Chapter 556 – 016 Battle Maid
“Add ten more laps! Number four!”
“Huh… Huh… Huh…! Yes! Instructor!”
Clap… Clap…
So that there are no problems even if you wear a maid uniform made of a material called latex.
To slowly wear away the emotion called shame that I feel from being shown.
There is no problem with changing into clothes that show your breasts…
Is it because of the metal protective plate intentionally attached to the shoulder?
Ugh… It’s extremely uncomfortable.
Other maids who passed the master’s battle maid test and passed again
Although your breathing is disturbed, and you are panting.
I successfully passed the test instructed by the instructor without collapsing.
“There are ten more laps this time! Run as hard as you can!”
“Yes! Instructor!”
I received additional instructions from Instructor Raina, who is in charge of training as my master’s battle maid.
I think my physical strength is better than it looks.
In my head, I don’t want to run. Even though thoughts like “I’m tired” Came to mind.
Rather than such useless thoughts
This is an opportunity to join the master’s favorite battle maid unit…
Because I want to serve my master closer…
Because I want to see my master more often…
The other maids ran all ten laps and then sat down on the floor. Because the body is strong.
I just stood still. The instructor looked at me with interest.
He even asked me directly if I was tired.
Also, check to see if your heart is pounding and if you are exhausted by pressing your ears.
“Ten… No, twenty more laps!”
“Yes! Instructor!”
Rather than getting tired because I just keep running on the training ground as hard as I can…
As I ran… It felt even stranger that my chest was shaking.
If I am chosen as the master’s battle maid… I can return the favor I received from the master.
When performing duties at the mansion as a maid. Because I have adjusted my mindset to not think about anything unrelated to work.
Do not stop until the instructor tells you otherwise and until you collapse from exhaustion
I was instructed to run through the training grounds without resting.
Little by little, I feel my body getting tired. My stomach is growling because I haven’t eaten again.
As the master’s maid
For that reason, it is of course impossible to obey the orders of Instructor Raina, who has been entrusted with my command authority by my master.
To be of help to the master.
Because the master asked Instructor Reina to check whether I have the aptitude to be a combat maid…
Until I collapse on the floor from exhaustion.
Until running with your breasts out feels more uncomfortable than embarrassing.
I worked hard while thinking of my master.
“N4. You worked hard. Wake up!”
“Yes! Instructor!”
I don’t know.
As Instructor Raina said when he judged that my running speed on the training ground had decreased significantly
I sat down… It was a break, but I watched other battle maids training with mock sparring for their master again today.
“It exceeded my expectations. Number 4. Good job.”
He said he wanted to see how quickly his tired body recovered, so he ran the training ground as hard as he could once more.
Instructor Raina handed over a potion in a transparent glass bottle.
It’s yellow.
I think I’ve seen it somewhere… And physical strength. It’s not even mana… Is it stamina?
“Drink it.”
“Yes, instructor.”
I tried to recall, step by step, a glass bottle that looked like I had seen it somewhere.
When the instructor told me to drink right away, my body started to move naturally.
I took out the cork that was inserted like a lid and made a popping sound…
As soon as I took the potion that the instructor gave me, I poured it into my mouth.
You didn’t even sit down and rest like you did before?!
As soon as I drank the potion the instructor handed me, my thighs started to feel a little numb, as if I had gotten enough rest.
Also the shoulder where the heavy metal piece is attached.
My heart slowly begins to sympathize with the voice muttering that it is tired.
As soon as you drink it, you immediately recover… I think it’s a very expensive potion…
Should we call such a precious potion… A potion?
To become a more valuable maid to the owner who gave me an expensive-looking item.
Next test. Weapon aptitude test.
From the beginning, I decided to do my best.
Try a little more than that.
I have made up my mind to be chosen as my master’s battle maid.
“It’s definitely my fault for explaining things wrong. Please forgive me. Number 4.”
“Instructor… Instructor! Please raise your head!”
As the master’s maid, of course it wasn’t as much as I had to bow down when meeting the master.
To an apprentice maid who is barely trying to be recognized as her master’s maid…
Instructor Raina tells an apprentice maid like me to bow down and accept an apology.
“Thank you for saying that. Number 4.”
Because I have sufficiently confirmed my basic physical strength.
Now you say it’s a close combat aptitude test.
When I was ordered to take a break while running on the training ground, I moved to the sparring ground that I had toured…
There, I stood at attention in front of a human-sized straw target prepared by other maids…
As the instructor said.
He told me to attack the area marked in red precisely.
