Tokyo: I'm bound to the evil women!

Staring at the two people in front of him, Fujiwara Matsu was having a hard time making a decision. He had noticed the disappointment in Chiya Mio's eyes just now, so he cared about it.

But when it came time for him to actually choose, Chiya Mio didn't give him a chance to speak.

"However, how can I let you choose every time? It's my turn now."

"Sazaki, let's go, let's go together!"

After saying that, she grabbed Shiratori Saki's arm. Shiratori Saki froze for a moment, but still followed her lead and walked towards the Ferris wheel, leaving Fujiwara Matsu standing there.

As Fujiwara Matsu watched the two figures disappear into the distance, gradually approaching the Ferris wheel, he couldn't say he was unhappy; he was just a little regretful.

The disappointment in Chiyo's eyes flashed too quickly; by the time he realized it, he had already missed the opportunity to use the mind-reading talisman to spy on her.

He turned around and walked in the opposite direction from the two of them. The Ferris wheel takes more than ten minutes to complete one rotation, and he was too lazy to wait there.

Although there was a short queue, the two quickly boarded the Ferris wheel.

The hatch closed, separating the inside from the outside into two worlds.

Chiya Mio stretched and yawned: "Yeah, I'm tired after shopping all day."

"Sazaki, how come you and Matsu have become so close? You've even gone on dates together. If I hadn't noticed, were you planning to tell me, huh?"

"No, Misaki, it's not a date. I'm worried you'll be angry."

"Oh? Does knowing this mean I won't be angry? Or do you think I'd stop you from meeting with Song?"

"I didn't mean that. I just didn't want you to be angry."

The girl was still smiling, showing no sign of anger.

"But I'm very angry right now."

Shiratori Saki opened her mouth, the words she wanted to say lingering on her lips, but in the end she swallowed them all and lowered her head.

"I'm sorry, miss."

Upon hearing her words, Chiya Mio frowned almost imperceptibly and clicked her tongue softly.

"Tsk."

As expected, the changes brought about by Fujiwara Matsu were still minor.

"Just kidding. It's a good change, but you have to tell me next time you do something like this."

Shiratori Saki suddenly raised her head, while Chiya Mio wore a normal smile.

"However, I'm very curious, what exactly happened?"

"Can you tell me about it?"

The maid's eyes sparkled as she nodded, about to speak, but then realized she couldn't even bring up the matter of her meeting with Fujiwara Matsu.

"Um... I'm sorry, Misakura, I don't know how to begin."

"Really? Okay then."

Afterwards, Chiyo started chatting with the other person about everyday things, until the Ferris wheel was about to reach its highest point, when she suddenly asked a question.

"Sazaki, what do you think of Matsu?"

"Huh!?"

The sudden change of topic made the maid feel a little uncomfortable, but she still lowered her head and thought about it for a moment.

What kind of person is Fujiwara-kun?

The events of the past few days replayed in her mind. She recalled the band-aid, the message on LINE, the project proposal he had approved, and the shoes still on her feet.

I thought of the line, "You are Shiratori Saki," and the doll in my hand.

"Fujiwara-kun, I..."

Do you like him? You do, right? Fujiwara-kun is very nice to me, very gentle, but... is he like that to everyone?

Furthermore, Fujiwara-kun now belongs to the young lady...

"I think he's a...very good person."

Seeing her maid's changing expressions, the look in her eyes also changed, a fleeting displeasure followed by approval.

Confused? Ashamed? Not bad expression. It seems that guy is more valuable now.

"Is it good?"

Chiya Mio smiled, but her smile was somewhat superficial. A hint of threat flashed in her eyes, like the displeasure of having a beloved toy taken away. However, it was quickly replaced by a deeper interest, and her smile became more genuine, turning into a somewhat playful one.

"So, Saki, do you have any other ideas?"

"No, miss, I didn't have such thoughts. How could I possibly have... I only just met Fujiwara-kun."

She jumped to her feet, standing ramrod straight, nearly dropping the doll in her arms, but managed to catch it.

"Really? I was just asking, there's no need for such a big reaction."

Chiya Mio smiled gently.

As the Ferris wheel slowly descended, Fujiwara Matsu rushed back before the first rotation, holding two ice creams in his hand; he had already finished his own.

The two walked back side by side, and Fujiwara Matsu handed them what he was carrying.

"Oh, how thoughtful, Matsu~"

Chiya Mio took the things from his hands and spoke with a half-smile.

"Thanks."

Shiratori Saki took the ice cream, her hand stretched out exceptionally straight, while her other hand held the doll she had just received.

"Then let's go—"

Before he could finish speaking, Chiya Mio interrupted him, grabbing his hand and pulling him away before he could even protest.

