In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

As he slowly turned over, Hayasaka Ai could hear his soft, yet incredibly intimate and affectionate murmurs.

And his breathing, just like hers, wasn't very noticeable, but it was definitely getting heavier.

"Phew... Whatever... It's already been delivered..."

After hearing him mutter to himself like that, Hayasaka Ai took a deep breath and then exited the photo album interface.

He clicked on an app icon that was hidden deep inside a folder, waited silently for a while, and then a video of Hayasaka Ai's room appeared on his phone.

Hayasaka Ai silently covered her mouth.

At this point, some things can be confirmed.

The worries and anxieties in my heart receded, replaced by a feeling of shyness and joy.

Yes, if Qianye truly had the corrective thoughts he believed in, he wouldn't have given those extra hints, nor would he have actually started prying into the specifics of his situation.

Based on what we've just observed so far, the maid has already made a conclusion.

Qianye, just like me, acted in almost the exact same way because of some emotions she could no longer control.

It wasn't the right thing to do, but because of almost the same feelings, it created this coincidence that can be described as a "two-way journey"!

Hayasaka Ai stared intently at the surveillance footage on her phone, while Chiya looked around the room with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

Her heart pounded uncontrollably in her chest, her rapid breathing mingling with the rising steam.

She suddenly stood up from the bathtub, the warm water flowing down her delicate, fair body, washing away all her hesitation.

Her chaotic thoughts were cleared away, and a firm idea settled in her heart.

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Chapter 091: The Maid Discovers the Camera

In the dimly lit but cozy room, Yuan Qianye leaned against the headboard, holding her phone.

The tense yet expectant expression I had been putting on beforehand underwent a subtle change at this moment.

On his phone screen, a maid walked into the picture.

She was wrapped in a thin bath towel and stopped in front of the wardrobe, a few steps away from the bed, with her back to the camera.

Yuan Qianye could even hallucinate the warm, moist air emanating from her body, perhaps mixed with a fresh and pleasant fragrance.

After a slight pause, the maid raised her hand and untied the knot of the bath towel gathered in front of her.

A barely audible rustling sound followed as the bath towel, drawn by gravity, piled up on the ground like a soft cloud.

And so, that unshielded, warm light and shadow fell unprepared into the gloomy air.

Yuan Qianye couldn't help but stop breathing, and his eyes slowly widened.

From the perspective of the mobile phone's monitoring, the maid's shoulders were slender and rounded, rising gracefully like a classical sculpture. It was not a deliberately sculpted form, but a gift bestowed by years of hard work.

A body language that subtly blends strength and grace, silently narrating self-discipline and habit in stillness.

It's clear that while the heavy workload usually takes a toll on the maid's mind and makes her feel tired, it also provides her with a good workout.

She turned slightly to the side and reached out to pull the sliding door of the wardrobe; the whole process was smooth and natural.

The maid's expression remained calm and composed. Her complete composure and unawareness, on the contrary, solidified into a pure, almost innocent sense of presence in the air, more penetrating than any deliberate display.

In the stillness, the youthful body seemed to breathe silently, exuding a warm and sweet aura.

Aside from his expression, subtle changes also began to appear in other parts of Yuan Qianye's body at this moment.

If he didn't have God's perspective, he probably would have been fooled by the maid's natural behavior.

To knowingly expose oneself to voyeurism and still willingly place one's own body in front of one's own eyes is truly... utterly perverted!

"What should I wear tonight...?"

The maid in the video seems to be struggling with a decision-making dilemma.

"Oh right, the maid outfit I bought for summer, I haven't worn it since I washed it. I'll give it a try today since I finished work early."

Before falling asleep, she suddenly remembered something else.

The words spoken softly, seemingly a murmur to oneself, were actually meant to provide a reasonable explanation for one's next actions for the only audience member present.

She took out a maid outfit from the closet, which was made of a more revealing fabric than what she usually wore, and for some reason, carefully put it on with her back to the camera.

Then she slowly and deliberately put on the rest of her clothes by the bedside.

The black lace panties hugged her from her ankles all the way up, and her fingers traced the edges of the fabric to adjust them. The elastic fabric made a soft, erotic sound against her healthy body.

Her fair, delicate feet were slipped into white stockings. She lifted her skirt and carefully smoothed out every wrinkle in the stockings, striving for the most perfect look.

Finally, she simply tied her hair up and put on a black and white maid headband, and that was it.

"It fits perfectly. I'll start wearing this outfit when the weather gets warmer."

She stood on the bed, looked down at her maid outfit, and gave it a fairly satisfactory evaluation.

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around, her skirt swirling into a blooming flower.

Yuan Qianye's eyes blinked rapidly, like a camera shutter, precisely capturing the fleeting beauty.

A few strands of gold thread peeked out from the edge of the maid's dark panties, mirroring her radiant hair and displaying a youthful and healthy glow.

"My over-the-knee socks are still slipping down a bit. I guess I shouldn't try to save time and effort."

After a few cute little jumps on the bed, she immediately noticed a new problem.

She sighed as she went to the wardrobe and came back with a garter belt in her hand.

Facing the doll, the maid gently lifted her skirt, the fabric sliding smoothly upwards, gradually revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin from the base of her thighs to her lower abdomen.

However, her usually calm face was now beginning to blush slightly.

