NIKKE, after maxing out the favorability, all the Nikkis are not right

"Am I dreaming? I actually saw the commander stacked up with Rita." Lavi adjusted the hat on her head and pinched the flesh on her thigh. She had actually imagined the intimate scene between Green and other Nikki, but Rita's words were not on her fantasy list.

"I must have woken up too early. I actually saw the Commander eating Rita's feet." Anis closed her eyes sleepily and muttered, "If this is a nightmare, please don't let me continue watching."

"Wow, an old cow eating young grass!" Nian shouted, pointing at Rita.

"Listen to my explanation, this is all the little devil's fault!"

Rita climbed down from the bed with a flushed face and told the three little ones from the counterattack force the story of what happened in the morning.

Rabbi: "So the Commander just wants to stay in bed?"

Anis: "Okay, I understand how he feels. After all, old lady Rita is a bit of a nag."

Nien: "If Master wants a kiss, why not come to me?"

"Everyone, please listen to me."

"This is just a misunderstanding."

Green solemnly took out a tissue and wiped his mouth: "But I don't want to explain too much, let's get down to business."

Facing the morning sun, Green brought Rita and the counterattack troops to the damaged building and began to repair the building.

Rita held a large construction tablet, observing it and mumbling a few words on it. "The building damage rate is 42%. The following areas require repair: the main door, foundation, seventy-two glass windows, counters, tables, display cabinets, and forty-six other items... It is recommended to tear it down and rebuild... The estimated amount of concrete required... Oh, almost there."

"I've finished the materials list. Sandy, drive a construction truck over here and load all the materials I need into the back of the truck."

"Then we're ready to play the ash."

"Okay, senior!"

Soon, Sandy drove a construction truck and transported the materials Rita needed to the outpost.

Afterwards, the two demonstrated the work efficiency of the Extraordinary Tool Force. In just a few hours, Green watched the collapsed store rise from the ground. Not only did it look brand new from the outside, but the destroyed furniture and interior inside were also perfectly reproduced.

"Oh, they are truly the Extraordinary Tool Unit."

"It seems like if we give them the materials, they can even build a Gundam!" Anis stared at the store building in front of her and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "So, when can we renovate our dormitory?"

"Anis, I've told you many times that there's nothing wrong with your dormitory's water heater, and the water pipes are working properly." Rita, sitting in the construction truck, leaned over and shouted to Anis, "At least there were no problems during the inspection!"

"But that shower won't give me hot water!"

"Maybe there's a ghost?" Nian blinked and said, "I heard that the outpost used to be a garbage dump for Nikki's remains. Maybe every time I take a shower, there's a ghost standing next to the shower, secretly adjusting the water temperature..."

Anis's face turned pale: "Don't say that! It's scary!"

Nian: "So Anis is afraid of ghosts?"

Anis: "You're not afraid, and Nian, have you forgotten that you were possessed by a ghost before?"

Nian was stunned: "Huh? When?"

"That's when we took the elevator together... Um, wait, what's that sound?" Anis was stunned for a moment and looked towards the sky in the distance. She saw several grenades leaving a beautiful trail in the sky and flying towards the maid cafe at the outpost.

boom!

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the originally intact cafe was directly blown into a rumbling and burning ruin.

"Anis, Nian, enemy attack, formation FF!"

"Wait a minute, Rabbi, the person who fired the gun seems to be someone we know!"

"Ah, who is it?"

Amidst the smoke, the culprit of all this, Privati, dressed in government uniform, slowly walked out.

Chapter 57: The Unfriendly Maid

"Privati, I knew it was you."

Anis stared at Privati with gritted teeth.

Since Marian returned to the team, Agnes's disgust with the central government has been growing.

Although cynicism is normal in her personality, the endless terrorist attacks happened to be instigated by the central government. How could Anis not hate these guys who like to speak in official language?

"Commander, I'll open fire at your command." Anis took the lead and took aim at Privati. "Is the central government ready to break off relations with us? Fine, go ahead. Whether it's Letcher or Nikki, I, Anis, will fight them all!"

"Anis, what are you doing?" Privati was startled when Anis suddenly pointed a gun at her. "I'm only here to capture a fugitive who fled to the outpost. I'm not here to fight with you!"

"Then what happened to those grenades just now?"

"The suspect is a terrorist involved in the bombing, so the central government issued a death order allowing us to use heavy firepower. I was anxious at the moment, so I fired the howitzer." Privati glanced at Green, her face a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, Commander, I really didn't mean it!"

"I assure you, I just fired a shot!"

"Who fired the other two grenades?"

"Of course it's me, the villain appears!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Dragging the bodies of two unconscious suspects, Drake walked out of the billowing smoke with a confident smile on his face.

"You're welcome, everyone."

"Although I sacrificed a building, I have arrested all the enemies!"

"Oh, it's you." Anis lowered the gun with empty eyes.

Green sighed and said, "You picked a great day to shoot. You've messed up all my plans."

Privati was stunned for a moment: "Your plan?"

Green picked up a broken piece of the sign from the ground. "It was my Valentine's Day plan. I was planning to invite Nikki and the others to the maid cafe to relax. Thanks to you two, our store was destroyed."

"Then, what should we do?"

"Can I make it up to you?" Privati asked in a low voice with a guilty look on her face.

"Well..."

"Actually, Coco and the others mentioned to me that we might be short of staff on Valentine's Day. Privati and Drake, as compensation for blowing up the cafe, you should stay and work as maids." Green pondered for a while and made a request.

