"The young lady has made up her mind." At Morita Hospital, Miss Amamiya, clad in a white coat, sat in her office. When Rurikawa Tsubaki had called earlier, she had been sowhat surprised, though it also made perfect sense. After all, when they t Kazuma at the hospital last ti, the young lady had already been tempted.
This seed like a choice that had been destined long ago.
At Morita Hospital, Rurikawa Tsubaki entered the office carrying a bag. Dr. Amamiya was already waiting for her. "Young Lady—why are you alone?"
Not seeing Kazuma, she was startled. Wasn't he supposed to co with her? She had wanted to thoroughly study his body, yet only Rurikawa Tsubaki had arrived.
"He went to the nurses' lounge. He said he was looking for soone," Rurikawa Tsubaki replied, gently shaking her head. "He didn't co here."
"The nurses..."
Amamiya froze for a second, a strange expression crossing her face before she regained her composure. "It seems our nurse left quite an impression on him. I only hope they'll behave themselves... Young Lady, what is this?"
Rurikawa Tsubaki placed the bag on the table. "A maid uniform."
"..."
In the lounge, Tachibana, dressed in her nurse uniform, silently looked at the young man lounging in a chair like so arrogant lord. Kazuma gazed back at her with a teasing smile, his legs resting on the table in an utterly overbearing posture.
"Nurse Tachibana, we et again."
She wasn't sure about the other nurses, but Tachibana was currently quite speechless. Who would have thought that this guy, once a patient, would, in the blink of an eye, beco the hospital's secret boss? Their young lady had pledged the entire hospital to him.
"Did you co here specifically to show off?"
"How could I? Am I that shallow?" Kazuma grinned. "I just ca to see an old friend. Nurse Tachibana, co give a shoulder massage~"
Alright, he was exactly that shallow.
"I'm a nurse. Massage isn't part of a nurse's duties. Besides, you're not a patient," Tachibana replied flatly.
That's what made it fun. Kazuma smiled broadly. He loved spirited horses the most. "Is this attitude appropriate? I'm your boss."
"We belong to milady."
"My maid's maid isn't my maid?" Kazuma's eyebrow twitched. "Then I'll just have Rurikawa do it. She's my maid, after all."
Tachibana finally moved. She ca behind Kazuma and obediently massaged his shoulders.
Kazuma looked up at her face and the pair of magnificent chest right before his eyes. "That's more like it."
He withdrew his legs from the table, getting down to business. "You've probably all heard about Morita Hospital's situation from Rurikawa. From now on, your identities as nurses will just be a cover. Morita Hospital won't change, but it will only serve as a superficial disguise."
"Your real identities won't be ordinary nurses anymore. You'll have a lot to learn in the future. Do your best~"
"These are gifts for you." Saying this, Kazuma picked up a box from the floor and opened it in front of the nurses. When they saw what was inside, they collectively gasped.
Rows of brand-new firearms left them dumbfounded.
What was going on? Were they transitioning from nurses to rcenaries? That was far too big a leap.
"Nurses wielding guns and shooting... sounds pretty thrilling when you think about it, right? Ha, just kidding. But you all had plenty of issues to begin with, each with rather fierce personalities. I think changing professions shouldn't be a problem, right? You won are suited for fighting! Being nurses is a waste of talent."
"..."
Tachibana's face twitched. "We don't know how to use these."
"You can learn slowly. Anyway, I have as many firearms and bullets as you need. This is just a gift. More surprises await you in the future."
On the first floor of the hospital building, Miyajima Sakura-senpai and Tosaka Fuyuka were both there. They watched as the nurses carried boxes of military hardware into the underground warehouse, leaving them practically tongue-tied.
"Kazuma, where did you get so many weapons?" Fuyuka asked, her heart pounding.
"Yeah, those things should be heavily restricted, right? Even for nobles, obtaining this many would be extrely difficult," Miyajima-senpai added, still imrsed in shock.
"Oh, I conjured them," Kazuma said. He wasn't lying; he really had. The impression beret could easily produce these weapons, though the ntal strain was considerable.
As he spoke, Rurikawa Tsubaki, now wearing new clothes, walked over. The black-and-white maid uniform suited her, making Kazuma glance at her a few extra tis. "It fits you well, Rurikawa."
"Master can just call Tsubaki," the fallen young lady said smoothly, already adapting to her new role as a maid. Hearing Kazuma's praise, she looked slightly embarrassed before bowing to the two girls beside him. "Miss Fuyuka, Miss Miyajima."
"Hello, Rurikawa-san. Kazuma has already told us about you," Tosaka Fuyuka said with a graceful smile. "Actually, we're much like you—we share the sa enemy. Please take care of us from now on."
Since she had beco Kazuma's maid, Fuyuka naturally considered her one of them.
"Wait, that bogeyman is my enemy, but what does he have to do with you, Fuyuka?" Miyajima Sakura raised an objection.
"I am Kazuma's person. His enemy is naturally my enemy," Tosaka Fuyuka said seriously. "Besides, it's hard to believe the Tosaka family's crisis doesn't have his shadow behind it. In short, just bla everything on him."
