Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 291, Section 8: "A Dangerous Turn"

Masumi immediately realized that she was dreaming.

“…Shin, Shin-chan-nii.”

The childhood friend, dressed in a maid outfit, shyly raised her eyebrows, her absolute territory squeezed out of her white over-the-knee stockings, and straddled Masumi in a duck-sitting position.

"Do you like this outfit? I even added elements that guys would probably like."

After she finished speaking, her fluffy cat ears and tail twitched as if to assert her presence.

Since it was a dream, Masumi deliberately avoided paying attention to how the tail moved.

"Yeah, very cute."

"Then... Masumi-nii, would you like to touch it?"

"Eh."

Even in her dreams, Masumi couldn't help but be captivated by the girl's cuteness.

He cautiously reached out, like a moth drawn by a lamplight. Knowing he would be playing with fire and get burned, he couldn't stop himself from getting closer.

The next moment, a fair and slender arm suddenly grabbed Masumi's arm.

"Masumi, don't just stare at Chiai, look at me too."

Mio, also dressed in a maid outfit but with drooping golden dog ears and a tail, showed a jealous expression on the other side.

"Mio-neechan, it's my turn now!"

Qian Ai frowned in dissatisfaction.

"That's not true at all! The treacherous cat who ran away should reflect on its actions! Masumi, I'm your personal maid now~"

"Me too, please feel free to give me any orders, Masumi-nii!"

Two beautiful women dressed as maids used every trick in the book to display their charm, causing Masumi's desires to overflow.

—Just before consciousness was about to be swallowed up and disappear by desire.

He woke up.

The familiar ceiling, the ceiling of my own room.

Blurry and indistinct.

Masumi stared up at it in a daze, and gradually, an unpleasant feeling slowly seeped into her heart from the depths of her chest.

It feels awful.

It was so bad that Masumi wanted to resent being born a man.

"Ugh……"

He sighed, wondering if the access control system should be abolished.

Pick up your phone, and the time on it will naturally catch your eye.

Thursday, March 9th, sunny with a light breeze.

I drew back the curtains, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. The azure sky was as clear as glass, an unbelievably bright blue.

It's a perfect day for going out.

He had made plans to go to the zoo with Qian'ai today.

Masumi went downstairs to the washroom to wash up. The corridor was quiet in the morning, and any noise caused by anything or any movement was unusually loud.

Rinne, Mami, and Mirai are probably all fast asleep in their rooms on the second floor right now. Masumi walks quietly to avoid disturbing them, and is especially careful not to affect the students preparing for the exam.

It was also at this time.

"Ugh, a game that just mindlessly piles up monsters is utter garbage—ugh!"

It sounded like someone was annoyed by the game, blurted out a complaint, and then realized it was inappropriate, quickly covering their mouth.

The owner of the voice is also easy to guess.

This guy...did he stay up all night again? Masumi sighed, rubbing her forehead.

Go and check on her.

Masumi knocked on the door.

“Oh, it’s Masumi-kun…”

Ms. Asami appeared, her hair sticking up and disheveled, looking sleepy.

Seeing her like that, Masumi knew that her guess was pretty much right.

only……

Masumi glanced down slightly, landing on Mami's outfit.

Asami's entire body was bandaged except for her chest and waist. The amount of fabric was no different from a swimsuit, and her fair chest was faintly visible. Her thighs were also exposed outside the bandages without any protection.

"Are you dressed as... Nefertari?"

Nefertari is a member of the Demon King's army in Masumi's light novel "The Hero Squad is Full of Demon King's Army Spy". Her prototype is based on the queen of Pharaoh Ramses II of ancient Egypt.

In the comics, she is depicted as a beautiful witch who controls an army of mummies, with bandages wrapped around her chest and waist.

If you want to cosplay, it's a piece of cake. Just like Mami, you only need to wrap a few bandages around your body.

But considering this guy's muscular physique, it will probably be much more difficult for him than for others.

"Hmm, how is it? Is it accurate?"

Asami swallowed a yawn, smiled, and asked, striking a few exaggerated poses like those in an advertisement.

Like that famous coconut juice drink.

"The figure is quite accurate, but as for the clothing... you just wrapped it up haphazardly a few times, didn't you?"

It means that almost every part of the body is overflowing from the edge of the bandage.

"Anyway, I just draw whatever comes to mind when I'm drawing characters."

Mami replied with a grin, "This person is so casual it's practically flawless."

Masumi sighed, not wanting to argue with her, and changed the subject:

"Did you stay up all night playing games again yesterday?"

"No, I stayed up all night last night to finish my manuscript."

As Mami yawned again, tears welling up in her eyes and streaming down her pale cheeks before she wiped them away with the back of her hand.

"I was planning to play some games to reward myself, but I got really angry at Koei's disgusting monster-stacking design!"

"Keep your voice down, Rinne and Mirai should still be sleeping."

"Oh, I almost forgot again, it's all this game's fault."

