Chapter 6: The Maid Bathes with the Ojou-sama
“What am I doing?”
I slip off my uniform blouse and let my skirt fall to the floor, then reach behind to unhook my bra.
“While I’m wondering that myself, what exactly are you doing, Maritsuji-san?”
“Huh? Ah, pardon me.”
One suspicious girl stands there, staring intently at the sight. Maritsuji Anri—I’d thought she was the very embodiment of refined elegance. But staring at someone while they’re changing? Seems her basic manners aren’t quite up to par after all.
“Why don’t you hurry up and undress too?”
“Y-yes.”
Here we are in the changing room of the bath at the Maritsuji Family Kantō Estate. Having finished our study session, now—for some inexplicable reason—I’m undressing alongside Maritsuji-san.
“Should I have invited Kiyomiya-san as well?”
“If you did that, Keiji-kun wouldn’t leave here alive, would he?”
There’s no way he could see the naked body of an unmarried Maritsuji family ojou-sama and escape unscathed.
“The Maritsuji family maintains a tradition of handling everything calmly,” she explained. “Thanks to that, they say we’ve come this far without accumulating much wealth.”
“Would a family that’s merely calm last a thousand years…?”
“Did you say something?”
“Nothing at all.”
They probably made things proceed smoothly with silent pressure, even without resorting to direct violence. I’d heard they have favors owed by both the Kiyomiya and Toyohara families—perhaps they grasped weaknesses through means better left unspoken?
“No, more than that… i-it’s a bit embarrassing, isn’t it?”
“Don’t worry about it. I have no interest in your body.”
At my words, Maritsuji-san’s eyebrows twitched ever so slightly. Embarrassed to be seen, yet apparently displeased at not being of interest either. Maritsuji-san removes her blouse and slips off her long skirt. As expected of the pure and elegant Maritsuji-san—white camisole, white panties. It was obvious even through her clothes, but she’s not just petite; she’s quite slender in build overall, with little flesh and only the faintest swelling at her chest.
“My chest was bigger than that when I was in first year of middle school…”
“I heard that clearly, you know?”
“Just self-talk. Don’t mind it.”
I brush it off smoothly, remove my own underwear, wrap a towel around myself, and enter the bathing area first.
“Wah, it’s amazing…”
“It’s our pride and joy. That’s why I invited you, Hisaka-san.”
Maritsuji-san follows me in, carefully hiding her chest with her towel—perhaps stung by my earlier ridicule. That pride and joy of hers is indeed splendid. Beyond the spacious washing area stands an impressive large hinoki bath that could easily fit five people at once. A huge window dominates one wall, offering a view of a magnificent garden that incorporates the natural landscape.
“…The scenery is beautiful, but isn’t it completely visible from outside? Is this a one-way mirror?”
“No servants enter the area where the bath is visible. There are security cameras just in case, though.”
“That’s reassuring.”
Though I say that, some anxiety lingers. It’s practically an open-air bath—if someone had improper thoughts, they could easily peek in. Still, showing an anxious face in front of Maritsuji-san is something I want to avoid. I feign indifference, wash my body, and settle into the hinoki bath first.
“Ahh… the water temperature is just perfect.”
My first time in a hinoki bath, but the fragrance is lovely—not bad at all. The view of the expansive garden through the large window fills me with a sense of openness.
“Hisaka-san, pardon me as well.”
“……”
Maritsuji-san removes her towel and enters the hinoki bath. Seeing her fully naked makes her appear even thinner. Short stature, chest almost nonexistent—
“Why does this girl have so much sex appeal…?”
“Huh?”
“You have a bewitching allure that ensnares men, don’t you?”
“You followed up with an attack without even trying to cover it up!?”
“Ah, sorry. That was a slip of the tongue.”
I accidentally voiced my thoughts. Her figure resembles a first-year middle schooler’s, yet strangely, an overflowing sensuality emanates from her that unsettles me. I’m still quite immature myself.
