The gentle, beautiful maid girl with cream-colored, rippling long hair leaned in to press her lips together.

At first, it was just a subtle chu... a mere brush of contact.

From there, the sound of their lips gradually intensified, and as I responded, our mouths intertwined in a complex overlap.

"Chu... nnn... So this is what a kiss feels like... Even though it's just our lips touching, it’s so hot... chu, comfortable... rero... my heart is pounding so fast... nnn..."

As our lips parted, a thread of saliva stretched between us.

Watching the thin string break with a slightly embarrassed expression, Roha gestured for me to get into bed.

"Master, please lie on your back."

"Ah... y-yes..."

There was no way I could refuse her, but I couldn't shake my concern about the reason behind it all.

Once I lay down on my back on the bed, she began to carefully unbutton the buttons of my school uniform.

"Roha... I know you don't dislike it, and I'm glad... but may I ask for the reason?"

To my question, she answered without stopping her hands.

"The reason, you say?... Hmm. It could be that we are a harmonious pair; or because of the kindness you have bestowed upon me; or because they want me to become the formal maid for this party; or as Lady Chiyu explained, that in order for me to do that, I must join your harem... there are many reasons one could append afterward, but..."

It seems the influence of Senyū is indeed at play.

At this point, it’s become clear that the spiritual pillar of this party might just be Senyū.

But what worries me now isn’t that.

"From here on out...?"

"Yes. As you know, my ability is to perceive what people desire. When I first saw you, Master, I was truly taken aback."

"Huh? I didn't seem to want anything strange?"

A sense of unease settles in.

"No, not at all. You were desiring the things your companions wanted."

"……Ah, I see."

Indeed, that was what I had been thinking—I wanted to know what the women in the party desired.

Afterward, I actually asked Roa and even investigated the matter myself.

"As my understanding of the situation deepened, my awe only grew stronger. Possessing such a versatile 'Craft Ability,' and being in an environment where acting like a tyrant would be tolerated, yet you treat your companions as equals and wholeheartedly seek to fulfill their desires... how truly noble your heart is..."

Heat began to rise in Roa's eyes.

After unbuttoning the rest of her attire, she leaned in half-hanging off him, pressing her lips together.

"Mwapp, mwapp. ...Even before acquiring this power, I have prided myself on being adept at sensing what people want. If you observe closely and truly know the other person, it’s not difficult."

So-called "people pleasers" aren't actually superhumans or psychic beings.

If you understand what a certain type of person seeks under specific circumstances, you can anticipate their needs and provide them in advance.

The more well-versed you are in your partner, the higher that precision will be.

At the breakfast table, if someone stares around the surface in front of their fried egg, you’d realize they’re looking for something to dip it in.

Knowing your partner allows you to offer precisely the salt they prefer, rather than presenting every single condiment on the table.

I suppose people would call those who naturally exhibit this ability to read ahead in various situations "people of impeccable consideration."

Or perhaps Loa’s innate caring nature simply allowed her to excel at such anticipation.

"However, much as I try, I cannot respond to every single demand."

Loa’s lips moved toward my nape. She sucked deeply with a chuuuu sound, and a shiver ran up my spine.

"Especially regarding intimate relations; they were always difficult for me. I only wish to be of help to the other party, yet so many gentlemen tried to turn our bond into something romantic. By the time I was in middle school, I had become careful about any contact with men."

Even at her workplace maid café, while the majority of customers enjoyed the role-play with full understanding of the situation, she told me that some patrons ended up falling in love with the staff.

"Come to think of it... I don't remember ever seeing you talking to a guy before..."

Her lips traveled from my neck to my shoulder, then to my collarbone, and finally—landing on her nipple.

A small protrusion entered Roa's mouth, where it was licked by her long tongue.

She was assaulted by an unknown sensation.

It wasn't unpleasant.

It wasn't the obvious pleasure of stimulating the rod, yet it wasn't entirely unrelated either.

A gradual, lingering comfort slowly seeped into her brain, which began to accept it.

"Even if someone sought my heart or body, I would not have wished to offer it up. That is because I believed what I sought was a pure joyous emotion unrelated to desire, the kind children display."