I just carried out the command.
Because I received orders. With all my might.
If it were a person, you would forcefully stick your hand into the area where the heart would be
I just ripped off the red colored straw and showed it to you?
The expression on the face of Instructor Raina, who trains you to become your master’s battle maid with a sharp gaze
Although only briefly. She broke down.
I guess I had to hit it accurately with the weapons prepared next to me…
“… This time, try hitting with the sword.”
“Yes! Instructor!”
It’s rude to continue to stay at the mansion as a guest
The blessings I received as my master’s maid. I am returning the consideration.
Even though I still try to remember who I was. Number 4. Other than the fact that she is the master’s apprentice maid, I can’t think of any other information.
As time passed, the body’s memories began to return very quickly.
For example. Something like throwing a fist like before.
The instructor didn’t even teach me. Like saluting with your legs flat on the floor.
I don’t know what on earth I’ve been doing. He just held the sword that the instructor had given him, saying it would be of an appropriate length, rolled up in his hand…
In my head, I’m already wondering how I can attack my opponent effectively.
From how to swing it. Hitting the handle to subdue.
Even how to repel an attack.
Well… It was in my head from the beginning. As if they just didn’t open it…
As soon as I picked up the weapon, the information I needed came to mind.
“Then let’s start again. Attack the target, but if possible, aim for the painted area.
… Don’t do it like you just did.”
“Yes! Instructor!”
I just lifted the sword and swung it a few times.
Take a deep breath from behind and ask yourself where the center of gravity is.
The instructor who was explaining where to swing is more effective stopped giving advice.
Why… Why?
This is my first time doing something like this. Don’t you need to tell me more?!
He told me to think of the sword I was holding as my new arm!
Anticipate in advance where the sword will be swung!
He also gave me advice to help in advance so that the sword I am holding can move in the direction I want!
Well… Fortunately, it was the first attack. Was I lucky? Because it was stuck in the part painted red.
Because he told me to think of the sword I am holding as my own hand…
“Whoa…”
I don’t remember though. I felt like I needed to take a deep breath, so I tried, and it started to come to me more and more clearly.
How should I swing it? How to attack.
“… Hoo…”
It’s not like the training uniform I’m wearing.
It felt a little heavy.
So I held it with force…
As I adjusted my posture according to the sensation that came to me, I felt so light, as if the weight of the sword I was holding had completely disappeared…
Just like the part where the instructor cut off the explanation midway through.
It’s as if the sword has become my hand.
“On the first day I was in charge of training, I just looked soft…
You have completely surpassed the standards of a combat maid. To be proud. Number 4.”
“Thank you, instructor.”
Today is one week since I began training as an apprentice maid assigned to Instructor Raina.
Not only is he responsible for the safety of the mansion.
As a maid who will be part of the combat maid unit, outdoor activities are also essential.
Although it is called B2, it is as if the owner himself gave it the name Raina.
Please give it a name. She also said that she would call me by name…
So I worked harder…
Every time I think of my master calling my name, my heart starts pounding…
While training, she did not go to morning assembly and was assigned a room and dining room as an apprentice maid. Because we just repeated the training grounds.
I couldn’t even meet the owner. On the contrary, my desire to see my master grew more and more in my heart…
The thought of becoming a more valuable maid to her master… And being used preciously filled her head…
“This is a maid uniform made of a new material called latex for combat maids.”
“Combat Maid. N4. Received. Thank you.”
Still wearing the basic clothes of a battle maid like the instructor or other battle maids
Instead of being embarrassed. I haven’t gotten used to it enough to walk around confidently.
In order to completely erase the shame shown, a schedule was set for the master to change my attitude, but…
My first mission as a battle maid was given more unexpectedly than scheduled.
As my master’s battle maid.
A mission to properly deal with the thieves who appeared in the master’s territory…
I have already successfully completed my first mission to my master.
I went from a poor apprentice maid to my master’s battle maid.
I thought I would report it to you. Both body and mind. Breasts too…
My head also got hot.
From now on, thanks to this latex bodysuit, which has become my basic uniform as my master’s battle maid…
As a maid, I have become accustomed to the feeling of neatly putting off work-related thoughts until later.
I heard this from B8, but…
Well… I became a combat maid for the first time…
I passed a difficult test and became my master’s battle maid…
And on the day when I had to report it alone… Ah… He said he would hug me…
The nipples that got stuck to the latex became so hard♥
“N4. Arrived♥”
A thief who invaded the master’s territory.
Really… They are pitiful people ♥
