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

Green glanced at the little girl next to him, Bestie. Her short silver-gray hair, black military cap and jacket, and her ordinary attire revealed a hint of melancholy. But no one could have imagined that such a petite girl like Nikki was the special forces' most powerful ace.

Even the usually strict President Ingrid found it hard to find fault with Bestie and praised her as a natural SSR-level.

But just like there is no perfect thing in the world, Bestie is a little socially anxious and a bit withdrawn. If it were an ordinary day, she would definitely not come to such a noisy party, but today is Valentine's Day.

Bestie clasped her hands together and held the small box tightly in her arms.

This is the chocolate she made with all her heart, filled with the loving yet timid affection of a young girl in love.

No matter what, she had to deliver this heavy gift to Green's injured body in person.

Bestie took a deep breath cautiously, hesitated for a moment, and then timidly handed Green her gift: "Um, um... Commander, I prepared a gift for you. Please, please accept it."

"Thank you, Bestie. This is my return gift."

Green also took out a gift box from the package he was carrying.

Bestie took his gift, her eyes shining as if there were stars.

"Commander, thank you, thank you..."

"You're welcome, Bestie."

Green and Bestie chatted for a while and then left.

After walking a little further away, Green opened Bestie's gift box and took a look. In addition to the chocolates, there was also a note in the box. On it was written in large black ink: "Please love me forever."

What a heavy gift.

Green gently put the small lid of the gift box back on.

Through this note, he gained a deeper understanding of Bestine's socially anxious, slightly gloomy and violent personality.

After putting Bestie's gift box into his small bag, Green received a lot of gifts one after another. The package, which was originally a bit shriveled, was soon filled with various chocolates and some miscellaneous things after he walked around.

Until the night deepened.

Many Nikkis had returned to their posts early because they still had work to do, and soon the busy cafe was left with only a bunch of idle people.

"Hey, man, it's so boring just sitting here eating and drinking coffee. Let's go to the boxing ring and have a fight!" Milk was lying on the sofa and extended an olive branch to Green at the table next to him.

"Milk, are you such a fool? Who goes out to box on Valentine's Day?" Anis, who was also slumped on the sofa, rolled her eyes at Milk and said, "It's so hard to have a holiday. I'd rather lie in bed with the person I like all day than go out and fool around and spend money."

"What nonsense, Anis? Valentine's Day is the time to exercise!" Milk showed off her not-so-strong biceps. "Life lies in exercise. Even on holidays, we should have a thrilling boxing match."

"Imagine yourself standing in the boxing ring, killing everyone, with the audience cheering for you. Wouldn't you feel excited?"

"I can't." Anis said with a twitch of her lips, "I'd rather stay at home and drink carbonated water."

"Anis, you're truly a complete villain." Drake walked past their sofa carrying a plate of steaming omelet rice. She turned to glance at Anis and grumbled, "You're lazy, morally corrupt, and a complete nihilist. No one is more suitable to join my villain alliance than you. What do you think? Do you want to reconsider?"

"what?"

"I don't want to!" Anis rolled her eyes and tried to defend herself: "Also, what do you mean by a morally corrupt nihilist? I'm a very moral person, okay?"

"Well, you really can't judge a person by his appearance."

"Drake, for a moment I couldn't tell whether you were praising me or insulting me."

While everyone was chatting, Privati hurried across the table carrying two plates.

"Oh, I'm so busy!"

"Why didn't anyone tell me being a maid was so busy!!"

"Commander, the cake you ordered is here...Ahhhh!"

Boom!

Privati slipped and not only fell on Green, but the whole cake on the plate also flew into the air, and finally with a "plop", it accurately smeared Green's face and clothes.

"..."

"Privati, thank you for your Valentine's Day gift." Green spread a piece of cream with his finger and tasted it. It was quite delicious. It would have been even better if it hadn't been all over his face.

"No, no, Commander, I just slipped!" Privati's face turned red.

She wanted to show Green her elegant working posture.

I didn't expect that everything would be messed up.

"Uh uh uh..."

"I'm so sorry, I'll clean it up for you right away."

"No need to wipe it. I'll go back to the command center to change into a spare set of clothes." Green stood up from his seat and walked out the door with his face covered with cream and cake crumbs.

But after taking a few steps, Privati hurriedly chased after him.

"I'm sorry, Commander, I really didn't mean to do that! And why did you leave in the middle of the meal? I haven't even had time to give you my gift yet!" She grabbed Green's hand, not wanting him to leave without her permission. "I have to go back with you."

"As your maid, helping you clean is part of my job."

Chapter 63: Privati, the Submissive Girl

Back in the commander's room, Green was about to wipe his face when Privati came over with a basin of water and a towel. "Commander, let me help you wipe it. After all, it was my own fault. Just sit on the chair."

Green nodded.

Since the maid said so, he might as well enjoy it for a while.

Wow...

Privati wrung out the soaked towel and wiped the cream off Green's face. As she did so, she asked, "Commander, how do you feel?"

“It’s like being massaged by a polar bear.”

Green felt that his face was about to be swollen from being rubbed by Privati.

