"Suzune~"
A sweet, soft voice rang out.
Just from the voice, one could tell that the speaker was probably a cute girl.
But when that cute face leaned closer, Horikita's sharp glare immediately sent her back.
"Didn't I tell you to go back to your own room for a few days? Why haven't you packed yet?"
To punish Amane, Horikita had deliberately told her to move back to her own dorm, but Amane had procrastinated packing for ages and then shamelessly came to Horikita's room to act spoiled.
"No way~ I want to sleep with Suzune."
Amane clasped her hands in front of her chest, her expression full of anticipation, and her big eyes sparkled.
"The door is over there."
Horikita's reply, however, was exceptionally simple.
"Wuwuwu, Suzune, I can't live without you!"
Seeing this, Amane immediately unleashed her ultimate move, throwing herself onto Horikita.
Then, she shamelessly hugged Horikita and pressed herself against her.
But Horikita had learned her lesson this time.
She immediately delivered a 'love punishment' to Amane, who was clinging to her like an octopus.
This instantly broke Amane's spoiled offensive.
"Wuwuwu."
"Fake crying won't work either."
Amane wiped away the tears stimulated by onion juice.
Has Horikita's level gotten this high now?
This is a bit tricky.
"Bring out whatever other tricks you have."
Horikita crossed her arms, looking exceptionally confident.
This confidence stemmed from her understanding of Amane.
Having spent almost two months together, Horikita believed she knew Amane inside and out.
"It seems there's only one move left."
Amane clenched her small fists.
Then she ran to the wardrobe, picked through some clothes, and quickly ran into the bathroom with an outfit in her arms.
No matter what she wore, Horikita declared that she wouldn't be moved in the slightest.
Horikita's lips curved into a slight smile, and she even poured herself a cup of tea.
Not long after, the bathroom door opened.
Just as she was about to see how Amane planned to resist next.
She heard a voice that melted her to the bone.
"Master~"
Amane, in a limited edition maid outfit with black and white accents and lace trim.
Stunned Horikita.
"W-what are you doing?"
Horikita had never seen such a scene and was completely dumbfounded.
"Master~ I am your exclusive maid, and you can do a-ny-thing to me~"
Amane winked at Horikita.
Horikita frantically averted her gaze.
Oh no.
She felt like she couldn't handle this.
Amane noticed Horikita's aura weakening.
She walked straight up to Horikita.
Then, she sat on Horikita's lap.
Feeling the weight on her legs.
Horikita suddenly snapped awake.
She was about to get up and put some distance between herself and Amane.
However, because she was sitting kneeling, Amane's weight prevented her from getting up.
Looking at Horikita's hands, which had nowhere to go.
Amane smiled.
She took Horikita's hands, placing one around her waist and the other on her leg, which was clad in black over-the-knee socks.
"Suzune, are you still going to kick me out? Hmm, it seems a bit warm in here."
Amane gently rested her head on Horikita's shoulder.
Her fingertips lightly slid across Horikita's body.
Exuding extreme ambiguity.
"Get up quickly! What kind of behavior is this?"
She was flustered.
A trace of triumph flashed quickly in Amane's eyes.
"I am being improper, yes, but it's only for my Suzune to see. I love Suzune the most."
Amane actively pecked Horikita's cheek.
Compared to her usual behavior, Amane's actions weren't particularly excessive.
But because of Amane's attire, Horikita was at a loss for what to do.
All the methods she had to deal with Amane were instantly forgotten.
She wanted to get angry at Amane, but seeing Amane's shy expression.
Her anger was suppressed.
This Amane.
When did she learn this trick?
This... who could resist this?
Fortunately, Horikita wasn't a boy.
Otherwise, by now, Amane would already be crying.
"Get off me quickly, my legs are getting numb."
After Amane had sat on her for a while, Horikita felt like her legs had lost all sensation.
"Then, Suzune, are you still going to kick me out? Hmm, it seems a bit warm in here."
The maid outfit's tie was untied by Amane.
A pair of surging mounds, ready to burst forth, broke free from their confines and bounced directly onto Horikita's face.
"Alright, alright! I get it, I won't kick you out, now hurry up and be serious."
Serious?
Isn't she serious now?
Amane stood up triumphantly.
Only then did Horikita quickly get up and stretch her legs.
Seeing Horikita stretching her body while still secretly glancing at her, Amane deliberately rolled up her sleeves high, revealing her fair and powerfully beautiful arms.
Then she fanned herself off and on, as if the room were truly hot.
That sight made Horikita feel a bit embarrassed.
Seeing Horikita a little shy, Amane immediately struck while the iron was hot.
"Will Suzune still kick me out in the future?"
Amane hugged Horikita's arm and gently swayed.
For the sake of future meal tickets... I mean, best friends.
What does face matter?
"That depends on your performance."
Even with Amane like this, Horikita still maintained her last shred of rationality.
Amane narrowed her eyes when she heard this.
She didn't expect Horikita's will to be so firm now.
Then don't blame her.
Hehehe.
Amane unbuttoned her waist.
The maid outfit's skirt immediately fell off.
It was much cooler now.
Amane looked at Horikita with a half-smile.
"If you keep this up, you'll be asking for trouble."
This time, Horikita didn't dodge; instead, she met Amane's gaze head-on.
"Does Suzune want me to help her cool down?"
Amane was still dancing wildly, completely unaware that Horikita's breathing had already started to become erratic.
"This is what you're asking for, Amane, don't cry and shout in pain like last time."
"I'm not as embarrassing as Suzune says!" Amane retorted, blushing.
"Won't we know if it's embarrassing in a bit?"
Horikita pinched Amane's chin, then deeply kissed Amane.
"Then... Suzune, do you promise you won't kick me out ever again?"
Even at this point, Amane was still concerned about whether she would be kicked out.
"Yes, I won't kick you out in the future. Are you relieved now?"
"Yay! I knew Suzune was the best! I'm going to change clothes now."
Amane happily bounced.
Then she intended to go change clothes.
But unexpectedly, Horikita pulled her back.
"Change what clothes? I think this outfit is quite nice."
Only then did Amane realize that Horikita's state was a bit off.
Horikita stared intently at her, then slowly approached, step by step, pressing her hands onto Amane's arms.
"Eh? I, I'm still a child..."
"Dressing like this, you should be prepared, right?"
"Eh??? No!!! Don't! Mmm mmm~ At, at least, let me be, be on top! I want to be on top, woo woo woo."
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