You think you're worthy of saving the world?

"Is there anything else you need?" Annabelle hummed.

Yuri said, "Don't stand there, I hate being looked down upon."

"?"

Annabelle paused for a moment.

What does this mean?

Uh, does he mean I can sit on the sofa?

Annabelle was quite surprised; she hadn't expected Yuri to be so agreeable, actually allowing her to sit down...

"Who told you to sit down?"

"what?"

As Annabelle's ample buttocks sank into the sofa, Yuri raised an eyebrow and spoke.

“Anna, you are now my maid, and I am your master.”

Fortunately, I am a very open-minded master, and I can turn a blind eye to most of the maid's frivolous behavior, but...

I've never heard of a maid sitting down on her own while her master was still around.

Even across the entire continent of Diamat, you wouldn't find another maid as ill-mannered as her. You've certainly set a precedent.

"........."

Annabelle's lips twitched slightly.

After a few seconds of intense, fiery staring at Yuri, she got up from the sofa.

Annabelle put one hand on her hip and said indignantly, "You don't want anyone to look down on you, and you don't want anyone to sit down. What do you want from me?"

Yuri didn't say anything, but looked at the side of his left leg.

"?"

Annabelle blinked in confusion, then heard Yuri calmly give the order.

“You can kneel there.”

"...!"

Annabelle's eyes widened.

Then, two veins bulged on her forehead, and her eyes burned with raging anger.

“Eulifus Falción, you seem to have made a mistake. I am here to be your maid, not your slave.”

She spoke in the passionate, high-pitched voice she had honed in the classroom.

"Although I did lose to you, our agreement is only that I serve you as a maid... Don't push your luck!"

Yuri was not affected by her aggressive demeanor.

As he turned the pages of the book in his hand, without looking up, he said, "I believe that obeying the master's orders is a maid's duty."

Since your master hates being looked down upon, you should be more obedient and kneel obediently at your master's feet... This is also part of the job.

Oh, by the way, if you're willing to abandon your ladylike reserve, you can also spread your legs and squat on the ground; I don't mind.

I think it's more interesting over there, like a frog...hehe.

"Stop joking, kid!"

Annabelle's shrill voice echoed in the living room.

On her way here, she kept reassuring herself that as long as she could get through these seven days, she would regain her freedom and dignity.

It's just being a maid to the prophesied child for seven days, nothing serious, I can totally tolerate it.

However, even though he had sincerely come to fulfill the bet, Euryphus was relentless and made things difficult for him in every way—

"If you want to insult me, just say so. Don't use these roundabout methods!"

"Why should a maid kneel at her master's feet? There's no such rule!" Annabelle's shoulders trembled slightly.

"That's the rule in my family."

Yuri said calmly, "When the master is drinking tea, the maid must kneel down and serve him; this is a family rule."

"...Stop talking nonsense!"

Annabelle protested loudly, "You don't even have maids in your house! What kind of ridiculous family rule is this?!"

"?"

Just then, Annabelle heard footsteps coming from the direction of the second-floor staircase.

Could it be the female sorceress who lives in Euryphus's house?

As she thought this, she looked up and was surprised to see a familiar figure—

A female teacher with short pink hair, dressed in a sexy maid outfit matching her own, stood at the top of the stairs.

Unlike Annabelle, who exudes a sensual vibe, the maid outfit is a perfect match for Irene.

Her short pink hair was paired with white hair accessories, and her slender legs, encased in white stockings, were visible beneath her short skirt. The revealing black apron dress clearly accentuated her figure, creating an alluring yet adorable look.

"Eileen! Why are you here? Why are you wearing those clothes?"

Annabelle was stunned for several seconds before she shouted out.

"------"

Eileen remained silent, as if Annabelle, who was standing there, was not her close friend, but a complete stranger.

"Da da da."

With graceful, light steps, the pink-haired maid descended the stairs into the hall and went straight to the black-haired boy on the sofa.

"Master, the cleaning of the upstairs guest room is complete."

She lowered her head and said softly.

"Yeah, well done."

"!?"

Annabelle's mouth dropped open: "Wait... Eileen, what are you saying? Why are you calling Euryphus...?"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw the pink-haired maid neatly place her hands on her ample thighs—

Eileen brought her knees together and knelt down in front of Yuri.

"Varied……"

Annabelle's mind went blank for a moment.

From her angle, it was impossible to see Eileen's expression clearly; all that could be seen was that the tips of her ears, peeking out from her pink hair, were already bright red.

"Eulifuss! What did you do to Eileen?!"

Annabelle's roar shattered the quiet air in the room.

Yuri sat on the sofa, looking down at her, and lazily propped her chin on one hand as she answered.

"As you can see, Ms. Eileen has become my maid."

"How is this possible! Shouldn't I be the one to be your maid?!" Annabelle gritted her teeth.

Yuri disagreed, saying, "The two are not contradictory. Before you became my maid, Ms. Eileen was already my maid... right, Ms. Eileen?"

Annabelle turned her head and saw Irene, who was wearing a maid's headdress, nod slightly, then raise her head and say, "Yes, my master, Lord Euryphus."

Ah, I said it out loud...

He said it to Anna.

Eileen could hear her heart pounding, and her body trembled uncontrollably with excitement.

"What...what exactly is going on..."

Annabelle turned pale and involuntarily took a half step back.

"Enough! Eileen! Get up from the ground! I'm going to get angry if you keep joking around!"

She bit her lip and cast a pleading look at her friend.

Please, tell me this is all fake.

It was only then that Eileen turned her head to look in this direction for the first time.

“This is no joke, Anna.”

If he can be your master, then why can't he be my master?

Lord Euryphus is now the master I have decided to serve.

"What... what are you saying... wake up, Eileen..."

Annabelle wore an expression of despair she had never shown before.

Although she didn't understand what had happened, she had a feeling that she had been betrayed.

"enough……"

"I'm going back... I'm going back now..."

Annabelle shook her head frantically and backed away, but her calf hit the coffee table, her high heel twisted, and she fell to the ground.

"Ugh...!"

She winced in pain in her buttocks, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. When she looked up, her eyes met Euryphus's.

The black-haired boy stood with his back to the light, looking down at himself with disdain.

Euryphus's golden eyes, like a snake toying with its prey, slowly narrowed.

"Ugh...!"

Annabelle hugged herself tightly, her shoulders and thighs trembling violently.

fear……

For the first time, she felt the emotion called fear from Euryphus.