March 31st, morning.
I got out of bed, leaving the blanket for my sister who was curled up beside me, and went to wash up. Xinran had slept in my room last night but hadn’t touched me, probably concerned about my wound.
While I was happy she was so considerate, my injuries weren’t that serious, really…
I don’t remember how I ended up in the hospital. Anyway, when I woke up, I was already lying in a hospital bed. Keling was crying uncontrollably, and Mom and Xinran were looking at me with worried expressions. They not only fed me, but they even followed me to the restroom.
Come on! I’m not disabled! Do they have to act like this?
It was such an overreaction…
What’s more, the most unbelievable thing was that Mom told me Ji Lianbing had been in my hospital room all day on the first day of my hospitalization. Mom even called her a good girl who knew how to take care of people and told me to treat her well, which made me want to frown.
And this guy came the next day, and the day after that… until yesterday, she basically came for a few hours every morning.
It was unbelievable.
To be honest, I thought she would take the opportunity to kill me.
If she had just left me to die then, she would have gotten the fresh corpse she wanted – one that died from excessive bleeding.
But in the end, she chose what I thought was the least likely option: ‘saving me’.
However, I already had a general idea about this.
She probably wanted to kill me ‘with her own hands’.
To kill me with her own abilities, without any external help.
This deduction was mainly based on what she said to me. She said she had never killed anyone before and wanted to dedicate her ‘first kill’ to me. This should be true.
Looking back, before I gained the ability to see Ji Lianbing’s titles, I had no idea she was a murderer. Not just me, but everyone else was unaware of Ji Lianbing’s abnormality.
At the time, I just thought she was able to hide it so well. A murderer was right beside us, and we were unaware, like lambs to the slaughter.
But now I think about it, it’s because she had indeed never killed anyone before, so she hadn’t left any traces…
And her pride wouldn’t allow her to take advantage of a desperate situation. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have proposed to have me as her boyfriend, which was an unfavorable condition for her.
It’s a pity that her offering her virgin kill was nothing. If I had offered my virgin death, I would have been irredeemable. The real world isn’t a game world. If you die, you die. There’s no way to resurrect…
As for the reason for my injuries, I naturally couldn’t say I was attacked by zombies. Fortunately, Ji Lianbing had already fabricated a reason for me in advance, saying that I protected her when she was about to fall down the stairs.
Only my dad probably knows this lie is fake, because some of the wounds didn’t look like ‘fall injuries’ at all.
Speaking of my dad, he even made me stay in the hospital for a week to recover. I don’t think it was necessary at all… or rather, even hospitalization wasn’t necessary.
The wound on my abdomen was the most serious, requiring about five or six stitches. The other injuries were not worth mentioning.
So I secretly checked out of the hospital yesterday afternoon and went home.
As I washed my face with warm water, I felt a stinging sensation on my cheeks. The shallow wounds there all sent a prickly pain.
After washing my face, I wiped off the water with a damp towel and applied band-aids I had prepared earlier to my left cheek and forehead.
It looked a bit unsightly, but it was better than bandages. Bandages gave me a… well, a chuunibyo feeling.
After finishing my morning routine and putting on my non-prescription glasses, I went downstairs as usual to make breakfast and lunch.
But when I tried to walk into the kitchen counter, I found someone already there.
It wasn’t a family member, but a figure I had never seen before. Yet, incredibly, the figure blended in perfectly with my kitchen counter, as if she was used to cooking there, exuding an aura of competence.
The most crucial thing was the clothing… no matter how I looked at it… it was a maid outfit…
The black and white maid outfit seemed to come alive when she wore it, with layers of black and white lace, dignified yet elegant.
Although I had only seen her two or three times, this person should be Miss Shirley.
I took off my glasses and looked at her name tag. It was indeed Miss Shirley.
But why was Miss Shirley at my house? Isn’t she Ji Lianbing’s maid? Could she have infiltrated again? To make breakfast for us? What was going on here?
“Ugh…”
My mind filled with questions, and I inadvertently made a sound.
Miss Shirley heard me, turned around, gave a faint smile, placed her hands in front of her, and bowed respectfully.
“Good morning, Young Master Jun Cheng.”
“Oh, good morning…”
The questions I wanted to ask all disappeared under this shocking greeting.
This was a maid! Seeing a maid first thing in the morning was like a dream come true!
“Would you like Chinese or Western breakfast?”
“Uh, I’ll have congee for breakfast…”
“Understood. Please wait a moment, and I will prepare breakfast for you shortly.”
I nodded dazedly and sat down on a chair, turning my head to look at Miss Shirley busy in the kitchen, feeling a strange sensation.
How long has it been since I sat at a dining table like this, watching someone else make breakfast…
Looking at her back in the maid outfit, I felt an urge to hug her from behind…
No, now is not the time to feel nostalgic or intoxicated by maids! In the end, why is Miss Shirley at my house!
“Um, Miss Shirley, how did you get into my house…”
“Don’t worry, I didn’t infiltrate. I arrived last night after Young Master Jun Cheng had fallen asleep. The head of the family has already permitted me to stay here and given me a key to the house.”
“Uh, the head of the family, you mean my dad?”
