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Using my memories of the original story, I roamed through Kuoh Town.

It didn't take long before I found Xenovia Quarta and Irina Shidou—and, as expected, they were in quite the predicament.

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Meanwhile, on a certain street.

Xenovia and Irina were having a heated argument. They had spent all their money on a fake painting of a saint, and now they were broke.

"This is all your fault, Irina! If you hadn't wasted our money on that stupid painting, we wouldn't be broke!"

Xenovia's voice was sharp with frustration, her arms crossed as she glared at her partner.

Irina pouted, crossing her arms defensively.

"H-Hey! that's a saint's portrait! I bought it for our faith!"

"Faith? I've never seen a saint in the Bible that looks like that." Xenovia scoffed.

Irina averted her gaze, suddenly unable to meet Xenovia's piercing stare.

A moment later, she slumped against the nearest wall, sliding down until she was sitting on the pavement. Her stomach grumbled audibly, her voice carrying a mix of despair and exhaustion.

"Ugh! Why is everyone in this country so heartless? Can't someone show us a little pity?"

Xenovia sighed, rubbing her temple.

"At this rate, we'll starve before we even start our mission."

They were stranded in a foreign city, their only lead on the Excalibur fragments as vague as ever, and now, thanks to Irina's brilliant spending habits, they had no money left.

The cherry on top? They had already been completely humiliated by me earlier today.

They were one bad decision away from dying of hunger before they even got a chance to fight Kokabiel.

"Let's just focus on finding Kokabiel," Xenovia muttered. "I'd rather die fighting than starve to death like this."

Irina groaned in defeat.

"Yeah… I know…"

Just as they were about to drag themselves back onto their feet, I made my entrance.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the famous Church duo."

My voice rang out smoothly, carrying an unmistakable hint of amusement.

Xenovia and Irina turned sharply toward me.

I stood a short distance away, my hands in my pockets, a lazy smirk playing on my lips as I looked them up and down.

"Weren't you two supposed to be on some grand holy mission? What are you doing sulking on the streets like beggars?"

Irina's eyes widened in shock before narrowing in annoyance.

"Tch! It's you! What, did you come to mock us?"

I chuckled, tilting my head.

"Nah, I'm not that cruel. But I will say—this is a pretty pathetic look for you."

To emphasize my point, I pulled out a large bag of Koneko's specially made dried fish snacks from my system storage and popped one into my mouth, chewing slowly.

Xenovia and Irina immediately locked eyes on the food, their expressions stiffening.

Even Xenovia, usually composed, swallowed hard.

I let out a hum of satisfaction, exaggerating the sound as I reached into the bag for another piece.

"Here. You want some?"

The Church duo blinked in shock.

Xenovia's eyes narrowed in suspicion, while Irina's expression twisted between desperation and skepticism.

"Wait… You're just giving these to us?" Irina asked warily.

"What's the catch?" Xenovia added, crossing her arms.

I rolled my eyes.

"Do you two seriously think I'd go through the trouble of tricking you over a couple of dried fish snacks?" I scoffed. "You both combined aren't even a match for me. What could I possibly want from you?"

Irina's face flushed slightly, but she quickly covered it up with a haughty scoff.

"W-Well… you never know! Maybe you are up to something!"

Still, she hesitated, glancing at the snacks again.

"Are you really giving these to us?"

"Here, take them. They're yours. Eat up." I said with a smile.

Irina didn't hesitate this time.

She snatched the bags out of the air, tossing one to Xenovia before immediately tearing open her own and stuffing a piece into her mouth.

"Mmm! Finally, something to eat! Thank the Lord!"

Xenovia, chewing much more gracefully, nodded.

"God must have answered our prayers."

"..." I deadpanned.

"—Excuse me?"

"What?"

"Are you seriously thanking God right now? I just fed you two, and you're acting like divine intervention dropped those snacks out of the sky."

Neither of them even acknowledged my words.

Instead, they continued eating, finishing both bags in record time.

I sighed.

"Well, you two are certainly gluttons. You finished those in no time!"

Once they were properly fed, I leaned forward slightly, smirking.

"Now then… How about we make a deal, ladies?"

"A deal?" Xenovia perked up slightly.

"Yep. You two become my maids—and in exchange, I'll provide you with food and shelter until you find Kokabiel and complete your mission. Sounds fair, right?"

Irina immediately scoffed, "What?! Make us your maids? You wish!" She huffed indignantly, "I'd rather starve to death than eat your food."

But Xenovia, on the other hand, lowered her head in thought. Then, she looked up at me, her brow furrowed. "I have no problem with that."

"What?! Xenovia, how can you give in to this jerk just for a little bit of food!"

Irina was shocked and couldn't believe that Xenovia had agreed so easily.

"Irina, use your brain, will you! Xenovia knows what she's doing!" I retorted. "As a warrior, you'd rather starve to death than accept help? What about your mission?"

"...."

"I…" Irina trembled.

"Fine. I understand. I'll be your maid!" Irina finally relented, a mix of frustration and tears in her eyes.

I clapped my hands together.

"Great! Then let's get you two cleaned up. And maybe—just maybe—we can do something about those shrinking 'boobs'."

"Hey! What did you just say about my boobs?!" Irina snapped, blushing furiously as she covered her chest with her hands.

"What? I'm just saying, if you don't eat properly, your figure will suffer. And a maid needs to look presentable, right?" I explained helpfully.

Hearing my explanation, Xenovia's lips twitched, and she gave me a strange look, not sure what to make of me.

After our meal, we went to a Maid-themed boutique.

....

The moment we stepped inside, a chorus of sweet voices rang out.

"Welcome home, Master!!"

Ahhh… This is the life.

Irina and Xenovia, on the other hand, were not amused.

"Wh-why did you bring us here?" Irina asked, her voice laced with suspicion and dread as she eyed the maids surrounding us.

I grinned.

"To buy your maid outfits, of course. And remember—you're supposed to call me—Master. or you'll be punished,"

"Xenovia, I'm starting to regret this," she whispered.

"..." Xenovia simply rolled her eyes.

Ignoring their inner turmoil, I turned to one of the store attendants, flashing a charming smile.

"Excuse me, could you please pack up these… and these… oh, and definitely those."

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Minutes later, we emerged from the shop, my arms loaded with shopping bags filled with carefully selected maid outfits.

I turned to Xenovia and Irina, an unmistakable gleam of excitement in my eyes.

"Hehehe… Once we get home, you two are changing into these immediately."

Irina and Xenovia visibly shuddered, a sudden chill running down their spines.

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