Maid Order: I Became A Master Of SSS-class Maid Girls Chapter 67 - 66 - Dungeon Reports Before Lunch

With this imnse awkwardness, I faced the hugs given by Elysia and Rina.

The two Maids who had seen my past life in the world of Narzik, it made them seeing sothing different from the observer’s eyes. By seeing different information given by the observer’s glasses and confird by my Maid Order ability, now I know what they thinking.

[ System Notification: Elysia Ai and Rina Ai have seen your past life through the glasses of the observer. ]

[ System Notification: Elysia Ai and Rina Ai beca more obedient than before after seeing your hard work in your past life! ]

Should I express my gratitude to both of them after being more obedient than before?

By peeking into my past life, it seems that it has caused Elysia and Rina to experience symptoms of trauma that made them more obedient than before.

Should I consider this a good thing for my life at this point?

Before I went too far, I stroked the hair of my two overprotective Maids.

Caress...

Caress...

The caress I gave to their hair had made them both calr than before. Their tight hugs were a little loose and made their big breasts start to move away from pressuring my chest, which almost making my breath short.

As a healthy man, of course, I enjoyed the pressure of their big breasts hitting my chest, but it would make my breath a little short if it happened for a long ti.

Caress...

Caress...

While gently caressing their hair, I felt the vibrations from my smartphone and the notification from the online courier that I had ordered earlier.

By removing the watch attached to my hand, it made Elliot aware of what would happen next. With his little whisper to El Ria, they both imdiately removed the watches they were wearing.

Elysia and Rina also took off their watches before the online courier I ordered earlier arrived at this spacious park.

"You girls are overdoing it with sothing as safe and harmless as this," Momoka suddenly said as she threw the cane and glasses at .

Happ...

Haapp...

With a quick hand movent in catching Momoka’s throw, I put on the observer’s glasses on my face and holding the cane that were used as accessories for my clothing style that looked like I was cosplaying sothing like this.

I don’t want to admit it but this will make look like a street otaku while cosplaying so random character ani.

Well, at least this is much better than wearing thick armor that is often used by adventurers who want to explore Dungeons with high difficulty levels.

"Being careful is better than getting into trouble because of carelessness, Momoka," I replied to Momoka as I held out my hand to accept the watch she was wearing.

Momoka imdiately gave the watch that the governnt used to monitor the movents of students like us who suddenly found themselves outdoors like this after previously being in the Dungeon. With the report I wrote earlier, I had filled in several reports about my adventurer party hitting the harmless teleportation trap.

With such a report, it could explain why my adventurer party was suddenly going outside the Dungeon like this. If the report I wrote included detailed events like breaking through the ninetieth floor, it would raise great suspicions for students like us.

For the sake of our student status, I filled out the Dungeon exploration report with my adventurer party’s experiences of always getting trapped in teleportation magic. The short, clear, and concise report would make so of these governnt officials think that the report I gave was not very important to take is seriously.

The fact that my adventuring party t the Dungeon Master and broke through to the ninetieth floor would be buried under a secret that could never be leaked like this.

I hope that’s what will happen...

Now I can only hope that Elliot, El Ria, Momoka, and my two Maids will keep their mouths shut about this big secret.

After all the watches that recorded my adventurer party’s exploration while inside the Dungeon were collected, the sound of a motorcycle exhaust could be heard from a distance. I imdiately looked at my smartphone screen and saw the movent of our online courier from the GPS location running on online courier smartphone.

Through the direction of the wind and the road passed by the sound of the motorbike exhaust, I could see that the online courier for my order would arrive soon.

"Did you order that online courier to return this watch?" Elliot asked as he stood beside .

"Yeah, I’m a bit lazy to walk into an office crowded with people who want to get fast service without taking advantage of online technology like this," I replied while preparing the paynt using a digital wallet.

"That’s a bit of a lazy way, I also don’t want to go into an office full of people who just got out of the Dungeon to return the watches that recorded their activities while in the Dungeon."

"Oh, speaking of recording activities inside the Dungeon. Have you finished the report that must be sent to the governnt as a law-abiding student?" Elliot asked while looking at his smartphone screen and surfing a website that recorded his Dungeon exploration activities.

