“Master? What the hell is that? And who’s the pervert here?” Shuichi Chiba couldn’t help but frown, then pondered for a moment. “As for what you were saying about teacher Nagase… eborate.”

  “Master, if I cooperate with you, will the little maid receive any rewards?” Tsuki Akiyama licked her lips, her eyes full of expectation.

  “e here.” Shuichi Chiba sat up straight in his chair, being her over.

  Tsuki Akiyama lifted her skirt and took small steps toward him.

  “Lie down.” Shuichi Chiba poio his legs, signalio rest on them.

  Obediently, Tsuki Akiyama y dowomach pressed tightly against his leg. This position made her uniform skirt slightly rise.

  However, she already uood what was about to happen.

  “As a little maid, you talk while serving your master. It seems you o be punished severely.” Shuichi Chiba rolled his wrists.

  He raised his hand and smacked Tsuki's ass.

  “Smack.” Shuichi hit her ass hard with his hand while Tsuki put her hands on her mouth to stop any voice.

  …

  …

  …

  A few mier, Tsuki Akiyama covered her ass, sav the experience she just had and feeling satisfied. “Isn’t it time to check the maid outfit now?”

  “Let’s skip it for today. Tomorrow night, maybe.” Shuichi Chiba felt that he had been busy enough today and needed a break; otherwise, he would end up fug her now but she wasn’t his priority now.

  Once Ogawa's sister showed more results, perhaps he could indulge more freely.

  “Alright…” Tsuki Akiyama felt a bit disappointed; she thought that after going out of her way to buy a maid outfit, tonight would be quite thrilling.

  However, this kind of teasing approach also gave her a unique feeling, making her heart tingle as if ants were crawling all over her.

  “Let’s go to my pce for dihen. My mom has already prepared it a me to call you.”

  Upon hearing this, Shuichi Chiba suddenly had a thought. Was the ramen shop's bonus effect just about being delicious? Could there be nutritional bes as well?

  Aside from the basi of filling one’s stomach, food should prioritize nutrition and fvht?

  If there were nutritional effects… could he e up with a dietary pn for Akiyama’s mom to prepare for him every day?

  That seemed promising…

  With the ramen shop's 50% effect boost, bined with the gym’s 30% boost, he should be able to transform his body quite rapidly.

  “By the way, about… this m’s situation, thank you.” Tsuki Akiyama suddenly appeared a bit shy, turning her head away unfortably.

  This was so different from her usual cool demeanor and the strange behavior she dispyed in private.

  “M? Train rewards?” Shuichi Chiba was momentarily fused and asked in puzzlement.

  “That was great too, but I’m talking about the promotional work for the opening now.” Tsuki Akiyama’s expression swuween being quirky and awkward.

  “Oh.” Shuichi Chiba suddenly realized that Akiyama’s mom’s sense of belonging was reted to this matter. Since she had received help, did that tribute to her feeling of belonging?

  It seemed that the ways to enhance a sense of belonging were quite varied...

  “How did you hahe promotional work? I just arranged for someoo take care of it, so I’m not clear oails.” He inquired.

  “It’s normal for a young master like you to not be ed about such matters.” Tsuki Akiyama teased lightly.

  “Today a woman came to the shop to speak with my mom and discussed the promotional pn, including the necessary materials and photos. Everything was arranged quite well…”

  “Was there any additional charge?” Shuichi Chiba probed.

  “No.” Tsuki Akiyama replied, giving him a puzzled look. “She said the payment had already been made. Don’t you know about this?”

  Shuichi Chiba waved her over to stand in front of him and then pyfully spped her on her small ass.

  “You’re calling me ‘young master,’ do you really think I’d care about such trivial matters? I just give a casual order a someone else ha.” Shuichi Chiba replied casually.

  “Uh-huh…” Tsuki Akiyama’s eyes sparkled with a sense of joy, her legs trembling slightly. However, her face wore a stubborn expression, as if she were enduring humiliation for the sake of her family. “I-I was wrong; the little maid shouldn’t question the young master…”

  Hiss...

  Shuichi Chiba felt a surge of excitement rising within him, almost overwhelming him with the urge to pin her dht then and there. This ‘M’ student cil president always knew how to provoke him; surely, Fumika would be exhausted from putting out all the fires.

  “Let’s eat; don’t start ag crazy here.” Shuichi Chiba felt his stomach rumbling and decided not to think too much about it. Filling his stomach came first.

  Before leaving, Tsuki Akiyama pulled a ste bag from her backpad left it with Shuichi Chiba.

  This was the newly bought maid outfit, and she had no pce to store it at home where it could easily be discovered. It would be better to ge into it here when needed.

  Shuichi Chiba didn’t think much of it and headed straight to eat.

  As he desded the stairs, he suddenly remembered about the photo for Sayuki, so he asked Tsuki Akiyama, “Does your family’s ramen shop serve alcohol?”

  “suki Akiyama shook her head.

  “Then never mind.” Shuichi Chiba said without surprise. It was unon for ramen shops in this area to serve alcohol; dining and drinking were usually kept separate.

  If one wao drink, they typically chose an izakaya.

  Moreover, with the three women in the Akiyama household, it would be problematic if ers got drunk.

  “Do you want to drink?”

  Tsuki Akiyama couldn’t help but start guessing what kind of py would require alcohol. Was the pn to get someone drunk? Sihe strange drugs couldn’t be used, would alcohol have a simir effebsp;

  Thinking this repared for her, she immediately became ied. “Although my family’s ramen shop doesn’t sell aly mom occasionally drinks fruity cocktails. I could sneak a couple of s out; with her fetfulness, she probably wouldn’t notice.”

  “Then bring me a tonight.” Shuichi Chiba was quite pleased; that would save him the extra hassle.

  Seeing Tsuki Akiyama happily agree, Shuichi Chiba wondered what had her so excited and then added, “Think of a way for your mom to add some goji berries to my breakfast tomorrow, or she could make it into a tea; either way works.”

  He would figure out the food therapy ter, but for now, he wahe goji berries included. It was better to pn ahead; failing to prepare reparing to fail.

  “Goji berries?” Tsuki Akiyama seemed a bit fused. “Do you like eating those?”

  Shuichi Chiba gave her a sma her ass again. “Just do as you’re told, little maid; don’t ask too many questions.”

  “Okay…” Tsuki Akiyama obediently closed her mouth but felt exhirated. Would she still get a smack if she asked agaiime?

  Shuichi Chiba had no idea that his as were creating a reverse effect…