I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince

Chapter 330

"Thank you for your efforts, Lord Ethan."

"...Good job, Hero."

While I was chatting with Natalie, it seemed the sparring between Gethmojoshegikgat and Ethan had concluded. They sheathed their swords and exchanged a brief greeting.

As expected, Ethan won, but judging by his expression, he didn’t seem too satisfied. It was likely because he won against a Hero who wasn’t in the best condition.

After the brief exchange of greetings, they parted ways without another word, as if there was no reason to linger.

‘You’d think after sparring every week, they’d start to get closer.’

But it seemed like Ethan's principle of not trusting a guy who surrounds himself with so many women would make it impossible for them to ever be friends.

Once Gethmojoshegikgat defeats the Demon King and returns to his world, Ethan’s misunderstanding will likely clear up. But by then, there’d be no chance for the two to grow closer anyway.

If Ethan and Gethmojoshegikgat did manage to get along, I wouldn’t have to tread so carefully around him when talking about my "past life." But it didn’t seem like that was going to happen.

‘Well, in two years, I won’t have to worry about Ethan’s opinion anymore.’

Talking about past lives or anything else could wait until after graduation. I had the events of the fourth part of the story in my head, and running into him again after graduation wouldn’t be too difficult. After all, I planned to change my identity and live as an "adventurer," a profession that wouldn’t raise eyebrows no matter where I traveled.

That was one of the few benefits I’d gain after parting ways with Ethan.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Ethan. Your swordsmanship was outstanding as always."

"Yeah, thanks, Lilith. I saw you sparring with Natalie earlier. You handled it quite calmly."

"After a break, you have a duel with Professor Harold, right?"

"Right. I didn’t use up all my strength sparring with the Hero, so... I think I can win."

Thump.

"...Is that so? I’ll cheer for you with all my might, Lord Ethan."

...This is ridiculous. The mere fact that Ethan thinks he might beat Harold is enough to make my heart race.

The thought of having an opportunity with Ethan crossed my mind, but the idea that my heart was pounding over something like this was absurd, even to me.

Of course, from a maiden’s perspective, the idea that a woman only has one man in her life to share intimate moments with makes the thought of enjoying as much as possible with Ethan before we part ways not entirely bad.

After the students' sparring, there was a brief rest, followed by individual duels with Harold.

Clang!

"...Well done, Ethan."

"Hah, huff, huff..."

And just as expected, Ethan stood tall, winning a round against Harold right in front of me.

It was impressive that Ethan could now take a round from Harold, even when Harold was at full strength, as long as he was in good condition.@@@@

"Good job, Ethan. You didn’t hesitate at all when you wielded your sword today."

‘After holding back for so long, his desires must be even stronger.’

Still, it’s better to wait patiently. I don’t want to be the one to bring it up first—that would make it seem like I’ve been anticipating it more than he has.

No matter how comfortable I am with the idea of being intimate with Ethan, there’s no way my desires are stronger than a young man’s in his prime.

If I just stay still, Ethan will probably bring it up himself.

Or maybe, this time, he’ll start things off suddenly, without warning. I had already told him a few rounds ago that he didn’t need to ask me about rewarding him for his dueling victories anymore.

With that thought in mind, I casually tested the waters during dinner at the dormitory dining hall, wondering what kind of play he’d want tonight.

"Lord Ethan."

"Yes, Lilith?"

"Between the academy uniform, the maid outfit, and nothing at all, which attire do you prefer?"

"......"

At my straightforward question, Ethan blushed and quickly averted his gaze.

He must have realized the hidden meaning behind my words. After all, those were the three outfits I usually wore during our intimate moments.

"Wh-why are you asking that all of a sudden, Lilith?"

"It’s just a simple question, Lord Ethan."

"...Well, honestly, I like all three..."

"If you say you like all three, then I’ll assume your favorite attire is no attire at all."

"...Why does it have to be that?"

"Because saying you like all three means you don’t really care about the outfit, which means you just like the woman’s body itself."

"......"

Well, if he had really answered that way, I would’ve been willing to comply.

As much as I enjoyed the nervous excitement of having Ethan undress me piece by piece, starting off naked would save time, after all.

I was waiting for Ethan to choose an outfit, but the answer that came from his lips was something I hadn’t expected at all.

"...Lilith, I’m sorry to say this so suddenly."

"Oh, if you’d prefer a different outfit, I have a few more dresses in my dorm room..."

"Could we... just sleep without doing anything tonight?"

"...Why?"