"Speaking of which, why would you dress like this to meet a deadline?" Masumi asked, puzzled. "Besides, Nefertari's scenes were already filmed last month, weren't they?"

"We can talk about that later. Anyway, Masumi-kun, come in first. It's tiring to stand and chat like this..."

Asami rubbed her eyes repeatedly as she turned and walked into the room.

I haven't even said I wanted to come in yet.

Although Masumi was somewhat puzzled, she still stepped into Mami's room.

"Hoo~"

Asami yawned as she reminded him.

"Masumi-kun, watch your step."

"I know that without you reminding me—wait?"

Normally, Masumi has to be extra careful every time she enters the room, so as not to trip over the clothes and other clutter that Mami has taken off and thrown around. But this time...

"So tidy!"

Light novels, comics, and reference books were all neatly organized and placed on the bookshelves. Clothes were also properly stored in the closet, and there were no visible potato chip crumbs in the carpet on the tatami mat.

"Could it be that the Conch Maiden has been in your room?"

"There's no Conch Girl, but there is a Black Cat Girl."

Mami smiled slightly.

"Ok?"

Masumi followed her gaze downwards and saw a black cat dozing on the ground.

As a coffee shop, Starry Night does not keep pets.

So the cat that Masumi saw was just a human girl wearing black cat ears and a cat tail, cosplaying in a provocative outfit.

She lay curled up, her messy black hair spread out on the carpet, looking as if she were trying to warm herself by the lingering warmth left by her owner.

"Rinne? What is she doing..."

Looking down at Rinne's peaceful sleeping face, Masumi couldn't help but mutter to herself, a mixture of shock and confusion.

She wore a short dress with delicate ruffles, a low-cut neckline, and a completely open abdomen, revealing a level of exposure comparable to Asami, who was wrapped in bandages.

Even a slight change in perspective could lead to a wardrobe malfunction.

The black stockings extend to the soles of the feet in pink cat paw prints, so cute you just want to hold them tight.

Masumi pushed away the glimpse of her snow-white thighs peeking out from between her burgundy skirt and black stockings, and sighed helplessly.

What's going on here?

"Didn't you recognize it, Masumi-kun? This is Nekomiya Nanaya's outfit from the bonus content of the third volume of the manga, right?"

"What I want to ask is why she dressed like that."

"This."

Upon hearing this, Mami slightly perked up from her drowsiness and raised her head with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Because rushing to finish a manuscript alone is so boring, I used the excuse that I wanted Rinne to be the model so she could provide me with inspiration, and I coaxed her to come and wear this outfit to keep me company~"

Ms. Mami sounded quite smug.

"And what is this outfit of yours...?"

"Because Rinne would be shy wearing a cosplay outfit alone, I decided to go with her."

"You really are stubborn."

"It's all for art!"

She offered a plausible excuse for her despicable behavior.

"Because Rinne's outfit is so cute, I was inspired and couldn't help but draw two very high-quality color illustrations in one go."

"I really hope you have this same strong creative drive when you're working on the final draft."

Masumi took the tablet computer from Asami. The first picture showed Rinne sitting on the ground in a duck-like position, her face flushed, her hands pressed down on her wrists in a cat-like gesture... So cute!

Because of Ryujinin Michiyo's superb drawing skills, Masumi could easily imagine the heir's embarrassed expression at that time.

The second image is even more striking. It shows Rinne raising her right foot from a high vantage point and stepping down towards the camera. Asami boldly breaks the original perspective, emphasizing the lines of her foot.

Her five pearl-like toes were spread apart, stretching the tips of her black stockings to resemble webbed feet.

Masumi glanced at it briefly before stopping immediately, as it would be bad if she awakened some strange attribute as a result.

"How about it? Not bad, right? I'm going to keep these two pictures forever and never let a third person see them."

Mami proudly puffed out her chest.

"But I've already seen it."

Masumi barely managed to maintain her composure, swiping the screen to the next image, however...

"This is……"

My field of vision was almost entirely filled with skin color; it was an illustration of a female nude whose figure looked very familiar.

Although the face is not depicted, Masumi, who is already close to Asami, can immediately recognize that this is an illustration based on her.

"Although I know you would use yourself as a model, this picture is just too daring."

"Those are unpublished practice pieces! In addition to drawing skills, excellent artists also need to master knowledge of anatomy and lighting. If you want to gain a deep understanding of human anatomy, this is essential."

Indeed, being able to use oneself as a model is a major advantage for female illustrators.

But the pose in this picture is way too daring! It might be too late to ask now, but isn't this guy a little embarrassed?

"Anyway, no one else will see this except Masumi-kun, and I even struck the same pose to take a picture—"

"Alright, alright, I've witnessed Mami's efforts."

The details in this picture are extremely fine, and you can see the body lines taut from exertion.

When drawing characters, Mami always draws the body first, then the underwear, and finally the clothes.