“Ahh… this is lovely hot water, isn’t it? It would’ve been nice if Kiyomiya-san had joined us.”
“He wouldn’t bathe together…”
The one Maritsuji-san originally invited to the bath was Keiji-kun, after all—to heal the fatigue from our long study session.
“I’d like Kiyomiya-san to soak in our pride and joy even by himself.”
“They say the bath is the optimal place for assassination.”
“Y-you suspect such a thing? I’m not targeting Kiyomiya-san’s life!”
“You can’t bring weapons into the bath, and since you’re naked, the vital spots are easy to identify, right?”
“Isn’t your thinking that of an assassin!?”
She seems genuinely shocked. Maritsuji Anri… she might be unexpectedly naive.
“It’s a joke. Entering a bath at a female classmate’s house would normally be embarrassing, right?”
“Well, that’s adorab—I mean, yes, that’s what’s nice about gentlemen.”
Maritsuji-san looks delighted. Is Keiji-kun’s embarrassment really that cute…?
“…Hisaka-san’s breasts aren’t cute at all.”
“Don’t suddenly direct your ire at me.”
“Ah, pardon me. Still, those two masses… they look heavy.”
Maritsuji-san fixes me with a gaze like she’s looking at something distasteful.
“Yours look light and carefree. Having big ones comes with all sorts of troubles, you know.”
“…This is the traditional, dignified Japanese woman’s physique.”
Perhaps feeling embarrassed, Maritsuji-san sinks deeper into the water.
“What does Kiyomiya-san prefer… um, women with large chests or small ones?”
“Isn’t he fine with any woman?”
“He’s not that indiscriminate!”
“Who knows? Even so, he’s a healthy male high schooler. I work as a maid, but he steals glances at my chest and thighs all the time.”
“P-perv…”
Despite possessing that mysterious allure, she seems vulnerable to topics about the opposite sex. That’s what makes her so sly…
“N-no, I also know a bit about gentlemen. If there’s a lewd maid nearby, it’s unavoidable that his eyes would wander. I’ll permit it.”
“Who’s the lewd maid here?”
The pervy one is Keiji-kun, not me.
“Well, such talk is beside the point anyway. I’m merely a maid. Bathing together with an Ojou-sama is presumptuous of me.”
“That’s right, normally I wouldn’t bathe with a servant. But strangely, with you, I’ve naturally accepted it.”
“……”
Could it be she’s noticed the Kiyomiya blood flowing in me? Maritsuji’s mother seems to have investigated as far as me being a servant’s daughter, but…
“Ah, that’s it.”
“What?”
“About my naked body… p-please don’t tell Kiyomiya-san, okay? Like how my breasts are this small, or my bottom is small too.”
“As a maid, if my master orders me to report, I have no right to refuse.”
“H-how much should I pay you?”
“It’s a joke. The way you immediately resort to bribery is frightening.”
“…I was joking too. I wouldn’t bribe a classmate.”
“Of course. Let’s end the conversation here—let me enjoy the bath.”
I lean deeply against the edge of the bathtub and let my body relax.
“Yes, since it’s such a fine bath. Moreover…”
“What?”
“Bathing together with someone hasn’t happened since I was a child. And with a girl my same age… even during the school trip when we stayed at a hotel, I was too embarrassed and bathed alone in my room.”
“If it’s me, I’ll join you anytime.”
“Eh…”
“Though I might describe your entire body, from the top of your head to the tips of your toes, using the full extent of my expressive abilities to Keiji-kun.”
“Th-that, please wait until I’ve grown to at least a C cup!”
“……”
So she’s currently a B cup and still hoping to grow, huh. This is valuable information.
“Well, today I owe you for teaching Keiji-kun, so I’ll grant your request.”
“…Thank you.”
Maritsuji-san seems dissatisfied but appears to have accepted it. My naked interaction with her went fairly well, I suppose. The master is still unreliable, so I need to handle communications with the people around him like this. I’m seriously serving Keiji-kun as a maid—working diligently even in places the master can’t see is a maid’s duty, right?