The next morning, as soon as Yuan Qianye opened his eyes, the first thing that popped into his mind was the various scenes of his special interactions with the maid the night before.

While jogging on the street in the morning, he began to reflect on whether his previous decision had been too hasty.

His original intention was simply to use the act of hiding a camera inside the doll's body to subtly convey to the maid that he was doing the same thing as her.

I also have a considerable degree of affection for her.

This also conveys the message that you are not the only one behaving out of line; I am the same, an accomplice in a sense. Therefore, you no longer need to feel unnecessary psychological pressure for secretly observing me.

Of course, the most crucial point is that he can accurately judge the extent of their relationship by observing the maid's actual reaction after discovering the situation.

He can then use this to formulate a concrete plan to take their relationship to the next level.

The idea was good, but I didn't expect it to go so far astray once it was actually implemented.

Leaving aside the fact that the maid didn't seem to get the message she wanted to convey, she even strangely regarded it as a unique upgrade gameplay that could excite her even more.

Last night, she was dressed as a maid, kneeling on the bed right in front of the camera, pretending to be completely unaware, and with such a restrained and serious expression, she made so many... erotic seductive moves!

Her purpose in doing this was to capture her specific reaction to it.

During the latter half of last night, Yuan Qianye pretended to go to sleep first, but actually used her God's Eye to clearly observe the subsequent situation on the maid's side.

After confirming that she was asleep, she took out her phone, pulled up the video she had previously recorded, and licked her clean fingers with her pink tongue. Watching the video of herself being spied on by the phone, her breathing became more and more rapid, and her expression gradually turned gloomy.

"What kind of mess is this...?"

Yuan Qianye finished the sports drink he bought from the store in one gulp, crushed the can, and accurately threw it into a trash can more than ten meters away.

He had gone to great lengths to prepare so many surprises for the maid, to make up for the birthday gifts they hadn't seen for years, and to create a romantic atmosphere that deeply moved her, all in the hopes of having a pure love affair with the maid after confirming their feelings. But instead, her one-sided and confusing actions had turned things into something so bizarre.

I want to be in a relationship with you, but you only focus on my looks and body, and use these superficial things to satisfy yourself. Is that reasonable?

Don't just think about masturbating my body, be brave and come on to me directly!

Will simply masturbating make our relationship progress?! Give me more positive motivation!

After venting his frustrations internally, Yuan Qianye sighed silently.

If it weren't for the fact that he had too many beautiful women around him, the situation was somewhat special, and there were many things he hadn't explained clearly to the maid, and he wasn't sure of her specific attitude towards it, he would have taken action long ago to bring this complicated and awkward relationship to the forefront and make things clear. Why would he wait until now and try such a roundabout method?

What a tragedy...

Given the current situation, his path to a closer relationship with the maid is still long and arduous.

Chiya spent the morning sorting out her relationship with Ai Hayasaka. She didn't have any better ideas at the moment and planned to let things take their course and take it one step at a time.

Back home, during breakfast, Shihua casually mentioned that someone from the TV station had contacted her shop to reserve a space.

Her mention of it reminded Yuan Qianye of the fact that the script for "Secret," which she had written and which had shone brightly at the school festival, had been taken by the TV station to be made into a drama series.

"The store has been doing well lately, right? Will their filming affect our normal business?" Yuan Qianye asked with concern.

Shihua shook her head: "It won't have any impact. The TV station requested that the appointment be made during the daytime."

Yuan Qianye said knowingly, "I see. Then we can just send someone to open the store and stay there to keep an eye on things."

Rikka secretly took a piece of octopus sausage from her older brother's plate, and Gen Chiya simply reached out and ruffled her hair.

Toka silently shared one of her sausages with Chiya: "That's true, but after all, it was a promotional opportunity you got for me, and it wasn't easy to come by. On that day, I still want to take a day off and go to the shop to make some dishes that will look good on camera."

"Don't make yourself too tired." In front of Rikka, Minamoto Chiya didn't dare to make any moves on the surface, but his feet under the table were already entangled with Toka's.

Shihua blushed slightly, but effortlessly broke free: "No, I'm completely enjoying it. This is the life I've always dreamed of."

“Me too.” Rikka chimed in: “Being happy every day like this is the ideal future I envision. I feel like I could live like this forever.”

"Dream on. Study hard." Shihua poured cold water on his enthusiasm: "Final exams are coming soon. If your grades don't meet the requirements, you'll be going to tutoring classes during the summer vacation."

"Eh--?"

Upon hearing this, Rikka's face immediately fell, and she immediately put on a pitiful look and cast a pleading glance at Minamoto no Chiya, but was ignored.

What a joke! When it comes to Liuhua's education, Runzi's mother has completely handed over the reins to Toka. Not to mention, his sexual happiness is also entirely in Toka's hands. How could he possibly go against Liuhua just for the sake of a cricket?

"You have more than a week to study hard for the mid-month exam. Keep up the good work and you'll pass smoothly," Yuan Qianye tried to encourage her.

"Ugh……"

Rikka had no other choice, but that was all she could do.

I'll tough it out for the next few days, so that I can have some fun once I pass my final exams.

Zongwu High School, lunch break.

In the Service Club, two senior students who had consulted about how to continue their complicated relationship received definite advice and left hand in hand, satisfied.