There's nothing strange about doing this; it's actually the most basic way to draw the human body.

Because she herself is a girl, her paintings are very realistic.

"In comparison, your drawings of boys are inferior."

"Because there are no models."

Asami said it was only natural.

"anyway……"

She suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Masumi, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Would Masumi-kun be willing to be a model?"

"No."

Masumi refused without hesitation.

"Wow, you rejected me so quickly. It wouldn't hurt if you were my model."

Mami puffed up her cheeks in a sullen manner.

"It feels like it's going to be a lot of trouble, and you might even deliberately make fun of me to get back at me."

"I'm not that bad. How about we ask Rinne and Mio to supervise us on the spot? Ah, that might still not work."

Asami curled her lips into a meaningful smile.

"After all, models must remain calm and cannot have any extra reactions."

"What kind of reaction is that? Explain yourself clearly, you perverted woman."

Mami burst into uncontrollable laughter. Although she suppressed her laughter slightly because it was morning, the curves outlined by the bandages were still very clear.

—Strange, could it be...?
"Mami, what's under those bandages on your clothes..."

"Any questions?"

Mami blinked innocently.

"No, it's nothing."

This guy's carefree and unguarded manner is truly unbearable to watch.

"Speaking of which, you should at least be more careful."

"I'll dress properly when I sleep."

"really?"

Masumi obviously didn't believe it.

"It's true, I will wear sleep bra properly, this is it."

As Mami spread out a piece of black fabric that she had casually tossed on the bed to show him.

This one looks a bit like a cropped sports vest, and doesn't feel very slim or private.

"It's said that wearing this will prevent your figure from going out of shape."

"So you do pay attention to this."

Masumi thought that she was indifferent to everything except manga.

"That's not true. If I don't take good care of myself, my mom will keep nagging me, saying I'm wasting the great figure she gave me."

"Then why aren't you wearing anything?"

"Because I stayed up all night last night."

Mami looked at him like he was an idiot, and she felt incredibly frustrated.

"So... you only wear it when sleeping and going out?"

"What? Masumi-kun wants to help me?"

Asami raises her hands, her upturned lips forming a mischievous smile, posing to emphasize her valley area.

"Stop right now, you stupid, infatuated woman."

"Oh my, is Masumi-kun shy? So cute! Come on, come closer!"

Asami began to push her luck, and the bandages wrapped around her body were on the verge of collapse.

"You've become so smug; you'd better thank my inherent nature!"

Because of the dream she had this morning, Masumi has been trying to control herself.

"Hmph~ Masumi-kun——"

The words stopped abruptly.

Mami suddenly stopped and turned her face away slightly.

Masumi noticed the strange reaction.

"What happened all of a sudden?"

"No, no, it's nothing. Well... how should I put it... if Masumi-kun didn't notice... then never mind..."

Mami muttered some nonsensical words under her breath, and it took her a while before she finally looked up.

I always felt that her face looked a little red.

"What exactly is it—?"

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...consciousness rises to the surface from light sleep.

Strange? I... was asleep.

With a hazy consciousness, Rinne recalled the memories from the moment before she fell asleep.

Sigh, I was asked by Asami to do that shameful thing.

The moment she slightly opened her eyelids, she suddenly realized that there were two people standing next to her.

One of them is Asami-nee, and the other is...

“──!”

Masumi! ?
Masumi was looking down at himself.

Rinne quickly closed her eyes again.

What's going on? Why did Masumi suddenly appear in Asami's room this morning? And...

Even with my current attire.

The design of this cosplay outfit is so embarrassing that it's practically "leaky from all sides".

It's all my fault for reflexively pretending not to wake up, which is why she can't get up now.

The opportunity was completely missed.

Rinne could only close her eyelids tightly, feeling the aura emanating from Masumi standing right next to her, as well as the gaze falling upon her.

What...what should I do...! What should I do...!
Rinne couldn't open her eyes, so she couldn't confirm what her skirt looked like now.

All I know is that she didn't sloppily expose all her underwear, but her skirt might have been messed up.

Because I'm pretending to be asleep, I can't even adjust the position of my legs.

The heiress was quite concerned about her unguarded body.

That's so inappropriate!
Moreover, the thought that Masumi might be staring at her right now sent an indescribable flutter through her chest, making her feel uneasy and anxious.

However, after waiting for a long time without any movement, Masumi seemed to have put herself aside and started chatting with Asami.

fair enough.

Then pretend to wake up naturally while they're chatting...

The chat suddenly stopped abruptly with a gasp from Asami-nee.

what happened?
Rinne finally couldn't suppress her curiosity and decided to wake up at this moment.

She murmured dreamlike words with remarkable realism as she turned her body from lying on her side to lying on her back.

It was at this very moment—

Open your eyes and peek!

His eyes, which had been half-open, suddenly opened wide and then snapped shut again.

How could this be! These two people...

Rinne found it hard to believe.

(End of this chapter)