to say, 'You still remember to come back, scum,' and then snort as a matter of course?"

Seeing that Kamishiro Rinone was really tensing her cheeks and preparing to try it, Masumi immediately stopped Asami's prank.

"Seno..."

Before he could finish, Asami suddenly turned her head and cast a sharp gaze on Masumi's face. Her beautiful brown eyes narrowed slightly under her long eyelashes, and the corners of her lips curled up in pleasure.

Masumi shuddered for no apparent reason.

"Oh, Masumi-kun, do you want to experience it too?"◇

The tie should be in the center line, the shirt should not show from the vest, and the trouser line must be straight in the direction of the shoe toe.

In the dressing room, Masumi looked at himself in the mirror wearing a black tuxedo.

Unexpectedly, it's not bad. At least it doesn't look like an insurance salesman.

Masumi is tall and thin, a natural clothes hanger, and is indeed very suitable for wearing such slim-fitting clothes.

Fortunately, it was just a butler experience, not women's clothing, which made Masumi feel relieved. However, he quickly remembered that even if it was a butler costume, he would not have agreed to it.

Is this the so-called house-demolishing effect in psychology?
I remember a literary giant who studied in Northeast China once said: "This room is too dark. If you say you want to put a skylight here, everyone will definitely not agree. But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will come to compromise and agree to put a skylight."

Asami Seno is a dangerous woman who is good at taking advantage of people's weaknesses.

Masumi kept this in mind.

However, he also dragged Mami into the fun and asked her to participate in the experience activity, which was considered a way to get back at him.

When I walked out of the locker room and returned to my seat, the three of them were already waiting there.

"You're so slow, Masumi-kun. How come you take longer than a girl to change clothes?"

"Sorry, this is my first time wearing this kind of clothes-"

Masumi raised his head, his pupils suddenly dilated, and saw that Asami was not wearing the maid skirt as expected, but was wearing a butler's uniform like himself.

The carefully tailored tuxedo outlined her slender figure. Her long black hair was tied into a bun. She didn't wear a jacket, but let it hang casually on her shoulders. She almost looked like a handsome man.

The dashing beauty in men's clothing appeared in the cafe, immediately attracting the attention of all the female customers. This kind of neutral beauty is very popular in the island country, and is even more attractive to women than ordinary handsome men.

A well-known example is actress Yuki Amami, who once dressed up as a man to play the hero of the movie "The Tale of Genji": Genji, who is stunningly beautiful and as bright as the sun and the moon, and is known as "Prince Guanghua" in the world.

The Takarazuka Revue, where she came from, is headquartered in Takarazuka City, Hyogo Prefecture. All members of the troupe are unmarried women, and the male roles in the musicals are performed by specialized male actors who dress as men.

"Oh, not bad, this outfit suits you very well, Masumi-kun."

Asami came up to greet him flirtatiously, grabbing Masumi's arm and leaning in close, leaving deep wrinkles on his tuxedo jacket.

"How cunning! Why are you wearing a butler's uniform like me?"

"Don't worry about such trivial matters, Masumi-kun."

Asami smiled and leaned closer.

Not good.

Even though she was wearing restrictive men's clothing, Masumi could still feel the soft touch on her arms.

"Click——"

There was the sound of taking pictures.

A female guest sitting alone took a photo of the two butlers standing together with shining eyes.

Asami let go of Masumi's arm and was saved, and Masumi breathed a sigh of relief.

She smiled smugly back at her blushing guest.

"Welcome home, miss."

Asami deliberately lowered her voice to make it sound solid, calm and more neutral. Coupled with her heroic appearance, it made people blush and their hearts beat faster.

When some young girls in the store saw this scene, their cheeks flushed, and they kept hearing inexplicable lines such as "Hold me tight!" "Lord Sebastian!" "Ah, let me die!"

Asami, on the other hand, acted quite calmly.

Because it was an experience activity, the four of them helped out in the cafe seriously for a while.

"Have you ever considered working part-time at our restaurant? Our hourly wage is the highest among similar restaurants."

Before leaving, the maid, Ms. Shiori, invited Masumi and his group as a store employee, but was naturally rejected.

"Is that so? Shiori really hopes to work with you all. If you change your mind, please feel free to contact me."

Shiori's tone was regretful, but she still said goodbye to them with a sweet smile.

(End of this chapter)