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  Using my memories of the inal 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 predit.

  ....

  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 gred 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 uo meet Xenovia's pierg stare.

  A moment ter, she slumped against the 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 try so heartless? 't someone show us a little pity?"

  Xenovia sighed, rubbiemple.

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

  They were stranded in a fn 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 pletely humiliated by me earlier today.

  They were one bad decision away from dying of hunger before they even got a ce 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 i.

  "Yeah… I know…"

  Just as they were about t themselves bato 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 zy smirk pying 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 oreets like beggars?"

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

  "Tch! It's you! What, did you e 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 rge bag of Koneko's specially made dried fish snacks from my system ste and popped oo my mouth, chewing slowly.

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

  Even Xenovia, usually posed, swallowed hard.

  I let out a hum of satisfa, 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 suspi, 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 gh the trouble of trig you over a couple of dried fish snacks?" I scoffed. "You both bined aren't even a mate. 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, gng 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 oo Xenovia before immediately tearing open her own and stuffing a pieto her mouth.

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

  Xenovia, chewing much mracefully, nodded.

  "God must have answered our prayers."

  "..." I deadpanned.

  "—Excuse me?"

  "What?"

  "Are you seriously thanking Ght now? I just fed you two, and you're ag like diviervention dropped those snacks out of the sky."

  her of them even aowledged my words.

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

  I sighed.

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

  Ohey were properly fed, I leaned forward slightly, smirking.

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

  "A deal?" Xenovia perked up slightly.

  "Yep. You two bey maids—and in exge, I'll provide you with food and shelter until you find Kokabiel and plete your mission. Sounds fair, right?"

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

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

  "What?! Xenovia, how 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 uand. I'll be your maid!" Irina finally relented, a mix of frustration and tears in her eyes.

  I cpped my hands together.

  "Great! The's get you two ed up. And maybe—just maybe—we 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 do properly, yure will suffer. And a maid o look presentable, right?" I expined helpfully.

  Hearing my expnation, 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 momeepped inside, a chorus of sweet voices rang out.

  "Wele home, Master!!"

  Ahhh… This is the life.

  Irina and Xenovia, oher hand, were not amused.

  "Wh-why did y us here?" Irina asked, her voice ced with suspi 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 tret this," she whispered.

  "..." Xenovia simply rolled her eyes.

  Ign their iurmoil, I turo one of the store attendants, fshing a charming smile.

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

  ....

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

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

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

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

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