“Yes. Young Master Jun Cheng’s father returned home at 11 PM last night and left shortly before you woke up and had breakfast.”
Wow, he’s still so late… But it’s already a great thing that he could come back.
Lately, Dad, like Mom, has been swamped with work, spending most of his time at the hospital. In the past, although Dad was busy, he would come home by 7 PM at the latest. Unlike now, when I can’t even see him.
“…Working a lot of overtime lately.”
“Yes, because there have been frequent murder cases recently, the hospital and the funeral home are very busy.”
“Hm? Murder cases?”
“Yes, so for your personal safety, I will pick you up after your evening study session.”
“There’s no need to go to such trouble…”
“No, this is the Young Miss’s instruction. I will stay here to take care of you until your injuries have healed.”
Miss Shirley served me an exquisite breakfast and said to me with a serious expression, leaving no room for refusal.
“Also, the Young Miss asked me to give you a message.”
“What message?”
Miss Shirley didn’t immediately relay Ji Lianbing’s message to me. Instead, she closed her eyes and was silent for three seconds. When she opened her eyes again…
“‘Hehehehe~ Jun Cheng, you’re discharged early? Such a disobedient boyfriend. Your injuries haven’t healed yet, and I’ve been so worried~ So I sent Shirley to take care of you… Hmm, it’s also compensation for using a maid to lure you to the cafe last time. Anyway, you’re a maid fetishist, Jun Cheng, you can’t resist when you see a maid, right? Hehehehe~ If you can’t control yourself, you can ask Shirley for help? But let me tell you in advance, Shirley is not only my maid but also my educator. So, it’s not easy to force her, hehehe…'”
“Cough!”
I almost spat out the congee I was eating!
This was too amazing! She perfectly mimicked Ji Lianbing’s tone, and even her expression was lifelike. It was as if she were standing right here!
Miss Shirley, you’re too versatile!
“That’s about it.”
I looked at Miss Shirley, who was still smiling, with a bit of awkwardness and stammered an explanation.
“Um, I, I’m not…”
Miss Shirley smiled understandingly at me, as if she could read my mind, and said.
“Don’t worry, Young Master Jun Cheng. Even if you have some expectations for maids, I won’t look down on you. Rather, I’m fortunate… Hmm, of course, if you need it, I can help you with your physiological needs using my hands.”
“Cough cough cough cough! No, thank you!”
No wonder I always felt Miss Shirley and Ji Lianbing had many similarities, especially their calm demeanor and smiling expressions. They were like copies.
So it was because Miss Shirley was also Ji Lianbing’s educator…
No wonder she was the “Perfect Type Head Maid”.
“Brother? Who are you talking to…”
“Hm? Keling, you’re up early today.”
Keling walked in. She was up so early today?
“Wow~ Maid-chan~”
Pat-pat-pat.
Keling ran over and hugged Miss Shirley around the waist.
She spun around, her big eyes sparkling.
“Oh my, Miss Keling, you’re very energetic.”
Ah, come to think of it, Keling also likes maids… I remember she bought a maid outfit online and wore it in front of me a few times. But because of the excessive impact (she was too cute), I later forbade her from wearing maid outfits.
“Yeah, thanks to you calling me to wake up, Shirley!”
No wonder Keling woke up so early today. It turned out Miss Shirley had called Keling to wake her up… Wait, Miss Shirley has been in the kitchen since just now. When did she call Keling to wake her up? Maid, do you have the ability to split yourself?
“Hehe, if you wish, I can wake you up every day.”
“Wow~ That would be a great help. Keling really likes, really likes maids! Brother also really likes maids~”
“It is my honor to be liked by Young Master and Misses.”
“Shirley is so excellent, everyone will like you~ It’s just a shame she’s not our family’s maid…”
“You can consider me your family’s maid.”
“How can that be? Would Shirley’s original master be willing to let her go?”
“The Young Miss is not my master. Besides, there are other maids besides me who will take care of the Young Miss in my place, so Miss Keling, you can just order me around as you please.”
“Really? That’s great! If Shirley could be our family’s maid, Keling would be super happy!”
“Hehehehe, I am also very happy to be able to serve Young Master and Misses.”
“…”
…Even though both of them were smiling, why did I feel an inexplicable pressure… and I felt like there were hidden meanings in their words…
Looking at their intimate? interaction, I suddenly felt like my sense of existence was gradually disappearing… just like when I was in class.
I quietly said I was full and picked up my school bag, heading for the entrance.
As I was putting on my shoes, ready to go out, I was stopped.
“Please wait a moment, Young Master Jun Cheng.”
“Hm?”
Miss Shirley came up to me, adjusted my collar, put a clean handkerchief in my pocket, handed me a bento box, and then said to me with a knowing smile.
“Young Master Jun Cheng, I wish you a safe journey.”
Wow, so radiant… This is the healing power of a maid…
“Ah, okay.”
As soon as I walked about four or five steps out of the house, I suddenly felt a dangerous aura emanating from inside the house.
…I have a feeling that if I go back now, I might see something extraordinary.
I have a feeling that home is no longer a peaceful place…
I hope it’s just an illusion…