"Maid?" Privati blushed. "I can't do that!"

"You kid, you actually want me to wear that kind of clothes!" Derek glared at Green: "Villains don't wear that kind of effeminate clothes!"

"But it would look good on Drake," Green said.

"Oh, I'll wear it once then." Drake nodded and agreed so perfunctorily.

When Privati heard Drake say this, she was completely confused. "What the hell? Why did you agree to this?! So now I'm the only one left?"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Privati's face flushed red. After gnashing her teeth for a long time, she managed to utter a few words: "Yes, yes, I can. After all, I am a responsible person. I will definitely take responsibility for blowing up the cafe."

“But, but!”

"But what?" Anis narrowed her eyes. "He's clearly the murderer, why are you still complaining? Increase the compensation!"

"I, I, I, I...Isn't it okay if I do it?"

"Very good, I'll call the maids over right away."

As soon as Green called, the maids who had planned to open the shop tomorrow immediately rushed to the outpost.

Coco, the head maid, gave Green a maid salute. "Good morning, Master. So, are we going to start the Valentine's Day special event early?"

Green nodded and said, "For some reason, Privati and Drake will also come to help. While there is still one day left, you can take them to further training. I will ask Rita to repair the cafe."

Keke nodded: "Okay, although time is tight, please rest assured, Master."

She turned around and called out to Privati and Drake: "Privati, and Drake, please follow me. Oh, and the master, come too."

The group walked into the still relatively intact lobby of the maid cafe.

Coco rummaged through her backpack and found a slightly tight maid outfit.

"Privati, try it on."

"The clothes may not fit well. They are spare maid outfits after all, and we don't have any more clothes on hand."

"Drake, you should be able to ask Missilis's department to design one for you, right?" Coco looked at Drake, and the villain readily agreed as always: "Of course, no problem at all!"

"Then, I'll change into it." Privati took the maid outfit and glanced at Green, who was sitting next to her drinking tea, with a nervous look on her face. "Commander, you're not going to laugh at me later, are you?"

"Of course not. Go ahead."

"Uh uh... I see."

Privati comes into the dressing room.

A few minutes later.

A blue-haired maid with twin ponytails walked out of the dressing room. Green looked up at her: she was wearing white suspender stockings, a miniskirt that was barely covering her appearance, a cat-ear-shaped maid headband on her head, and two red bows tied on the twin ponytails that hung down behind her waist. Under the light, the long white gloves on Privati's hands emitted a glossy reflection. If he could let these hands feed him, it would surely be a great blessing in his life.

"Uh uh uh..."

"Commander, don't look at me!"

Privati lowered her head shyly and covered the scenery under her skirt with her hands.

This maid outfit was obviously prepared for a petite Nikki like Coco. When worn on Privati, it can only be said to be 100% or even 90% ill-fitting. And her shy look of wanting to refuse but also to accept made her look like a maid who could treat others gently.

Privati, that's a bit unfriendly.

Green shifted his gaze from the cattail that drooped behind her to her plump, protruding breasts. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Privati, is it my illusion? I always feel that your figure is better than before?"

"Point, point, point, Commander, what are you talking about?!" Privati pursed her lips, her red face looking like steam could come out. "First, let me make it clear, I haven't changed my body. I have a good figure to begin with, it's just that the central government uniform hides it!"

Chapter 58 The Perfect Maid

"Privati's figure does look quite full." Coco waved her umbrella and stared at Privati's tight chest for a while. "Maybe it's because this spare maid outfit is mine?"

Privati covered the hem of her skirt with her hands and muttered to herself, "Uh uh uh...at least find me something that fits me."

"Soda's is fine, Ed's is fine, why does it have to be Coco's maid costume?"

"Doesn't this suit Privati?" Green stared at Privati for a long time before moving slightly away from her. "I think this maid outfit suits you perfectly."

"Commander, the skirt isn't on you, so of course you'd say that."

"......"

Privati twirled her hair around her forehead.

Although she said it was inappropriate, she felt inexplicably happy in her heart when she heard Green's praise.

Maybe this maid outfit really suits her?

Moreover, if she was a maid, she could use the name of a maid to do things that she could not normally do, such as going to Green's house to help him clean the house, wash his underwear, and do other things that she would not dare to do normally.

Of course!

She was forced to do this, it wasn't something Privati wanted to do herself.

Privati was lost in her fantasy when Coco reached out and poked her waist. "Privati, stop standing there. Come with me and learn the basic etiquette of a maid."

"Ah, I get it! After all, isn't a maid's job to serve food? I can do that without any training!"

"Well, although technically speaking, maids are considered waiters, there are still many rules besides just serving dishes. Privati, try practicing on the commander first and change the address."

"call?"

"Yes, from now on, you have to call him Master."

"Master... Master? How can I even say this!"

"But this is a compulsory course for maids, Privati." Coco narrowed her eyes and said gently, "And since you're talking to the Commander, it shouldn't be that difficult, right? After all, everyone knows that you're very good to the Commander..."

"Who, who said that!"

"I don't, I don't... to the Commander!!"

"I haven't said what the feeling is, Privati."

"Uh uh uh..."

Privati, who was standing by the table, bit her teeth lightly. After a long moment of hesitation, she turned her head and walked to Green's table, calling out in a thin, mosquito-like voice, "Master... Master, Master, Master..."

Green looked at her: "Master what?"