"S-Sorry, I forgot Nikki is stronger than the average person!"

"I'll hold back a bit." Privati quickly gathered some strength. After wiping the cream off Green's face, she asked, "Is there anything else you need me to do, Commander?"

"Please, please give me your orders."

"After all, you said before that you wanted me to be your personal maid..."

When saying this, Privati was still a little embarrassed.

She grabbed the hem of her skirt with one hand and placed the other hand awkwardly behind her back. Perhaps because of shame, her voice sounded weak and mosquito-like.

Green thought about it and felt that there was nothing she needed to do, so she said casually: "Just do what you should do. I'm going to take a shower and wash off the cream on my body."

"What should I do?"

"Okay, okay!"

"Go ahead and take a shower!"

Green nodded, took off his clothes, found a set of clean clothes from the closet, and walked into the bathroom.

beep.

crunch...

Along with the sounds of electronic touch screens and switches being turned, the sound of water splashing could be heard in the bathroom.

Privati pricked up her ears, listening to the sounds in the bathroom, and her thoughts drifted away.

So, what exactly is a maid supposed to do?

Hmm, it seems there is nowhere to clean at this time of night.

However, it seems I can take this opportunity to investigate the Commander's preferences.

Privati has always been a man of action, she does what she wants to do.

She walked to Green's desk and looked through his belongings. Soon, Privati found a photography magazine that Green read most often - "No Entry Without D" - from a pile of documents.

"Wow, what kind of photography magazine is this? It's so obscene!"

"Why are these women's breasts so big?" Privati blushed as she flipped through the magazine. "So the Commander likes this body type? Phew, luckily I modified my body a while ago. Even though it only enlarged my breasts a little, at least I can still compete with these big-breasted women."

"Well..."

"Should I go bigger?" Privati was troubled. "But custom-made bodies are expensive. Besides, making the breasts too big doesn't seem to be a good idea."

"Forget it, let's talk about it next time."

"Oh, what is this? A limited edition mug for Noyce fans?" Privati picked up a blue and pink mug and exclaimed in surprise, "This is limited to one thousand mugs in the entire Ark. I couldn't get one last time!"

"But, I haven't heard that the Commander is a fan of Noyce?"

Privati rubbed her chin, lost in doubt.

She seemed to have heard vaguely that the famous female singer Noyce in the Ark often went in and out of the outpost in the name of collecting materials, and she didn't know what was attracting him there.

Well...

So, is their relationship really that good?

Privati put down the cup and helped Green tidy up the clothes scattered on the bed and put them back into the closet one by one.

"The commander's clothes smell quite nice."

"Is this the smell of perfume? Or is it the smell of laundry detergent?" Privati put the clothes away and glanced at the bench outside the bathroom. Green's dirty clothes that he had just taken off were neatly placed there, waiting to be put into the washing machine and washed thoroughly tomorrow.

Privati didn't know what she was thinking.

She walked to the pile of clothes as if possessed by a ghost and grabbed Green's boxer shorts with both hands.

"Commander, you're wearing grey underwear, huh? I'll make a note of that too."

"..."

"I don't know why, but I suddenly want to smell it."

Privati, obsessed with the idea, put her nose to the gray shorts and sniffed them gently. Then she suddenly woke up and put the panties back with a blushing face: "Wait, wait a minute, what am I doing?!"

"Doing this to men's underwear..."

"Am I, am I confused?"

"......"

Privati stared at the underwear on the chair. Although in her stereotype, boys' clothes should be smelly, Green's clothes smelled unexpectedly good.

She couldn't describe what the smell was.

But I always feel like I'm a little bit high.

How about smelling it for a while longer?

Wait, this isn't about smelling.

She did this to find out Green's hobbies and understand his favorite clothing brands, not because Privati was a prostitute!

After finding a plausible excuse for herself, Privati grabbed Green's shirt again and put it in front of her nose to smell it.

At this moment, Green, who was halfway through taking a shower, pushed open the door and suddenly walked out of the bathroom.

Privati, who was holding a shirt, and Green, who was wearing nothing, just stood there in a daze, watching each other's actions.

"Referring to, Commander?"

"Privati?"

"Commander, wait, wait a minute, let me explain. I just want to put this dirty clothes into the washing machine! Don't think of it in the wrong way. Also, why are you not wearing any clothes? Put on your clothes and come out. That, that thing... is exposed!" Privati covered her red face with both hands. Although she said not to look, her fingers still revealed a gap, and she couldn't help but want to take a peek.

"Oh, sorry, I realized I forgot my underwear when I was halfway through washing. By the way, my underwear is in the second drawer under the wardrobe. Please help me get it, Privati." Green retreated into the bathroom, stretched out a hand and waved to Privati.

"Okay, I'll get it now."

"But seriously, Commander, how could you be so careless? You actually walked out of there without wearing anything. It really scared me!" Privati took out a pair of blue underwear from the drawer, then walked to the door and handed Green's underwear over.

"Privati, would you mind rubbing my back again?"

"Eh?"

Green said this, then reached out his hand and pulled her into the bathroom.

Chapter 64: Private for You

Green and Privati had a great time bathing together.