An extraordinary girl is trying her best to ruin my daily life Chapter 37

An extraordinary girl is trying her best to ruin my daily life

Chapter 37: The Enduring and Burden-bearing Butler

“Where are you looking, Yagi-kun?”

Just as Yagi Miyuki was staring, wide-eyed and tongue-tied, at Ninomiya Homura’s chest, a crisp voice faintly reached his ears, jolting him awake.

“No, it’s not…”

Yagi Miyuki’s gaze moved upwards, quickly meeting Ninomiya-senpai’s eyes that held a teasing smile. He feigned seriousness and said, “It’s nothing.”

“Is that so?”

Ninomiya Homura squinted her eyes and suddenly said with a grin, “Yagi-kun, you’re a closet pervert.”

“Who’s a closet pervert!”

Insulted like this, Yagi Miyuki was so angry his nose was almost crooked! He retorted subconsciously.

“Eh, you obviously are.”

Ninomiya-senpai blinked her large eyes and teased with a bit of interest, “You were just… ogling my chest, weren’t you?”

“I…”

Yagi Miyuki was suddenly at a loss for words.

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“Yada yada—”

Noticing Yagi’s embarrassment, Ninomiya Homura’s face suddenly brightened with a smile. She raised her hand and gently poked his waist, teasing him, “You always act so serious, but are you actually a closeted pervert? Ugh— that’s really disgusting.”

The veins on Yagi Miyuki’s forehead started to bulge. For a moment, he felt as though he’s been stripped naked, his innermost secrets exposed by the young girl before him. His face turns red with shame and indignation as he exclaims, “Ninomiya-senpai!”

Watching the exasperated Yagi Miyuki, Ninomiya Homura suddenly felt a bit excited. She casually lifted her leg, swinging her alluring black-stockinged legs in front of him.

“I haven’t allowed you to call me by my name, you know…”

The smile on Ninomiya-senpai’s beautiful face gradually became quite terrifying. She beckoned to Yagi Miyuki, her tone light but somewhat eerie, “Master, you should call me Master! Mr. Yagi.”

Seeing Ninomiya-senpai’s creepy smile, Yagami Miyuki timidly took a half-step back and quickly changed the subject, “How about having a low-fat meal for dinner tonight?”

“Anything is fine, it’s not important.”

Ninomiya Homura chuckled twice, the brightness in her eyes slowly turning dull, emitting a terrifying aura. She stretches out a delicate white hand towards Yagi, softly saying, “Now, could you please give me a list of special services?”

Yagami Miyuki shivered, feeling that something is amiss. But due to regulations, he reluctantly handed over another “menu.”

“Surprisingly lacking.”

Ninomiya Homura looks at the service list, muttering disappointedly. Then she lifted her head and smiled, “So Mr. Yagami, could you give me a massage?”

“Of…of course.”

Yagi Miyuki’s smile stiffened, holding onto the last shred of hope he said, “But Master, the fee for the massage service is 8,000 yen…”

“Only 8,000 yen?”

Ninomiya Homura chuckled, “I’m prepared to spend 100,000 yen on you today, Yagi-kun.”

Are you also some kind of money-printing freak?!

The last glimmer of hope vanished. Yagi Miyuki walked dejectedly behind Ninomiya-senpai, “Well…here I go.”

Although he didn’t know any massage techniques, the selling point of this service wasn’t the skill but the fact that a male servant was performing it.

Just like in a maid café, where maids have all sorts of nonsensical “magic” like “the magic to make people happy,” or “the magic to make food taste good.” Anyone sane knows this is useless, but it’s popular simply because a maid is doing it.

“Go ahead.”

Yagi Miyuki gave up resisting, earnestly raised his hands and placed them on Ninomiya-senpai’s fragrant shoulders, starting a by-the-book massage.

“What are you doing?”

Yagi Miyuki had just started when Ninomiya Homura turned her head around. Her flawless face wore a mischievous smile. She straightened her legs and pointed to her delicate and refined bare feet that were exposed to the air, having removed her shoes. “I didn’t ask you to massage my shoulders, you know…you do know what to do, right?”

“You—”

Yagi Miyuki was angry but dared not speak.

“Hmm? Is there a problem, Yagi-kun?”

Ninomiya Homura waved the service menu in her hand, blinked her big eyes, and feigned confusion. “Massaging the feet is allowed, right? It’s clearly written on the form. Did I read it wrong?”

I’ll endure it!

As a mature and steady man, Yagi Miyuki fully displayed the resilience of a young man who had been beaten down by society. He clenched his teeth and walked in front of Ninomiya-senpai.

“Go ahead.”

Ninomiya Homura wiggled her toes.

Looking at the feet covered in black stockings, faintly revealing the whiteness beneath and exuding a different kind of allure, Yagi Miyuki swallowed, slowly squatting down, raising his hand, and grasping the delicate feet Ninomiya-senpai offered.

To be honest, even if he didn’t want to admit it, the foot in front of him was indeed beautiful.

The delicate arch of the foot drew a graceful curve, extending to plump, rounded toes. The creamy, soft sole was warm and delicate to the touch, like holding a piece of soft jade.

“Do you like it?”

Seeing Yagi Miyuki staring at her feet in a daze, Ninomiya Homura chuckled, “If it’s you, Yagi-kun, you have special permission to lick them.”

“Thank you, but no need.”

Yagi Miyuki’s mouth twitched slightly as he reluctantly focused and began his awkward massaging technique.

“Uh… Hmm.”

“Please don’t make weird noises!”

Just after pressing the palm of the foot for a moment, Ninomiya-senpai began making some indescribable sounds, almost causing Yagi Miyuki to fall apart!

Ninomiya Homura’s cheeks flushed, her eyes slightly trembling, and she thought to herself that she had miscalculated.

She had forgotten that her feet were as sensitive as certain other parts of her body. If this continued, she feared what might happen.

“I will continue now.”

Yagi Miyuki had already calmed himself down and was massaging seriously.

After all, he was getting paid for this. Considering his share, his earnings tonight would definitely exceed 5,000 yen.

So, for the sake of money, he’d provide her with slightly better service.

“Hmm…”

Ninomiya Homura gritted her teeth, beads of sweat slid down the side of her face, as she struggled to hold back the strange sensation.

Fortunately, not much time passed before the first course of the package arrived.

“Alright… whew, that’s enough for now.”

Ninomiya Homura called for a stop, putting on a deliberately calm smile, “Now, it’s time to feed me.”

“Alright.”

Yagi Miyuki looked resigned, obediently stood up, and shook his somewhat numb palms. Then, inexplicably, he lifted his hand and casually touched his nose.

Huh?

Yagi Miyuki sniffed curiously, smelling his palm and found that, besides the leather scent of the shoes, there wasn’t any unpleasant odor. Instead, there was a faint, sweet fragrance.

Trapped in shoes all day, and given the current temperature, there should have been plenty of sweat. Yet there was no foul smell? Could it be that the bodily composition of a beautiful young woman was really different from ordinary people?

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