537 - I Was Genderswapped and Reincarnated as a Villainess, but I’m Making this My Personal Yuri Game

# Chapter 537: "Maid Outfit Surprise!" During the spring break, some time had passed, and on one particular day, the members of Sakuya's group, with knowing smirks on their faces, began to gather at the Kujou residence. Sakuya, who greeted them, was dressed in a butler's outfit with male-style makeup, perfectly resembling a male role from a certain opera troupe. But the day's intent wasn't solely to have Sakuya serve them in such attire. While having Sakuya perform as a butler was indeed one of the purposes, an even more astonishing surprise awaited them. Unaware of this surprise, Sakuya met the group with a radiant smile that only fueled their secretive amusement further. "Sakuya-chan hasn't noticed anything yet," someone observed with a grin. "I'm looking forward to the surprise later," another added eagerly. "I didn't expect Azami to be standing beside Sakuya-chan to greet us, though..." Inside the mansion, those who had been welcomed recalled the figures of Sakuya and Azami standing together. Azami's seemingly opportunistic behavior wasn't part of the plan; rather, she had acted on her own. While there were indeed many points one might want to address, saying too much risked having Azami accidentally reveal today's surprise. Azami seemed to think a lot yet lacked follow-through, showing sharpness and cluelessness in equal measure. When tasked with two or three things at once, she'd often babble unnecessarily. It was judged better to quietly tolerate her actions than risk having her inadvertently spill the beans about the day's plans. "Still, surely... Azami isn't doing all that with full awareness of the consequences, right?" "Well..." "I don't think she's thought it through to that extent..." "Azami-chan acts quite in tune with her desires, after all..." As they considered if Azami acted knowing they'd all fall back, they reached a consensus that Azami likely hadn't plotted so deeply. Her actions seemed purely driven by her desires. "For now, let's just quietly accept she was part of the welcoming committee." "Indeed." Recognizing that challenging her would do more harm than good, the others decided not to probe into Azami's conduct any further. --- "Welcome, everyone. Today, as thanks for your hard work during the regular tests, I shall serve you," Sakuya announced with a graceful bow after everyone had gathered. Sakuya, in her butler attire, seemed almost like a dazzling character from a ladies' video game stepped right out of two dimensions. The scene, with a beautiful woman posing as a man, was breathtakingly surreal. It was crucial to understand that the members of Sakuya's group weren't captivated because she looked like a "handsome man." Instead, their admiration stemmed from seeing their beloved "Sakuya-sama" in "men's attire." The interest of those present lay solely in Sakuya-sama. "We've been waiting for this!" "Looking good, Sakuya-chan!" Though the group's remarks might have seemed teasing, they were earnest. Knowing not how best to express it, they aimed for familiar phrases embedded in their consciousness. They were genuinely honoring Sakuya with their words. "This way, Lady Satsuki." "Thank you." Sakuya’s face briefly twitched before she resumed her serving role. Accordingly, the serving began for each young lady, her poise graceful throughout. The elegance of her motions, coupled with Sakuya's inherent beauty, lent an adult air and chiseled charm, causing even Satsuki to blush and gaze on entranced. "Well, let's enjoy it." The tea being prepared, accompanied by treats, signaled the tea party's start. The ladies delighted in tea brewed by Sakuya, who, despite being a noble lady, flawlessly executed the role of a butler, making the tea seem far superior to what they regularly drank. The noticeable divergence wasn't due to different tea leaves, as the brand used was identical. Factors such as brewing technique could drastically alter taste and aroma, something apparent to the refined palates of the noble young ladies of the Doujou family. "Mmm! This cake is delicious!" "Indeed, it pairs excellently with the tea!" After savoring the tea, they moved on to the treats, which harmoniously complemented the tea's flavors. None had tasted a baked cheesecake quite like this before. "Where can one buy this baked cheesecake?" "What? I made it myself." Tsubaki’s inquiry about its purchase location left everyone in shock upon learning it was Sakuya's handmade creation. For the group, just knowing it was crafted by Sakuya was beyond a mere treat—it felt priceless. To discover such quality was bewildering. They were aware Sakuya had, over the years, indulged in confectionary crafts, even partaking themselves previously. Yet her prowess, rivaling professional prowess as evidenced by this cheesecake, was astonishing. How the illustrious lady of the Kujou family reached