Uneasy daily life

"Not energetic enough, 6 points."

Chitanda, the maid, clenched her fists, gave herself a shout of encouragement, and smiled generously, exuding a friendly, cheerful, and humble yet confident demeanor that further highlighted her personal charm.

"Great! 9 points!"

Although the maids each displayed their skills, they were all just appetizers for Master Yukinoshita. She smiled and looked at one of the maids who was dressed simply but very neatly.

"elder sister……"

The maid looked at the person in the seat and couldn't help but whisper.

"According to the rules for maids, you should call me master."

Master Yukinoshita corrected him with a smile.

The maid's lips moved as she suppressed her emotions and uttered, "Master."

A sad, thick barrier has already separated them.

The dignity of power is built upon the dignity of others; the struggles within large families are truly terrifying. The maid, Yukinoshita, cast aside her complex emotions; for the sake of this livelihood, she was prepared for constant harassment.

"What are you standing there for? Smile!"

Master Yukinoshita urged her on, but the maid, Yukinoshita, couldn't manage a smile and stood there with a cold expression. She didn't want to smile; she felt that if she did, it would turn everything from now until now into a joke.

A nobleman in a high position, and a poor and hardworking maid.

The former sisters are now at odds with each other due to the chasm of their social status.

Just as the maid Yukinoshita was about to give up, she suddenly heard a voice beside her ear.

"There are many ways to smile. One action is often combined with many actions. A successful maid should make simple actions complex and profound."

The maid, Yukinoshita, looked at the eloquent figure beside her and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am the Goddess of Maids, and you are a Maid Student. In this cruel world, I will grant you the power to uphold the way of the maid!"

"?"

Mr. Yukinoshita was very patient, with a kind smile on his face: "Was the first level difficult for you?"

"It's not difficult, you mean master."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Don't be surprised. A qualified maid should correct her master's undignified words and deeds and maintain the family's reputation." The maid Yukinoshita seemed to have become a different person and spoke eloquently. "Isn't the master the kind of tolerant, elegant and upper-class nobleman? As a maid, it is my duty to evaluate and correct your words and deeds. There is no need to thank me."

Master Yukinoshita's smile turned cold: "How I act is none of a maid's business—you should be smiling now. Can a maid disobey her master's orders?"

"no problem."

The maid, Yukinoshita, placed her hands on her stomach, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, and her gaze naturally looked down. She merely raised the left corner of her mouth slightly, then tightened her face slightly to make a polite smile that contained both disdain and cold indifference: "Troublesome master, do you have any other requests?"

Master Yukino clicked his tongue: "You pass."

The maid Yamada then imitated this, giving a particularly disdainful and indifferent smile, and successfully passed the test as well.

The last maid, Goto, lingered before approaching, offering a peculiar smile that seemed to flicker with pixelation.

"Second question! Skill! A maid should have the professional skills of a maid. Here is a plate of omelet rice. You must recite a spell for the omelet rice with love! Whoever's love is the most qualified maid!"

Under the snow, the master devised another ruthless plan.

The maids (?) roused themselves and came one after another to the omelet rice, putting all their effort into it!

"Make it delicious!"

Maid Ijichi and Maid Yuihama received only average reviews.

"Whoosh~ Floating~ Omelette Rice~"

With a beaming smile, Kita the maid not only cast a spell with her hands but also twirled around with a slight sway of her skirt, turning from one face to the other. The instant she turned, she interlocked her fingers to form a heart shape, which she aimed precisely at the omelet rice on the table: "Make it delicious!"

It received very good reviews.

Hikigaya Maid (?) and Oreki Maid (?) stepped forward and casually cast spells on the omelet rice.

"Make it delicious."

"Make it taste better."

"Elimination, it feels like the omelet rice got cold after you guys finished chanting the spell."

The maid, Goto, stepped forward, her body stiff as a puppet, tilting her head and looking away, her tone flat and emotionless: "Hoo-hoo...it'll taste better now...heh."

"Is this some kind of curse? Elimination—next one!"

Master Yukinoshita stared at the maid Yukinoshita, no longer bothering to conceal his purpose: "It's your turn."

The maid Yukinoshita snapped out of her daze. Looking at her body, which seemed to be dominated by the goddess of maids, she stepped forward with an elegant and composed demeanor, raised her hands in front of the omelet rice, and her tone suddenly became sweet and charming. In a voice that was somewhat similar to, yet rather childish, she recited incantations.

"Omelette rice, isn't it beautiful~"

"Pull out your fingernails to arrange them into flower petals."

"Omelette rice, hot, isn't it?"

"Let the blood warm it."

"Omelette rice, isn't it delicious~"

"It takes care to make something taste good."

"Master, master, please have a taste."

"Master, Master, don't speak."

Accompanied by an innocent child's voice, the maid Yukinoshita raised her hand and made a heart shape with her fingers towards the omelet rice: "Maid, maid loves him so much, I'm putting him in my belly~biu!"

Master Yukinoshita leaned back in shock: "Wait, this test is about love..."

"This is pure, 100% girlish love!"

The maid, Yukinoshita, retorted, "Does Master not feel this affection is enough?"

"Unqualified, eliminated!" said Master Yukinoshita.

