Are you worthy of saving the world?

Yuli had previously set a strategic policy of "yanking taunts, provoking other students to challenge themselves, and earning a lot of credits."

But after a week of practice, he found that this plan did not seem to be as efficient as expected.

After all, no one is a fool. Knowing that the Son of Prophecy is already at the third level, there won’t be many low-level students willing to give him points without thinking.

It seems that I still have to complete the teachers' trials honestly...

It was around four in the afternoon when Yuli got home. Stella was catching up on her sleep in the attic. She didn't go to school with him today.

Stella would only go to school with Yuli when she felt like it and didn't stay up late the night before.

Her position in Yuli's house is now becoming more and more like a cat.

On the way home, Yuli stopped by a clothing store and picked up two sets of maid outfits that she had customized a week ago.

安娜贝尔的三围是93/65/95，而艾琳的三围则是87/60/84。

Given their figures, it would be better for them to have custom-made clothes. It is not easy to buy clothes that fit perfectly, and it would be a waste of resources to give them clothes that do not fit.

By the way, the custom-made style is not the traditional maid outfit invented by Albion, but the modified miniskirt maid outfit that has been very popular in the Tiamat continent recently, which is famous for its high degree of exposure and is deeply loved by male nobles.

Just at this moment, the sound of a door opening was heard in the corridor.

When Yuli opened the door, a dreamy long pink hair came into view.

It was their temporary maid, Teacher Irene, who returned.

"I'm back, Master."

The morning and evening greetings were the hardest for Irene.

She must overcome her psychological barriers and transform the boy in front of her from "her student" to "her master".

Irene walked up to the black-haired boy a little nervously, raised the paper bag in her hand and reported: "Today's dinner is beef stew, so... I'll go prepare dinner first."

"Ah."

After getting permission, Irene walked towards the kitchen.

At this time, Yuri's voice came from behind.

“By the way, let’s prepare dinner later.

I brought back your and Anna's maid costumes. Try them on first to see if they fit you."

Yuri's command caused Irene's shoulders to tremble slightly.

"Yes... Master."

She bit her lip and responded softly.

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ten minutes later.

The pink-haired beauty in a maid outfit reappeared in the living room.

"Wow... the skirt is so short. I haven't worn a miniskirt since graduation... the chest is also hollowed out..."

Irene's delicate cheeks flushed, she lowered her head, stared at the floor, and put her hands on the front of her apron, fidgeting.

No one would have thought that Teacher Irene, dreamed of by all the male students of St. Cromwell's Seminary, would actually wear a maid outfit in front of her students just to win his favor.

The new maid outfit that Yuli spent a week custom-making looked both cute and alluring on Irene.

The pink short hair complements the white maid hair accessories, and the lace straps hang on the shoulders, revealing the white shoulders and delicate collarbones.

The hollow window on the front shows off her snow-white and round curves without reservation, and her waist is extremely slender compared to her proud bust.

The skirt and apron were so short that they could barely cover the base of the thighs. The plump and round thighs were wrapped in white silk suspenders, which also showed off the undulations that were very suggestive.

"—"

The living room was enveloped in a quiet atmosphere.

The pink-haired teacher in a maid outfit stood in front of the sofa for a full minute.

However, the black-haired boy on the sofa crossed his legs indifferently, browsing the pages of the book in his hand line by line, as if he had no interest in the beauty in maid costume in front of him.

Irene knew that Ulysses was deliberately bullying her again. She bit her lip and hummed in resentment.

"Master... I'm done..."

"Ah...you're back, Irene."

Yuri then put the book down and looked up at the pink-haired maid: "Sorry, I was too engrossed in reading."

I believe you!

Irene pinched her right index finger with her left index finger and thumb, and continued to ask nervously, "What do you think...?"

"Oh, very nice."

"I see..." Irene breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not talking about maid costumes."

Yuri closed the book in his hand, looked up and said, "I mean, Irene, you are very beautiful. The maid outfit makes you look even more beautiful and lovely."

"...Woo!"

Irene's flushed cheeks instantly became even more charming, and even her fair neck and delicate earlobes were stained with a layer of blush.

She knew very well that this was just Ulysses' rhetoric.

Surprise attacks and sweet words will make your heart flutter.

——It’s a trick that’s slightly higher than “sugar” and “whip”.

In the nearly one week of living together as master and servant, she has experienced this many times.

Although Irene was well aware of the training methods Yuli used on her, her body was unable to resist when it received the information.

I am a mature adult, but I can only let a boy who is 10 years younger than me do whatever he wants...

Thinking of this, Irene felt humiliated and helpless, but her body became excited instinctively.

"What's wrong, Irene? Aren't you supposed to go prepare dinner? Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Irene came back to her senses from her wandering thoughts and looked at Ulysses.

"Um... Master, I have a request..."

121 Teacher Irene, you don’t want to…

"Um... Master, I have a request..."

Irene, who was wearing a revealing maid outfit, spoke up, placing her hands respectfully over her belly, looking like a real maid.

"What kind of request is that? Tell me about it." Yuli leaned against the sofa, supporting his chin with one hand.

"Have you already made it clear with Anna during the day? Let her work at your house tomorrow."

Yuli nodded. "That's true. Did you eavesdrop on our conversation?"

"No, no!"

Irene quickly shook her head and explained, "When I was having lunch with Anna at noon, she seemed a little strange, so I guessed that this might be the case."

Hearing this, Yuri smiled maliciously: "As expected of Teacher Irene, you really have a good brain."

"Didn't we agree not to call me "Teacher Irene" at home?"

Irene puffed up her cheeks resentfully, and her chest rose and fell in anger.

"Sorry, sorry, it's because Irene really looks like a teacher."

Yuli changed the subject and nodded, saying, "You are right. I have made an appointment with Teacher Anna to come to my house after get off work tomorrow night.

It's about time she fulfilled her bet. If she doesn't come, you'll have to stay with me and work for nothing."

"Ugh."

Irene was silent for a moment, then said, "I...I don't care."

"What?" Yuri raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, it's okay for me to continue...stay by my master's side as a maid."

The pink-haired maid placed her hands on her chest and intertwined them, "Master, you see... I have performed well these past few days, right?"

"Well, it's really good."

Yuli pinched his chin and said as he recalled, "Except for the first two days when we were a bit flustered and caused a lot of trouble, overall it was pretty good.

Recently, both housework and etiquette have become more and more decent, which is amazing...Erin might be a genius in this area."

Hearing him say that, Irene smiled.

This is a combination of the pure joy of being praised by Yuli, and the happiness of being one step closer to my goal.

"Since the master thinks I'm pretty good, would you consider letting me stay by your side forever?

As long as you are willing to give up Anna, I am willing to be Ulrich's maid for this semester."

"Why are you still continuing this topic?"

Yuri frowned impatiently.

Seeing this, Irene fell beside him, kneeling beside the sofa and holding his hand tightly.

"I'm serious! As long as you can give up Anna, I will work even harder in the future!"

Her pupils trembled and a cloud of tension covered her facial features.

Yuli was unmoved.

"No, our original agreement was that you and she would share the work, and you agreed to it. Now that things have come to this, I don't intend to change my mind."

"Is it really... that there is no room at all?" She raised her pitiful face and asked again.

"No." Yuli answered without hesitation.

“…………Ouch.”