Hiiro was sleeping on his back, yet his body somehow felt heavy. Hiiro suddenly opened his eyelids. He was startled by the spectacle that appeared before him. He did not know when or who had mounted themselves on top of him. Hiiro attempted to raise his voice.
(Hiiro) “Wha…-!?”
However ~smack~ he was smacked on his mouth by that very someone’s hands.
(Hiiro) (why is this guy……here!?)
He was shocked by who was there. Although he could not see who it was for a moment, he determined the person’s identity upon looking at their head, done up in twin tails. Yes, the person in question was the maid named Shamoe.
However, there was obviously a different atmosphere surrounding her compared to the time at dinner. Her previously pink hair was now stained in a pitch black darkness. Her eyes that seemed to faintly sag were now sharpened like a beast as they emitted a golden glow.
Furthermore, she possessed something that she clearly did not have during the dinner. This being a set of Kemonomimi and tail.
(Hiiro) (What the hell’s this guy trying to…-!?)
She looked at Hiiro with an expression that resembled a beast that had found its prey. She was looking down on him with a smile, licking her lips in delight. Hiiro found himself stunned at the changes that had occurred to her compared to the time at dinner.
(Hiiro) (I don’t really get what’s happening but for now-!)
He tried to grab her hands that were covering his mouth, it was only natural for a victim to struggle to break free. However, she had an iron grip on him. Hiiro could feel the pressure almost breaking his teeth
(Hiiro) (W-what kind of brute strength does she have!?)
Hiiro had no choice but to use his fist. However, she had reacted faster. Shamoe grabbed both of Hiiro’s hands and head butted him.
「がっ!?」
(Hiiro) “Ga-!?”
Hiiro began to see stars from the considerable impact. Following this, the maid began to strangle him with both hands.
「ぐ……が……はっ……っ!」
“Gu……ga…………Ha……-!”
She possessed tremendous force. If Hiiro had slackened his resistance even slightly, he would have been rendered unconscious instantly. As the situation would become really bad at the rate things were going, Hiiro invoked the previously installed “Protect” without particular regard for the consequences.
The characters he wrote on his arm appeared with a “powa” as it exhibited its effects. Pale blue magic appeared before Hiiro’s eyes.
バシンッ!
(Bashin!)
Shamoe, noticing the magic, leaped backwards, away from the bed.
「ごほごほごほっ!」
“Gohogoho-!”
While Hiiro had one eye closed, he coughed as he rubbed his neck.
「グルルルルル!」
“Gururururu” Shamoe growls at Hiiro.
As if she were a famished beast, Shamoe growled as she slowly prowled around the room on all fours. She appeared to be searching for an opportunity to pounce on her target. Actually, that’s exactly what she was doing. Her eyes were glaring at Hiiro, filled with killing intent.
(Hiiro) (…if I don’t take this seriously, this could get pretty dangerous……)
Immediately jumping out of the bed, Hiiro grabbed the “Piercer Sword” that was leaning against the bedside. Although Hiiro was wary of the opponent, Shamoe seemed to maintain a constant distance as she kept glaring at him with sharp eyes.
(Hiiro) (This fellow seems to have a good intuition. She seems to be extremely wary of this magic barrier.)
The word magic “protect” would still remain active for a little longer. After receiving such a mysterious attack, Shamoe deemed that it was worthless to draw closer at this particular time, seemingly basing it on pure animalistic instincts.
As the standoff continued for a while, Hiiro used that opportunity to once again install the word “Protect” onto his arm. The instant Hiiro finished writing, the magic barrier that had been protecting him up until now disappeared.
In that instance, the maid’s eyes flashed as she forcefully kicked the floor, launching herself towards Hiiro. While gritting his teeth, Hiiro took a stance as he prepared to swing his sword. However, in that moment…
「お待ち下さいませっ!」
“Please wait!!” (???)
Suddenly, the door burst open as Silva stood in the doorway shouting. Hiiro’s hands involuntarily paused. As Hiiro’s resolve to attack faltered at Silva’s words, he was utterly unable to avoid the approaching Shamoe’s assault, his left shoulder being bitten as a consequence.
“Gu-a!” (Hiiro)
His face distorted due to excruciating pain.