"Hey, Song, let's go one more time!"

"Sazaki, wait for us a moment."

"No, wait, I didn't agree!"

She turned back and lowered her voice:

"Matsu, you don't have the right to refuse~"

Then he continued to pull Fujiwara Matsu forward.

"Wait a minute... let go of my hand, I can walk by myself."

Fujiwara Matsu shook off Chiya Misaki's hand that was holding his wrist and turned his head away; he wasn't quite used to this kind of contact.

Seeing his reaction, Chiyo Misaki's lips curled up slightly. She leaned closer again, this time not holding his wrist, but... interlocking her fingers.

"Matsu, how are you feeling?"

For Fujiwara Matsu, the original teasing was not as effective as this physical contact. In his view, the gratuitous manipulation and the current physical contact were two different things.

He froze, instinctively trying to pull his hand away, but because their fingers were intertwined, his hand was locked and he couldn't pull it out without Chiya Mio's permission.

"Let go! Chiyo Misaki."

This reaction made Chiyo's smile brighter. She tilted her head slightly to look at him, but her posture changed somewhat.

"Matsu, don't you like it?"

Her tone wasn't teasing or flirtatious, but rather slightly disappointed, as if she were disappointed by his reaction, and she loosened her grip on his hand.

He withdrew his hand, but even though he knew that Chiyo was probably faking it, he couldn't just ignore it.

"Don't do that."

"But... Song~, your hands are so warm and big."

This time, the girl gently hooked her fingers around his, slowly placing her hand into Fujiwara Matsu's palm, and then gently grasping his hand again through the gaps between his fingers.

The girl looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with a hint of pleading.

Half of his body went numb. He opened his mouth but said nothing, letting her hold him like that.

"Let's go, aren't we going to the Ferris wheel?"

"Um!"

Turning her head, Chiyo Mio's lips curled into a smile.

Dominance level 11% - 12%

I knew it; this guy was just acting.

Even so, he did not pull his hand back, but let the other person hold it. Chiya Mio's hand trembled slightly, but she did not pull it back.

They didn't separate until they got to the Ferris wheel and entered the cabin, because they sat facing each other.

Fujiwara Matsu's expression wasn't as composed as it had been the previous times he'd faced her; his ears were burning. Chiya Mio's heart was also beating a little fast, but she managed to calm herself down faster than Fujiwara Matsu.

"Hey, Song, have you forgotten that you're still my slave? Getting so close to my maid? You're being very disobedient."

"I only offered my loyalty, not sacrificed myself. Should I be controlled in how I make friends with others?"

Chiyo clicked her tongue slightly.

"Slaves should offer everything. Although I will not control your life, you should report everything to me."

Fujiwara Matsu didn't know how to answer for a moment, and remained silent for a while before speaking:

"Is this still so feudal in the new era?"

"Slavery is a further regression than feudalism!"

"So, Fujiwara-kun, from now on, you'll need my permission for these kinds of things."

The other person stared intently at Fujiwara Matsu with an aggressive gaze, and Fujiwara Matsu returned the glare without hesitation.

"Chiya-kun, please offer a price that's worth it."

Chiya Misaki chuckled softly, remaining silent as she stared intently at Fujiwara Matsu, making him feel uneasy.

At this moment, the Ferris wheel is also gradually rising until it reaches its highest point.

"Fujiwara Matsu, you are mine, and belong only to me."

"So, this is only natural."

She stepped over the small partition in front of her, grabbed Fujiwara Matsu's collar, and stared straight into his eyes, her gaze filled with determination and intense possessiveness.

His lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything and turned his head away.

…………

Shiratori Saki held a doll in one hand, poked it, and then hugged it to her chest. She had done this many times during this short wait.

"Sazaki, have you been waiting long? We're back."

Upon hearing Chiyo's voice, she instantly stopped what she was doing and assumed a perfect maid-like stance.

"Mizakura, you're back."

"Okay, let's go."

Fujiwara Matsuo spoke, taking two steps forward, but someone pressed down on his shoulder.

"You two should come along too!"

Chiya Misaki pulled the two of them towards the Ferris wheel, and neither of them refused, instinctively taking a few steps.

He turned to look at Shiratori Saki:

"Shiratori-senpai, would you like to come with me? I also have something I want to say to you, just between us."

Shiratori Saki glanced back at Chiya Mio, who was smiling at her. After all, this was the suggestion that Chiya had just made.

She turned back to look at Fujiwara Matsu, who didn't say anything, but simply extended his hand with his usual smile.

At that moment, the loudspeaker came on.

"The Ferris wheel ride is ending in 20 minutes. Please leave as soon as possible."

Twenty minutes, including queuing, is barely enough time for one round.