"Uh, wow, you work fast, as usual, Weiss. With a report like this, we have a clean Dungeon run in the public information and get a lot misfortunes of our adventurer party that always gets trapped by teleportation magic. A classic and easy-to-understand report that will make governnt officials lazy to read it," Elliot said with a lot praise for my reports.

"If I don’t do that, we’ll be stuck with long, detailed reports that will take up days of our free ti. I don’t want to repeat the bitter experience of middle school either, Elliot," I replied, rembering an incident in the past where I joined an adventurer party that had a perfectionist in it.

The exploration inside the Dungeon went smoothly without any problems, then there a lot problems raising like written report that had to make so details who required approval from this perfectionist. So typos or encounter events had to be written clearly along with the ti of the incident, it made feel the stress like working as corporate slave when I was still in junior high school.

With that bitter experience, I tried not to do sothing detailed report and tried to give a short report.

Well, experience is a sweet fruit at this ti. Short report still a report after all.

The job that made my head stressed like that was over and the high school I entered was not eting this perfectionist. I didn’t hate her personally, I just hated her perfectionist attitude that didn’t know where the limits.

"It would make puke by reading a detailed report and I’m traumatized by our life in middle school," Elliot replied, seeing the good in a short and detailed report like this.

"How can you be traumatized by reading such a detailed report?" I replied, giving Elliot a sneer.

"Well, I’ve always hated seeing long texts filled with details that make want to puke. That also includes being the honorable of the skip story teams when playing a ga that is filled with complicated stories. If the ga doesn’t have a skip story button, then I will give a bad review along with other accounts that are ready to lower the ga’s rating globally," Elliot replied, making think that he was a crazy person who would do anything to make ga developers add a skip story button.

"Ahh, yes, do that with your low literacy level," I said with a little sarcasm at him.

Without making wait any longer, the online courier I ordered arrived. By giving the destination address to an office that acted as an Adventurer’s Guild managed by the governnt, I gave the watch and paynt via a digital wallet.

After preparing the box containing the watch to be returned, the online courier left.

The day that had entered lunchti made my stomach feel hungry.

"Hey, want to have lunch together?" I suddenly asked the rest of my adventuring party.

Hearing the term of lunch, Momoka’s body seed to tremble as if rembering a trauma embedded within her body.

With her hands raised shyly, Momoka dared to ask about this.

"Umm, we don’t have any fresh ingredients left after the craziness you did in the morning, my esteed older brother," for so reason that I had already known, Momoka prevented from cooking during the day.

I know that Momoka wants to avoid cooking a masterpiece of cursed food that gives Buff and Debuff at the sa ti.

"We still have instant noodles, right?" I replied quickly.

"Instant noodles, huh? Ugh... They’re not that bad if they’re cooked according to proper cooking standards," Momoka muttered as if talking to herself.

I want to apologize to Momoka who traumatized herself with the cursed food I made before, but I will hold off on apologizing for now and see how long her trauma lasts.

While Momoka’s mumbling, I could see her cute facial expression as she hesitated over the current choice she have.

"Uuuhhh... instant noodles are much better than cooking so cursed food for lunch..." Momoka continued to mutter, causing several wrinkles on her forehead visible.

Among those considerations, Elliot gave another idea.

"If we’re going to eat instant noodles, why don’t we just eat a hellish ran?" By making such a suggestion, Elliot had made the entire adventuring party curious about this.

"I don’t think that’s appropriate for a lunch nu, especially with so people who can’t handle the great love of pain on their tongues and stomatch, Elliot," I replied, saying that it was a bad idea to do so.

With his sarcastic smile, Elliot seed to give an idea that he was going to do to tease his little sister with the culinary taste of spicy food that tortures the tongue and stomatch.

"..." I, who realized that cynical smile, could only let out a small sigh and started to order an online taxi.

Because of Elliot’s previous statent about hell ran, it caused all of my adventurer party mbers to get caught up in Elliot’s evil plan to tease his younger sister.

By hearing my warning beforehand, it only increased their curiosity to enjoying hell ran for lunch.

I don’t want to be responsible for anything bad happening next.

Well, I am already have the cane that contain a black hole inside it.

If sothing gone wrong with lunchti, at least I can clean up the ss with my black hole.

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