[Tsubaki Rurikawa] [STR]: 9 [AGI]: 8 [INT]: 7 [VIT]: 7
Tsubaki's stats were lower than Mila's. She'd joined later and was still a virgin; she'd only gained minor boosts from oral play. However, she wasn't fighting demons. Against a pampered noble brat, her [Combat Master] and [Firearms Mastery] skills would make her a goddess of death.
Rustle, rustle—
Two dark shadows emerged from the woods into the moonlight. Tsubaki, in her black maid uniform, looked like a cold, lunar assassin. Her aura was sharp, but whenever she looked at Alex, it softened into pure devotion.
"Is this Bormann territory?" Alex asked.
"Yes, Master."
The private estate was massive, featuring a sprawling manor and a European-style villa. It was even more decadent than the Haibara estate.
"Man, these rich people. I bet Bormann spends every day in a pool of wine and women," Alex muttered, feeling a bit salty. He balled his fist. "We need to bleed him dry! Tsubaki, go find that damn noble and take everything!"
"Yes!"
"This place will be ours soon," Alex patted her shoulder. "In the future, I might have to rely on my maid to support me."
"I would happily support Master for the rest of my life," Tsubaki leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I'm going."
"There are cameras everywhere. Be careful."
Alex watched her vanish into the shadows. Her movements were fluid and professional. Even with average stats, the top-tier skills Alex had granted her made her deadly. Alex followed at a distance. His [Super Intuition] allowed him to avoid cameras effortlessly, as if he were taking a casual stroll in his own backyard.
Inside the villa, Tsubaki realized she didn't feel as much rage as she expected. In a way, she was almost thankful; if Bormann hadn't ruined her family, she never would have met Alex. She preferred her life as a maid over her life as a noble.
Still, the thought of Bormann's disgusting, lecherous gaze made her nauseous. He had to pay, not for revenge, but because Alex wanted his assets.
Tsubaki raised her pistol and fired a suppressed shot without even looking up. Pfft— The camera shattered. She didn't bother with a stealthy route; she took the most direct path to the center of the villa.
The skills Master gave me are incredible, she thought. She didn't even need her eyes to aim; the gun felt like an extension of her own arm.
In a lavish bedroom, a blonde young man stood by a window. Bormann was glaring at the maids in his room, unaware of the intruder.
Slap!
He struck one of the maids across the face. She fell to the floor, shivering in pain, too terrified to look up.
Bormann took a sip of Romanee-Conti, trying to calm his nerves. Every time he thought of Tsubaki, his eyes filled with cold fury. SMASH! He threw the expensive wine glass against the floor.
"Tsubaki Rurikawa! I will have you!"
Since she had escaped his grasp, she had become an obsession. He had lost interest in all the other women he had acquired. He didn't realize that his lack of libido was actually Alex's doing—a result of [Absolute Control]. He blamed it on his obsession with Tsubaki.
"St. 条 Academy... a pathetic high schooler... You're dead, kid!" He growled. He knew Alex had taken her, and that she was now his maid. The thought of the exquisite Tsubaki being used and played with by that boy drove him insane with jealousy.
But he was wary of the Mila family protecting them.
"Is the Mila family still making trouble for us?" Bormann asked.
"Yes," a maid whispered. "They've escalated. They rejected all our settlement offers."
"That bitch, Mila! A mere parvenu!" Bormann roared. "Once I crush her, let's see who protects you!" He imagined crushing the sexy, tall Mila under his heel as well.
The door to his bedroom creaked open. Creak—
"Who gave you permission to—" Bormann's words died in his throat.
Under the moonlight, a stunning girl walked in. Tsubaki Rurikawa.
"You—!" Bormann was stunned. His obsession had delivered herself to his door? "I knew you'd come back. You realized that pathetic boy couldn't satisfy you, so you came to a real man."
Tsubaki's eyes darkened. "Comparing Master to you is an insult to him. You aren't even worth one of his—"
"One of his what?" Bormann snapped. "Did you fuck him already?"
"I am Master's personal maid. I love him deeply. Fucking him is only natural," Tsubaki smiled—a radiant, beautiful smile that wasn't for him. "Master's strength, his tenderness, his size... everything about him is incomparable. I will never forget the nights we spent together. Even his essence tastes sweet—"
"SHUT UP!!" Bormann screamed, his face twisting into a demonic mask of jealousy. "I'll kill him! I'll kill that brat!"
"You won't get the chance." Tsubaki's smile vanished, replaced by an icy chill. "You aren't leaving this room tonight."
"You came for revenge?" Bormann sneered. "A weak girl alone in my villa?"
"I am here to kill you, but not for revenge," Tsubaki said. "If you hadn't ruined my family, I wouldn't have met Master. I'm happier now than I ever was as a Lady. So... thank you." She gave a mock bow.
Bormann's mind broke. Revenge doesn't matter? You're here to take my money for him?
He lunged at her like a rabid animal, his eyes filled with dark, twisted lust. "I'll break you! I'll turn you into my toy!"
In a flash, Tsubaki raised her hand. The black barrel of a pistol was pressed against his forehead. Bormann froze. Fear, cold and absolute, began to spread through his veins.