Macho Harem Paradise Project

"Yes."

Sakuya was sensitive enough to notice that the other person's gaze stayed on her calves and chest for a longer period of time, and she came to a conclusion that made her unsure whether she should be happy or not.

This brother-in-law, whom he had regarded as a sister, seemed to be a... somewhat lustful person.

If that's the case, then be careful.

A maid must never have any relationship with her master, as this is tantamount to having an affair. This is the rule for being a maid, an iron law.

Although the aura and some indescribable things he exuded were strongly attracting her, Sakuya was a little surprised. She spent the whole day with her maids and Satira and had never had any thoughts about men, but she actually had some strange feelings at this time.

If she hadn't met him, Sakuya would have doubted whether she was a lesbian.

In a country like Gustiko, where the majority of the population is elves and the elves are a group with more females than males, homosexuality is actually very common.

Just as the two were secretly inquiring about each other, they heard some clattering sounds of footsteps.

"Sakuya-nee, is he here?"

,,,the air was frozen.

Saint Satira, who was wearing somewhat loose pajamas and looked even more slender under the loose pajamas, strode out of the bedroom and happened to meet the eyes of the two people in the living room.

Izayoi Sakuya's brows twitched. She was afraid of encountering such an embarrassing situation, so she used her ability to change her clothes, and then dispersed the guards as quickly as possible. Only then was she able to receive Yangming Shuichi in her most perfect condition, but she still missed a step.

This saint is actually a bit thick-skinned.

Or maybe it's just a lack of common sense.

The education the cult gave her focused more on politics, control of her own magic power, etiquette and so on.

But only Sakuya, who was with her day and night, understood that she was a little lady who could hardly take care of herself.

"what?"

Satila widened her eyes and looked carefully at the man who was looking at her at the dining table.

Isn’t he the man who looked into my eyes at noon and made me secretly feel some affection for him?

It happened so fast, only a few minutes after the oracle was issued, he was already here, sitting here tasting Sakuya's black tea.

"Ah, good evening..."

"Well, good evening, Lady Saint."

Yang Mingxiu nodded with a smile. The other party seemed to be a young lady who was young and inexperienced in the world. She was not only polite but also very generous.

The loose pajamas were a bit thin. Through the thin fabric, he could clearly see two small and delicate bulges hanging on the chest, while the other party was still standing there stupidly without any intention of blocking or being shy.

Didn't realize it, or didn't understand what it meant?

At this moment, Sakuya walked quickly forward and came right in front of Satira, blocking Yangming Shuichi's sight.

This is why you are ignorant, head maid.

Seeing that the benefits were gone, Yang Mingxiu lowered his head and stopped looking at the still silly saint, and began to drink black tea.

A large amount of energy was given to the god of Gustiko. Now, as soon as he arrived, he saw such a wonderful scene by himself, and the power of life began to become particularly active.

"Lady Saint, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Sister Sakuya, I can't sleep..."

Satila still didn't understand the meaning of the other person blinking at her, and her soft voice told the truth.

"Then go change your clothes first."

Sakuya also held her forehead in her hands secretly. This was the disadvantage of having almost no contact with men. This saint lady probably had no idea of her own situation.

Exposed!

It was so rude that Sakuya decided to tutor her on physiology herself in secret, otherwise it would be so embarrassing if the man saw this scene.

"Hmm! Okay..."

In this way, she was pushed by her head maid and entered the bedroom.

"Master Yangming, please wait a moment. Your room is being cleaned up and you will be able to have a good rest soon."

It's thoughtful of you to take care of yourself before entering the door.

The young man nodded. The way these two masters and servants got along was very interesting. It reminded him of Latifa and Sento Jūrei.

It is also a very interesting picture when the master and the servant, who have completely different personalities, are placed on the bed together.

. . . . . .

"Lady Satira, haven't you discovered it yet?"

"What did you find?"

Satila was still immersed in the shock of knowing that the man was her future husband. She had been about to let go of the phantom-like excitement of the day, but now it was suddenly brought back to her and she felt a strange sense of split.

"Why,,"

Sakuya pointed at her own chest, then pointed at her chest.

"how,,"

Following the movement, she looked down.

Oh, it turns out there is a bulge.

?389 Shatila

Convex,,,

"Well!!!"

Blushing, she immediately covered her clothes with her hands.

No wonder he had been staring at his chest with strange eyes just now!!!

She is indeed reckless, but that doesn't mean she has no common sense at all.

Otherwise, you wouldn't understand that the strange mood you feel during the day is what it's like to be in love.

“Ah…ah…what should I do!”

She was panicking. She had just embarrassed herself in front of her future husband, the marriage partner chosen by God himself. Now she just wished there was a way to start over.

It's not her fault. There won't be any opposite sex in the place where the saint lives. This also means that as long as she sleeps, her vigilance as a woman will be greatly reduced.

"Anyway, let's change our clothes first."

"Change clothes...are you still going out to see him? Woo woo..."

