The girl named Vallière continued to scream ‘late’, yet at the same time danced on Saito’s fallen body.
Saito lying on the ground, shouted loudly, “If you know you are late, then stop dancing on my body!”
With that shout, the tiny pink-haired girl stopped. With her arms around her chest, she stared at Saito and asked,
“Where were you staring? Your face is red!” There was a sense of unease in her voice as she asked.
This young lady wore the same style of uniform as Siesta’s - Saito’s school uniform. But the way she wore it was different. She kept her tux’s buttons left open, and kept the tie loose, which made her appear to be very loose herself. But that pink hair and those tea-colored eyes were indeed Louise.
“Why are you wearing your clothes like that?”
But Louise didn’t even seem to notice Saito’s question.
“Where were you looking? Speak!”
“It has nothing to do with you!” Just as Saito finished, he was rewarded with Louise’s foot in his face.
“Of course it has to do with me! You are my familiar, so no matter what happens you are only allowed to look at me! If you look at other people, I will teach you a lesson!”
Louise angrily stared at Siesta.
“So, so, so when you go stare at the big-breasted maid, it means serious punishment! Do you understand?”
“What are you joking about?” Saito yelled. He jumped up and grabbed Louise’s shoulder.
“Eh…” Louise yelped sharply as she collapsed on the ground, and Saito landed on top of her, his eyes transfixed on her face.
“You, what are you doing? …You, you plan to attack your master?”
“Correct.”
“Don’t you dare doing anything! I am a noble, you are a commoner!”
“Noble princesses wouldn’t dress like this!”
Yelled Saito pointing at Louise’s loose socks.
“What, what’s the matter? What I wear is my own business! You are only a familiar, mind your own business!”
“What familiar? What nobility? What Master? It is not same here! Because we are in Japan!”
“Don’t talk nonsense!” Louise yelled raging. Saito restrained the raging Louise and looked into her burning eyes.
“You… wanted this to happen, right?”
Though words came from his mouth, they did not seem to be his. Even though he talked… it felt as if he was watching a movie about other characters.
“…Eh?”
“You wanted to be pushed down by me, didn’t you? That’s why you wore that black cat costume. For me to push you down. Right? Speak up. Heeey, speak up!”
These words have been said some time ago, Saito thought strangely calmly, while shouting.
Then the girl's cheeks turned pink, like the color of her hair. She turned her head and looked the other way.
“D-don’t be s-silly. Who wanted to be pushed down? S-stop joking, let me go in this instant or I’ll kick you.”
“Then kick.”
Hearing such strong words, Louise bit her lip.
“D-don’t anger me….” She said in a feeble voice.
“Well then, itadakimasu.” He nodded seriously and started unfasten the shirt at her knolls. I did this before, he thought. Then his head was hit with the frying-pan by Siesta who stood behind.
“Auch!”
“This is the middle of the road. It’s embarrassing, please stop.”
“Frying-pan, where…”
“I carry it to cook.”
“Butt out!” Louise screamed rudely at Siesta. Siesta turned to Louise.
“Why are you so mad, even though I helped you? Then all these words about ‘anger’ must be a lie. It’s not your real intention. You wanted to be pushed down after all.“
“L-lies! Maids should be silent and do the laundry!”
“I would do the laundry if you would lend me the washboard.”
“Haah? I don’t have a washboard!”
“Not true. You have a splendid one over there.”
She pointed at Louise’s chest. Louise let out a penetrating scream.
“Keeeeeeeeeeee!”
“Wash with plain chest♪ With bubbles wash♪ Scrub scrub scrub♪”
Louise jumped at Siesta's singing.
“Whaaat! Big breasts are all that you have, maid! Flirting with men is all that you think about! Not even wearing underwear!”
“Aren’t you the same! You always think about how to get laid! Wearing next to nothing! Ridiculous noble! Always eagerly awaiting with shiny eyes to be pushed down by Saito-san! Don’t you have any shame?!”
“What! Undeveloped! Stupid maid!” The quarrel turned into a cat fight between the two. Skirts fluttering, claws spread, gripping each others hair, they were rolling on the ground like two raging chickens.
“S-stop…” Saito muttered, though the pair were not listening at all.
Then... A black limousine drove up.
The door at the driver's side opened and Mazarin, dressed up in white gloves and a black suit, stepped out. When Mazarin opened the door at the back seat, he bowed reverently.
Henrietta appeared, in a white dress. She wore a brimless hat decorated with flowers. Her dress was befitting more of a young lass than princess. She held an elegant handbag at her side.
Henrietta ran up to Saito and offered her hand.
“You stopped an army of 70,000.”
“Yes.” Saito replied boldly.
“You were truly unstoppable. Aaah, you are a savior of Tristain. Though this useless queen cannot do anything, I can’t leave such loyalty unrewarded. Well, kiss this hand.”
Saito took the hand and pressed it to his lips, next, Henrietta wrapped her arms around Saito’s neck.
“P-Princess?”
“Call me Ann. Next, on the lips, for compassion.”
Flustered Henrietta embraced Saito's head closely and puckered up her lips.
Not good, Saito thought and in an instant heard growls.
“What are you doing to the Princess?!”
“Always nobles! You always prefer them! It’s impossible for a village girl to be noticed!”
Saito, knowing very well what it meant to become Louise’s and Siesta’s target, quickly shook off Henrietta’s arms and ran away.
“Wait! Let’s continue the evening from the cheap hotel!”
Henrietta shouted.
“Continue what from the cheap hotel?! What?!”
“What did you do in there! Surely you wore weird clothes again!”
Siesta and Louise ran after him shouting.
While he was trying to escape, an American bike appeared out of the corner. Scarron and Jessica were sitting on it, all dressed up in tight leather clothes.
Saito leaped over the pair’s motorcycle and fell.
Jessica jumped out of the bike's sidecar and looked down at the sprawled Saito.
“Stop being useless. Quickly, help me to sell this oil.”
“Y-you…”
“Huh? Not energetic? Then how about this to motivate you?”
She threw him a mischievous glance and through the crevice of her leather jacket led Saito’s hand into the valley of her well-developed bosom.
Now he was in a trouble.
“W-wait a second!”
“Wait for what?” Jessica said in an amorous voice that tickles man’s heart, and watched him through sparkling eyes.
“You're a girl right? So don’t act like this…”
But Jessica’s eyes made Saito hold his breath…
“That brunette again!”
“My cousin! What the?!”
Saito left Jessica and began to run again. He escaped to Main Street, and while elbowing his way through the crowd, he knocked against someone.
“S-sorry.”
He knocked against a woman with long pink hair. She wore a thin purple cardigan and was holding a leash to which many dogs were connected.
Bark. Bark bark. Bark bark bark.