Like how you feel rewarded when people say thank you after you help them out.

Roa's spirit of service was driven by such small joys.

If someone mistook that for romantic interest and demanded a lover, she would likely just be confused.

"You thought so?"

So it was past tense.

"Yes. You might think a single day is nothing, but with each thing I learned about what Master had accomplished, and as the acts of kindness you performed toward me increased, I noticed my heart racing and becoming unable to look away."

Roa's lips had traveled down to around my navel.

Pulling her mouth away once, she began moving her hands to take off his trousers.

"Even if one were to gain the same power, how many gentlemen could act with such gentleness as Master does? How many would be able to hold back on exercising their 'Right of Return'? How many would wholeheartedly seek what their comrades want over what they themselves desire?"

The trousers were pulled down, revealing his bulging pants.

Seeing that, Roa smiled with a lewd, almost pleased expression.

"I realized it, you see. I did not wish to serve someone who merely insisted on what they wanted for themselves. Rather, I wished to serve one who could also care for the desires of another."

His pants were pulled down, exposing his cock, which stood rigid and erect.

Roa's eyes widened, and with a dazed expression, she let out a soft breath: "Ho..."

"So, it was love at first sight. And from there, my feelings of reverence only grew stronger."

"Roa..."

"May I... serve you?"

As if intentionally, Roa asked for his final permission.

"Yes, please."

At his words, she smiled brightly—and pressed her mouth to his cock.

Much like kissing a lover, she repeatedly kissed him with little chuu-chuu sounds from her lips.

Although the physical pleasure itself was modest, that gesture of affection drove his arousal to its peak.

"Oh my... Even though you are already quite endowed, it has grown another size larger..."

Roa stopped kissing him with a voice tinged with surprise, slowly lifting her head up.

Chup—the tip pressed against her lips, and then—nyurun!

In an instant, my cock sank into her mouth.

"Gg…!"

Roa's mouth kept moving, repeatedly pulling the shaft out and letting it drop back in.

But that wasn't all.

Wrapping her long tongue around the shaft while working it up and down, she delivered a sensation entirely different from standard oral sex, a pleasure that surged against my groin.

Pressing both hands against the bed, Roa continued to stimulate the shaft with nothing but the movement of her head.

And yet, her eyes stayed fixed on me the whole time, gazing up at me with such doting affection that holding back would have been the truly impossible task.

Overwhelmed by the stimulating technique of this gentle maid, my pre-cum erupted without warning.

"Roa, I'm sorry...!"

"Mmph...! Nnnk, chup, gkhh, gkhh... chuu. Lero, lero."

Though Roa showed a fleeting moment of surprise, she adapted immediately.

She swallowed every drop of the cum that came out, gently licking around the shaft as it finished ejaculating, coddling it with her tongue.

As the blank-white ecstasy subsided, she pulled her mouth away from my cock.

Then, wiping at the saliva around her lips, she stroked them with her own fingers.

"I apologize, Master. I had been informed that the young lady preferred it kept in her mouth rather than swallowed."

Loa did not scold me for my sudden outburst; instead, she offered a sincere apology.

There was something almost perverse about her words that stirred an indescribable excitement within me.

"No... it is I who should be apologizing."

"Please do not trouble yourself over it. It is my greatest pleasure that a maid's mouth could provide such satisfaction, with that lovely pyu-pyu sensation."

It seemed Senryu had let her in on the details of my kinks after all.

As usual, I felt a wave of shame, but as is also usually the case, it was precisely this embarrassment that allowed for such experiences to occur.

"Ah... it was incredibly pleasurable."

"I humbly accept your gratitude. It is nothing more than my pleasure to put to good use the skills I have honed in anticipation of serving my eternal master in the future."

In other words, she had been practicing since before the transfer... in preparation for the day when she might acquire a lover?

"But wait... didn't she say she wasn't interested in romance?"

With my hazy head, I tried to recall her previous remarks.