She let out a cry like a baby animal.

"If you had stayed in the room, I could have said that you had rested, and it wouldn't have been strange to see you tomorrow. But you've already shown up, and if I go out now and say that you've rested and it's inconvenient for you to see people..."

"That gentleman seems to be easy to get along with, but he can't help but think you are a very arrogant person. He just came out to talk and say hello, but now he has retreated back to his room."

"But..."

Satila was completely panicked. The naive girl made a fool of herself in front of her crush. Anyone would want to find a hole to crawl into.

"It's okay. From what I've observed, he won't mind what just happened."

"Really??"

"Should be fine."

At this moment, Sakuya Izayoi had the heavy feeling of raising a child. She had to take care of her emotions and slowly guide her onto the right path.

She was not lying. Based on the young man's performance just now, he would definitely not hate it. No man would feel uncomfortable with such beautiful scenery. He must be feeling happy.

In short, he coaxed her patiently while helping the already panicked Satila to change her clothes step by step.

Even if they were of the same sex, they had to avoid suspicion, so Sakuya turned her back, waited for Satira to put on her clothes and then turned around, and considerately helped her straighten her untidy neckline.

"Do I look okay now?"

Satila still looked at herself uncertainly, afraid that she might have been rude in some way.

"No problem, she is a perfect saint."

The two of them walked one in front and one behind. Sakuya followed the saint steadily, one and a half steps behind her. Seeing that she no longer had that panicked look and her face was as pure and sweet as ever, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had no abnormal reaction.

Coming to the dining table in the living room, Yang Ming Xiuyi was looking at the surrounding environment boredly.

When two beauties, one big and one small, came before him, he stood up and looked at them with a smile.

"Hello Mr. Yangming, I am Shatila, the Saint of the Holy Order of Gustiko."

It was as if the embarrassment just now had never happened. Satira kept in mind the psychological counseling that Sakuya gave her. After all, he was her future husband, so it didn't matter even if he saw it, hmm.

This will encourage yourself.

But the faint blush on her face could not be hidden, and Yangming Xiuyi also felt fond of the cute performance of this little beauty.

What a cute little guy.

"Hello, Saint. I am Yangming Xiuyi, a great sage from Lugnica."

The young man stretched out his hand and said this. The etiquette of shaking hands is applicable in any era and does not appear humble or flattering.

"Mr. Yangming, are you very strong?"

Shatila was melancholy for a moment, then stretched out her little hand and held his.

“It should be very big.”

Hmm, it's so warm.

Satira is also an elf, and also a person with the gift of protection. She is the darling of the world.

But the more talented and powerful a woman is, the more likely she is to be attracted to Yangming Shuichi when she comes into contact with him.

This man has become some kind of poison when it comes to this kind of thing, or it’s not an exaggeration to call him a male succubus.

Izayoi Sakuya witnessed the tragedy in front from behind.

Yes, this scene must be a tragedy, extremely tragic.

Satila did have a lot of knowledge about communication etiquette, but it was obvious that she lacked experience in communicating with men.

In the past, she mostly just had to stand aside with a blank expression, and Sakuya could handle many social situations by herself.

But this person is different. She can't go up and help communicate with her fiancé herself.

That's nothing.

So I just watched Shatira's awkward conversation and the smiling young man.

The perfect and elegant head maid confirmed one thing at this time.

This man is kind of evil-minded.

However, matters of love and marriage are personal issues, and she is a servant. No matter how kind and intimate her master is to her and how close their relationship is, she cannot forget her duties. If she does the above things without permission, she will be retaliated against sooner or later. Today, she may be spoiled because of the other party's favor, but one day when the favor is exhausted, she will be doomed because of the offense.

"Eh? Isn't Mr. Yangming from this world?"

"Well, I am here because of some duty."

"So, does that mean Mr. Yangming will come back sooner or later?"

"Yes."

After refilling the two people's empty cups of tea, Sakuya observed their interaction calmly. This man gave people a feeling of being strong and majestic and not easy to get close to, but during the interaction, she found that he was particularly talkative.

From the beginning, Duanli was sitting at her seat, but now both of them are leaning against the table, and the distance between them has inadvertently gotten closer.

This man is very good at dealing with women.

For no reason, Sakuya made a judgment on her own.

Yang Mingxiu talked to the other party with a smile, and occasionally made Shatila laugh.

Those slightly sweet desserts are not the taste of young people. It’s okay to have one piece occasionally, but if you eat too much, you will feel sick of it.

The little beauty in front of him was also making him feel full. As the saying goes, beauty is a feast to the eyes, and this adjective is by no means an exaggeration. Yangming watched Satira sip her black tea, her various reactions to the exquisite craftsmanship of the dignified head maid, her curved eyebrows and her raised lips because of his conversation and knowledge, and every expression was full of flavor.

"This tastes good, try it."

Yang Mingxiu stretched out his hand and handed over a piece of something that looked like a cookie.