Mary leans more towards being a mistress rather than a servant maid. She’s arrogant and always full of confidence, unhesitant in using people to her advantage, and she can easily look down on others besides herself, so being a maid just didn’t suit her at all.
In terms of personality… and even as a fashion statement, it feels a bit off.
Her style as a maid is too assertive, lacking any sense of modesty.
“…What’s with the stare? Even if I am sexy, it’s troubling to have someone get excited like this in such a place.”
“S*xy…?”
“Hey, wait a minute. Am I s*xy? Look, I’ve got great br*asts, right!? I’m a high school girl, and that’s a sight to behold for any man!”
“…Sorry, I don’t really get it.”
“Could it be… Kotaro, are you being trained by Shiho? Have you become some sort of p*rvert who can only find attraction in that soft-bodied little girl?”
“That’s not true.”
Please don’t say such rude things.
Shiho indeed may not have as mature a style as Mary, but… I actually think that’s a good thing.
“Then, my maid outfit is s*xy, isn’t it?”
“Um, not really?”
“In that case, what about Shiho’s maid outfit?”
“…Uh, isn’t it a bit early for me to comment on that?”
“Huh? Are you blushing? Kotaro, you’re turning so red… No way! You’re not saying I’m losing to that skinny little girl, right? That’s impossible!”
She’s been quite rude.
Because of that personality, she’s less charming than Shiho.
…What am I even talking about?
“I wasn’t staring at Mary, I was just looking at the car.”
“That’s very disappointing. If you were admiring s*xy me, it would have been somewhat charming… fufu.”
“Come to think of it, isn’t that a different car from before? Look, it was big and black… a limousine, right?”
As I mentioned that, Mary’s eyes visibly shifted.
“W-Well, it’s really nothing special! I just switched to a cheaper car for a change.”
It seemed like there was something difficult to explain after all.
What could it possibly be?
As I tilted my head, observing Mary, a voice suddenly spoke from behind.
“Hey, what do you mean by ‘cheaper’? Do you realize how much my father pays in taxes for a car that’s only valuable for show?”
The language was somewhat rough and indifferent, but it had a tone that demanded attention… Without even seeing the speaker’s face, I instantly knew who it was.
Turning around, there she was… unmistakably Kururi Kurumizawa, with her impressive pink twin-tails.
“Um… so, does that mean the car Mary-san is riding in belongs to Kurumizawa-san? Then, who exactly is Mary-san…?”
Feeling a bit bewildered, I unintentionally spoke up.
It seemed like my words reached her properly, although she responded calmly, without my level of agitation.
“It’s really not a big deal. Simply put, this car that’s been called ‘cheap’ is mine, and the maid in it is my servant… which means both are my possessions.”
“Possessions? Hey, come on, I’m a human being. Are you ignoring my rights?”
“…Unfortunately, this maid has a defect of being too noisy. Unlike the car, she’s a real bargain.”
“A bargain!? How dare you call someone like me, with nothing but pink hair and an outdated tsundere twin-tail, cheap?”
“You’re fired.”
“What? No way! That was just my American-style joke… Please don’t abandon me, Master!!”
…There are many points to comment on.
For now, I’ll consider it a good thing that I understand the relationship between these two.
I don’t know how things turned out this way.
It appears that Kurumizawa-san has apparently hired Mary-san as her servant…