"I simply hadn't found a gentleman to whom I could offer my heart and body; it wasn't that I ever wished to be alone for the rest of my life. I merely honed my skills so as not to disappoint you when I finally found someone worthy of dedicating everything to."

Loa puffed out her chest with a "ha-ah," as if to emphasize her pride.

"Y-Yes, I see... But was it really alright to display such technique on this desert island?"

At my words, Loa’s expression turned to one of pouting displeasure.

"You're being quite rude, Master. I merely meant that I have found him."

She flicked her gaze away in a huff; the gesture was childish yet endearing.

"—"

The thought Could it truly be me? did cross my mind.

But apologizing now would indeed be crude.

At the very least, I must strive to prove that her choice was not a mistake from this point on.

"Thank you, Loa."

Hearing the correct answer this time, Loa smiled brightly with delight.

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Swaying her long wavy chestnut hair, the demure maid beauty leaned in and pressed her lips to mine.

At first, it was just a soft, hesitant peck.

But gradually, the sounds of her lips grew louder, and as I responded, our lips intertwined in a complex dance.

“Chuu…nn… This is a kiss, isn’t it…? Just the touch of our lips, yet it’s so hot… Chuu, so soothing… Lero… My heart is racing…nn…”

When our lips parted, a thread of saliva stretched between us.

She looked embarrassed as she pulled me toward the bed.

“Master, please lie down on your back.” “Ah…right…”

I couldn’t refuse her, but I was curious about her reasons.

As I lay back on the bed, she began to unbutton my uniform carefully.

“Roah, I know you’re not opposed to this… but could I ask why?”

She answered without stopping her hands.

“Why, you ask… Hmm, there are many reasons: your affectionate behavior, the gratitude I owe you, being made the official maid for this party, being told that joining your harem is necessary for my goal… There are plenty of reasons I could add later…”

Probably because of Senyuu's influence.

Now that I think about it, the spiritual pillar of this party might be Senyuu.

But what's on my mind isn't that. "Later...?"

"Yes. As you know, my ability is to understand what people want. When I first saw my master, I was very surprised."

"Huh? Did I want something weird?" I feel a bit uneasy.

"No. Master wanted what your friends wanted." "...Ah, I see."

Indeed, I had been thinking about wanting to know what the girls wanted.

After that, I actually asked Roa and went exploring.

"As I understood the situation better, my admiration for you only grew. With such a versatile ability as 'Crafting,' and in an environment where even a tyrant could get away with it, to treat your friends as equals and truly seek what they want... how noble of you!" Roa's eyes start to glow.

After unbuttoning everything, she leans in and presses her lips to mine.

"Chu, chu. ...Even before I gained this power, I was confident in my ability to understand what people want. With good observation and knowledge of the person, it's not difficult."

People who are good at 'considering others' aren't necessarily psychics.

If you understand what certain types of people seek in a given situation, you can prepare it in advance.

The better you know someone, the more accurate you can be.

If you see someone looking around the table at breakfast, in front of their fried eggs, they're probably looking for something to put on them.

Knowing someone well, you can offer them exactly what they like, such as salt, rather than all the condiments.

People who can naturally anticipate such things in various situations are called considerate.

Is it because Roa's innate helpfulness combined with her ability to anticipate?

"But even I cannot fulfill every request."

Her lips moved toward my neck. She sucked hard, and a shiver ran up my spine.

"Especially in matters of the opposite sex, it was difficult for me. I only wanted to help, but many men tied it to romance, so by the time I reached middle school, I avoided contact with men."

At the maid café where she worked, while most customers enjoyed the themed experience, some fell in love with the staff.

"Come to think of it, I don't think I've seen Roa talking to guys much..."

Her lips moved from my neck to my shoulder, then to my collarbone, and then—my nipple.

A small protrusion was taken into Roa's mouth, her long tongue licking it. An unfamiliar sensation hit me, but it wasn't unpleasant.

It wasn't the clear pleasure I felt when stimulating the rod, but it wasn't completely unrelated either.

The pleasant warmth gradually seeped into my brain.

"I did not feel the desire to offer myself to anyone who sought my heart or body. I thought that what I was seeking was a pure joy, like the happiness a child shows, unrelated to desire."