"..."
Why did it feel like Fuyuka was becoming more aggressive too?
But after saying that, the distance between her and Rurikawa Tsubaki closed considerably.
"I'll leave those weapons to you, Tsubaki. Have them familiarize themselves with them first. I don't have much ti to get involved with hospital affairs, so I'll leave these nurses under your command."
"Can I learn too?" she asked.
"Sure, if you want." Kazuma took out a strange small box and handed it to her. "Take good care of this. It's called a superpower training box. It can help you develop three powerful superpowers. It just takes a long ti and requires unwavering perseverance."
But Kazuma felt that Rurikawa Tsubaki would definitely be able to endure it.
"Superpowers?"
Rurikawa Tsubaki's breathing hitched for a mont. She solemnly accepted the box and nodded firmly. "I will work hard."
"Miss Rurikawa is quite special," Tosaka Fuyuka said, sensing her inner resolve. "Not only is she beautiful, but her personality is also incredibly strong. Such an outstanding girl—no wonder the bogeyman targeted her."
"Fuyuka, you've got it wrong. The bogeyman took a liking to her; her appearance is only part of the reason."
"Huh? Then what's the real reason?"
"It's because of her perfect aura," Kazuma mused, resting his chin on his hand. "Even after her family's misfortune, after facing such great disaster and falling to this state, it's still hard to associate her with ordinary girls. That aloof attitude, that noble aura—she's practically the perfect noble young lady by nature."
Even wearing a maid uniform, she was completely different from other maids.
Having spent only a day with her, Kazuma could clearly sense her unique presence.
This girl truly deserved to be called perfect.
"So, Rurikawa is the perfect young lady, and we're just ordinary girls," Tosaka Fuyuka said, clasping her hands behind her back as her smiling face gradually leaned closer. "That's what you an, right, Kazuma?"
"Aura, aura! I'm talking about that noble aura! In terms of looks and charm, you're not inferior to her either!"
Kazuma placed his hand on Fuyuka's face, quickly changing the subject.
"Next is the evolution ray. Tonight, both Fuyuka and Tsubaki will undergo evolution together. Evolution is the foundation for increasing strength and an important step in breaking through to higher levels. My essence can achieve this too, but it's much too slow."
Both the military weapons and Kazuma's extraordinary tools left Rurikawa Tsubaki and Miyajima Sakura wide-eyed.
After listening to Kazuma talk for so long without ntioning her, Miyajima Sakura was dumbfounded. Pointing at her own nose, she asked, "Wait, Kazuma, what about ? What about ?"
Had he forgotten there was still one more person here?
"Oh, you, Senpai..." Kazuma slapped his forehead, then revealed a gentle smile. "Senpai, you should just take your sword and go train."
"???"
Miyajima Sakura felt deeply discriminated against, finally experiencing what differential treatnt and double standards truly ant. "Why do I have to train—"
Kazuma looked at her as if she were a fool. "Fuyuka is my woman."
"Then what about Miss Rurikawa?" Miyajima Sakura asked. She felt no hostility toward this fallen young lady; in fact, she felt deep sympathy, as if seeing her own future reflected in her. As a result, she had quite a favorable impression of her.
"Tsubaki exchanged her body for this opportunity. You're getting a free ride. How can that be the sa? You, a freeloader, naturally get the lowest level of treatnt," Kazuma said, spreading his hands with flawless logic.
"..."
The kendo senpai stared at him resentfully, unable to refute a single word. She was completely speechless. Kazuma, however, pressed his advantage. He sighed, placing his hands on Miyajima Sakura's shoulders and speaking earnestly. "Senpai, it's not that I'm criticizing you. Both you and Tsubaki want to beco stronger, but look at her attitude, then look at yours. Your heart just isn't sincere enough."
For example, Miyajima Sakura's wish list still hadn't appeared.
Rurikawa Tsubaki stood silently to the side, not joining the conversation. In truth, she envied Miss Miyajima. Although Master said such things, it was clearly just teasing. Being able to joke like that was precisely a sign of how close they were.
As for herself, compared to the once naive and innocent young lady she had been, she had now co to terms with reality. Even if she received his best training, there was nothing to be proud of.
Miyajima Sakura's tone beca faint. "Kazuma, you've already been with Mom and you did that, and you still have your eyes on ? So, you want my body too?"
"..."
Uh, I was talking about the wish list, not that kind of body exchange... though I am a little tempted.
Senpai kept casting aningful glances at her friend, as if saying—It's your man who's hitting on , not seducing him.
But facing her gaze, Fuyuka clearly didn't care, joking, "Sakura, even though Kazuma has his eyes on you, you don't seem to dislike it?"
"..."
Miyajima Sakura regained her composure. She looked serious, "Special training is fine, after all, that's how I got here. As long as it makes stronger!"
She also realized that she didn't have as strong an obsession as Miss Rurikawa, but as long as she could get stronger and protect her mother, that was enough.
Besides, Kazuma-kun is so strong, being specially trained by him isn't a bad thing.
"Very good, very spirited. I'll give you a surprise later—don't worry, you'll be satisfied."
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