“That’s right, I’ve already eliminated my master,” the maid Yukinoshita suddenly said. “In this short time, I’ve grasped the true way of a maid—if a maid has a master, she can only revolve around her master’s joys and sorrows, and she will lose the freedom to be any kind of maid, and lose the monstrous spirit of service. The true spirit of a maid is definitely not this perfunctory, rigid thing! A true maid should be someone who can change the world…”

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm not your maid anymore! A true maid should serve correctly and then use that correctness to change the world!"

The maid turned and walked away.

After being enlightened by the goddess of maids, she suddenly realized the truth.

The way of a maid is not about who is the master, but about who she thinks is the master.

After that, she changed her name to Yukino Yukinoshita, enrolled in Soubu High School, established the Service Club, and decided to follow her own way of being a maid!

She walked confidently into the activity room...

"White fungus."

Yukino Yukinoshita placed her hands on the table, looking down at the white figure who was writing furiously with a slightly cold smile.

Bai Ying quickly said, "I'm just giving reality some artistic flair!"

"You mean that they used my voice to sing along with my sister, making fun of me in public?"

Yukino asked softly beneath the snow.

"Sigh~ I was the one who got tricked, okay?" Yukinoshita Haruno sighed. "I thought I'd see Yukino-chan's cute side—but this jerk sang a creepy nursery rhyme in Yukino-chan's supposedly innocent voice. Damn it, you've tainted Yukino-chan's voice, how are you going to settle this score?"

"This is a heavy burden of love! You want others to offer you love, but you can't bear it. Aren't you just reaping what you sow?!"

The white figure spread its arms wide and declared loudly.

"Don't sing that kind of song in a maid cafe, it scared a lot of customers." The maid rolled her eyes, then clapped her hands and said, "Thank you so much for your help! The omelet rice sold out so quickly, it's all thanks to you all!"

Even the omelet rice sold out, and many people stayed until the maid competition ended before leaving.

Kita Ikuyo sat in a chair, propping her hand up to her forehead, and said dejectedly, "I didn't do anything special... I'm just a maid who's good for nothing except being cute and cheerful, haha..."

Failure! Crushing defeat! Utter defeat!

In terms of creating a lively atmosphere and receiving guests, she was completely outshone by the male maid. How utterly pathetic! It's practically a disqualification for a girl!

"There's nothing I can do, that bastard has too many acting roles."

Feng Bin and Hua comforted her, and she remained calm. After all, they had all seen the white shadow possess her body before, so the performance of a mere voice imitation and a maid with multiple personalities was quite ordinary.

"Yes, Xiaobai hasn't brought his wig yet."

Yui Yuigahama remained calm. So what if she was outdone by Shiro when pretending to be a girl? It's normal, nothing to make a fuss about.

Kita Ikuyo's eyes twitched slightly: "Your words always seem to hide a lot of stories... It's a good thing he doesn't have an effeminate appearance..."

Yamada Ryo didn't care and simply reached out his hand, saying, "Please settle the payment for my part-time job."

"You better tone it down a bit, Liang!"

boom!

Yi Di knows Hong Xia’s elbow!

"There's no salary, but there's a thank-you gift."

The maid took out some plastic bags: "You can have your maid outfits."

"Huh? Won't something go wrong?" Chitanda Eru asked worriedly.

"These are all spare maid outfits," the maid student said with a smile. "These items are keys to memories, and I hope everyone has a great time at the cultural festival."

I think this is the key to nightmares.

Hachiman Hikigaya and Houtarou Oreki sighed silently.

The key to memories...

Goto Ichiri touched her maid outfit and paused for a moment—Huh? I can actually have such youthful memories?

I always feel that this memory has a strange taste, like a delicious omelet rice being sprinkled with a lot of cilantro.

Yukinoshita nudged her younger sister, "When are you going to wear this at home for me to see?"

Yukino Yukinoshita retorted calmly, "And then make my sister into an omelet?"

"Eek~ Look, Yukino-chan has been corrupted by you!"

"It's okay, you can turn the tables."

……

……

In the afternoon, the stadium gradually became bustling with noise, and the audience around the stage gradually gathered from the outside to the side of the stage.

"Mommy! Where's my sister? Where's my sister?"

"Your older sister will be on stage soon, so please be patient—you can say hello to her later."

"Will he really appear on stage? Will he really? We need to record Ichiri's performance with the camera... I can't believe that in the blink of an eye, that child is already on stage. It's truly touching!"

Goto's family?

Yukino Yukinoshita withdrew her gaze, her maid outfit bag hanging on her elbow, and a rolled-up piece of calligraphy paper in her hand.

"Hmm? Where's Toyohama?" Hachiman Hikigaya looked around.

“There’s a performance in Toyohama too.” Yukino Yukinoshita pondered for a moment. “It seems to be a song and dance performance with Haku-kun? Haku-kun is being so mysterious, I wonder what kind of program they’ve prepared.”

Yui Yuigahama asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly ask that, Xiaoqi?"

"I just find it strange." Hachiman Hikigaya shook his head and said directly, "Was the sports festival in Toyohama a bit...normal? Or is it just recently that's been acting strangely?"

Yukino Yukinoshita said briefly, "She had some family issues around the time of the sports festival, but they've been resolved."

"Oh."

Hikigaya Hachiman nodded.

That must have been a subtle illusion I had under special circumstances. Fortunately, after being reprimanded and tempered by the minister, I didn't presumptuously categorize the other person as a close friend...

Otherwise you'll die, you really will die.

On stage, a young host in a suit appeared, holding a microphone to give his opening remarks.