Like when someone thanked me for helping them, and I felt rewarded.

Roa's sense of duty was driven by such small joys.

If I misunderstood this and someone asked for a romantic relationship, I would just be confused. "Thought... about it?" That's in the past tense.

"Yes. Although it was just for one day, every time I learned what my master had done, and every time he did something for me, I realized my heart was fluttering and my eyes couldn't look away."

Roa's lips had come to my belly button.

She moved her hand to start unbuttoning my pants.

"How many men would be able to treat someone as kindly as my master, even if they had the same power? How many would be able to hold their 'right of return' in reserve? How many would truly seek what their comrades wanted, rather than what they wanted themselves?"

My pants were pulled off, revealing my large bulge.

She looked at it and laughed lasciviously, almost gleefully.

"I realized that I wanted to serve someone who could think about what others wanted, rather than just demanding what I wanted."

Her panties were pulled down, and her erect member was exposed.

Roah’s eyes widened, and she sighed in a dazed expression, "Hoh... "

"So, the reason is that I fell in love at first sight. And from there, my feelings for you have only grown stronger." "Roah..."

"May I serve you?"

Roah was clearly doing this on purpose, asking for my permission one last time. "Yeah, please."

At my words, she smiled sweetly and brought the straw to her lips.

She kissed the straw repeatedly, as if she were kissing her lover.

Even though the pleasure itself wasn't that great, the affectionate gesture made my excitement reach its peak.

"Mmm... Even though you already have something so impressive, it's grown even bigger..."

Roah gasped in surprise, stopped kissing, and slowly raised her head.

Squish... When I thought she was going to put the tip to her lips... slurp...!

In an instant, my shaft was swallowed into her mouth. "Guh...!"

Loa's mouth movements didn't stop, repeatedly pulling out and putting the shaft back in.

She was also moving it up and down with her long tongue, sending a different kind of pleasure to my hips than when it was just in her mouth.

While Loa kept her hands on the bed, she continued to stimulate my shaft with just her head movements.

And yet, her eyes kept looking at me, sending loving glances my way, making it impossible to endure.

In front of the overly stimulating technique of the calm maid, I exploded without warning. "Loa, sorry...!"

"Mmm...! Nngh, chup, chup, chup... chuuu. Lick, lick."

Loa was momentarily surprised but quickly adapted.

She swallowed all the white liquid as it came out, and after finishing, she licked the shaft with her tongue as if to comfort it.

As the intense pleasure started to fade, she pulled her mouth off the shaft.

Then, she wiped her mouth with her fingers, stroking her lips to clean off the drool.

「I apologize, Master. I thought Miss Senyuu preferred to keep it in her mouth, but I ended up swallowing it.」

Roah doesn't scold me for rushing; instead, she apologizes.

Her somewhat twisted words send an inexplicable excitement coursing through me.

「No... it's my fault.」

「Please don't worry about it. If I was able to make you feel good with my mouth, then I'm happy.」

It seems Senyuu must have told her about my preferences as well.

Every time, I feel embarrassed, but every time, it's thanks to this that I get to have such experiences.

"Ahh... It felt really good."

"I'm honored. I'm glad that the skills I polished for the day I would meet my lifelong partner were able to be of use."

So, she had been practicing for when she would have a boyfriend someday...?

"Huh... But, didn't you say you weren't interested in love?"

I recalled her words as my head cleared.

「I didn’t want to spend my whole life alone; I just hadn’t met a man I could give my heart and body to. I trained so that I wouldn’t disappoint the person I would eventually come to love.”

Roah puffed out her chest, as if to say, “Hmph.”

“S-so, you mean… you were prepared to show off your skills on this desert island?”

My words made Roah look a bit sulky.

“Rude, my lord. I’ve already found the person I want to give everything to.”

She looked away, her expression both childish and delicate.

I wondered if I was the right person for her.

But if I apologized now, it would be even ruder.

At the very least, I would try my best to prove that her choice was the right one. “Thank you, Roah.”

This time, she smiled happily, as if she had gotten the right answer.

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