Maid's White Stockings!

Chapter 42: Maid's White Stockings!

Leaving school, Luke planned to head home first.

As for work, he only had one case today, which wouldn't take much time, so there was no immediate rush.

Perfect timing to stop by a pastry shop with delicious cakes on the way.

So, he needed to go back and get his discount coupon.

After quickly getting the coupon, thinking about the recent situation, Luke wanted to ask Granny Nanohana some questions.

He scanned the area using his usual method...

He found Granny Nanohana in front of a nearby house, doing who knows what at the doorway.

"Granny!" Luke called softly.

The granny, who was spacing out at the door, lifted her head. "What's wrong?"

"Do you know the situation with the evil spirits? Why do I feel like they've all emigrated? Their numbers have decreased so much these past few days," Luke asked her directly.

Although ghosts like Granny Nanohana were rare, they weren't non-existent...

Even if the area a spirit could move in was limited, Granny Nanohana had still established a friend circle belonging to benign spirits like herself.

After death, the available entertainment was limited.

Besides playing small pranks to scare people, they still gathered to chat and gossip;

Additionally, spiritual bodies like theirs were inherently more sensitive to evil spirits than human bodies. 

So, their information network in this regard was comparable, if not superior, to that of exorcists.

Granny Nanohana, still spacing out, vaguely heard some words and replied, "Emigrated? What emigration? I haven't seen any outsiders! It's not another damned exorcist, is it? Is the market in other countries that small?"

Luke nodded confidently.

"Yes, the environment for demons and ghosts here is indeed good. Proper gods aside, even miscellaneous ox-headed and snake-bodied spirits can get a rundown temple built for them. So this line of work is quite profitable."

The worship of deities here was somewhat overly widespread and respectful.

Although most weren't particularly strong, the sheer base number meant some very troublesome ones could always appear.

Granny Nanohana didn't want to discuss this issue with him.

"Anything else you need?"

"Mm, nothing... wait, got sidetracked."

Luke realized something was wrong and quickly continued asking, "I meant the evil spirits in Chiba. I've recently noticed their numbers decreasing rapidly! So I wanted to ask why."

"Oh..." Granny Nanohana stared at him.

"The number of evil spirits decreased, and you, an exorcist, don't know why?"

Thinking roughly...

"Uh... I'm the only one working in this area, it can't be just me, right..."

Luke found it a bit hard to believe.

Although he was dedicated, it couldn't be that effective.

Granny Nanohana said directly:

"What do you mean 'can't be'!"

"Ever since those two little girls came to your place, haven't you noticed your work becoming way too frequent?!"

"Even during my hardest times, I wasn't as desperate as you."

"During that period, those evil spirits were terrified even just going out at night to look at the moon!"

Thinking about it, Luke realized it was true.

"Sorry about that."

Then he thought again: "Wait, why should I be sorry for exorcising evil spirits?"

Granny Nanohana's spirit instantly became agitated.

"It's fine if you exorcise evil spirits, but the key is, other ghosts who don't cause trouble get scared just looking at you! Those who could move already asked their relatives in dreams to move their spirit tablets away, terrified that one day you'd run out of evil spirits and use them to meet your quota! Now it's incredibly hard for me to even find someone to chat with!"

"Alright, I get it," Luke muttered, quickly lowering his hand.

Probably if this continued, Granny Nanohana would turn into an evil spirit herself.

Granny Nanohana disappeared from his sight.

So, Luke quickly slipped away.

...

Nighttime.

Luke, full and satisfied, leaned back into the soft cushions of the 'Useless Bum Brand' sofa.

The perfectly soft touch allowed the cushions to gradually deform, molding to his body...

Homework and such, let it all drift away with the wind.

Annie, having finished tidying up, came over and sat beside him.

"Why are you back so early today?" Annie asked softly.

Today, he came straight back after handling one case, arriving even earlier than Mikasa Ackerman and Annie Leonhart, who had gone shopping at the mall.

"Mm... I might be early in the future too," Luke kept his eyes glued to the TV screen.

"I plan to stop or take fewer cases... for a while."

"Then do you want me to help you bathe later?"

Annie leaned closer, pressing his hand resting on the sofa.

"Since you're back early, we can..."

Luke's body tensed instantly.

He had heard these words countless times.

The final outcome was always him being drained dry.

But today was different.

His desire to restore his Constitution, combined with the system's mission to improve it, made his current willpower—

UN! BREAK! A! BLE!

So, Luke glanced faintly at Annie Leonhart.

"Not today. I plan to exercise properly during this period. Don't tempt me. Remember to obey your Master's orders."

"Is that so?" Annie showed no sign of regret, just calmly bent down.

Seeing the blonde girl didn't argue, Luke continued watching TV.

After a while, he felt a strange sensation on the top of his foot resting on the slipper – a rubbing feeling, like silk threads brushing against it.

He naturally looked down...

Ooh, Annie's white-stockinged foot...

Annie's expression remained unchanged, also staring intently... except her gaze was directed at her beloved person.

At the same time, she controlled her foot: faintly visible pink toes gently shifted apart, a few toes tapping lightly up and down on the top of his foot;

The cheerfully dancing toes, combined with the movement of the white stockings, seemed like they were pressing the white keys of a piano on his foot, playing a joyful melody...

Ah... Luke clutched his heart, quickly reaffirming his resolve.

Annie knew him too well.

She continued her movements, toes gently pressing forward, the soft sole of her foot gently stepping on the top of his, nestling against him like a little kitten.

Bending down, Annie began rolling up her gray home pants from the cuffs upwards, section by section...

Those slender legs, full of youthful charm and sculpted by exercise, gradually revealed creamy pudding-like soft, bouncy flesh as the pants rolled up gently.

Luke inexplicably remembered the situation when resolving the request today...

Clumsy technique, but strong intention, trying with all might, thinking about making a satisfying dish.

Isn't this exactly the situation now...

And gentle people really can't resist a straight ball.

Forget it...

Luke gave up convincing himself, silently telling himself 'last time'.

He pulled the mischievous white-stockinged leg onto his lap, letting the foot change shape under his fingers.

Seeing her method worked, Annie rolled up her other pant leg as well, gently sliding the white-stockinged leg into his shirt, lightly stepping on his side waist.

"Ah~~~" Luke's ticklish spot on his waist was attacked.

His whole body trembled.

He glared at the blonde girl.

"What are you doing?! Don't you know that's my weak spot?!"

"Hoo~" Annie's red lips parted slightly, blowing softly.

"I bought various types of stockings."

"Uh, th-then... let's go appreciate them in the bedroom first," Luke extended his hand to Annie.

Annie rested her body on his arm, her eyes calm yet filled with affection as she looked at him.

...

Meanwhile, Mikasa Ackerman was exercising.

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