such culinary heights was beyond belief. The ingredients used in this cheesecake were all top-tier. The cream and cheese were sourced directly from renowned farms, specially delivered, and the cheese matured in traditional methods, eschewing mass production. Moreover, even details like biscuits and butter were of the highest quality, assembling such splendid ingredients far beyond the means of ordinary people. Nonetheless, for the ladies of the Doujou family, this was of little consequence. Quality ingredients alone didn't ensure excellence; it needed the proper combination, understanding, and skill—a feat achieved through Sakuya’s dedication and extensive research. "Wow, what a delightful experience!" "Now then, let's..." "Shall we proceed to the next stage?" "...Huh? Next stage?" Having savored the tea hand-brewed by Sakuya and her homemade baked cheesecake, the members were ready to move on. Momentarily so enraptured by the delicacies that they almost forgot their original purpose—but there was no way they could let it slip. Now was the main event. Sensing something amiss, Sakuya, still in her male attire, attempted to edge back cautiously, but Momiji stood firm behind her, seizing her securely. "Now, Sakuya-sama, brace yourself." "Mo-Momiji!?" Sakuya's rigid expression of surprise became her downfall. With mutual glances exchanged, the group members quickly surrounded her, ensuring there was no escape. "Come on, come on!" "Sakuya-chan! Hehehe!" "No, it won't hurt..." "Just relax and let it happen..." "Wait! No... Ah—!" The group tightened their circle around Sakuya, finally capturing her and whisking her away to the dressing room within the Kujou residence. --- Once inside, the group promptly began stripping off Sakuya's attire. They removed her male makeup and took off her butler's outfit. "Ah! No, wait! Please wait!" "No, we won't wait!" "Your skin, Sakuya-sama..." "You don't need these bindings! Now, reveal everything!" "Ah! Ah! Aaahhhh!" They pulled off the cloth she had used to bind her chest. Since she was wearing pants, there were no tights beneath. With her butler attire and bindings removed, Sakuya was left in just her underwear. "Pfft!" "This... this is Sakuya-chan's..." This was not a sight the members, except for Momiji, were used to. Naturally, everyone's eyes were glued to Sakuya, some pinching their noses, others widening their eyes to engrave the image into their memories. "Now, Sakuya-sama, please change into this." "Aah!" Momiji, accustomed to assisting Sakuya with her clothing changes and baths, swiftly moved forward, getting Sakuya dressed without delay. The other members felt a pang of regret seeing the uncovered Sakuya get partially concealed again, but standing around gawking would invite suspicion. Reluctantly, they assisted with her dressing. Realizing she was being dressed in a skirt, Sakuya promptly slipped into tights. She replaced her bindings with a bra and wore the tights, but her face remained flushed. Under Momiji's guidance, who had provided Sakuya's measurements, they had secretly ordered and prepared an outfit as a surprise. Now, with her clothes changed and makeup redone in a soft feminine style, Sakuya was transformed into something truly precious. "What is this!? Such an embarrassing outfit...!" "It suits you perfectly, Sakuya-sama!" "Yes, there's nothing to be embarrassed about!" Though Sakuya was self-conscious, there was nothing to be ashamed of. She looked impeccable. There she was, a perfect image of a cute maid—not the kind meant for professional work, but clad in a slightly elaborate, fashionable maid outfit. Blushing red and trembling with shyness, it was a different sight from her usual elegant demeanor or her earlier dashing male appearance. There stood a delicate young maiden who evoked a protective instinct akin to a small helpless animal. "But the skirt is too short! My undergarments might show!" "Sakuya-chan..." "You call that short..." "In the wider world, that's considered quite long, actually..." Sakuya desperately tried to tug down her skirt, although it wouldn't stretch, her hands quivering as she clung to it desperately. Just how sheltered was Sakuya-sama? For that length was still long by today's standards, with true miniskirts being significantly shorter. And yet, merely because it sat a little above the knee, she was this embarrassed. "Oh my! Sakuya-chan is blushing so much!" "Adorable! She's so bashful!" "To be genuinely embarrassed at something like this... a rare treasure indeed!" Her embarrassment only fueled the group's fervor. The typically composed and beautiful Sakuya-sama, who could sometimes be more manly than men, was blushing furiously and trembling. The group members were bewildered by their own irresistible urge, not knowing how to articulate it. All they could think of was hugging, petting, and fawning over her... Even though they didn't fully understand their impulses, they crowded around Sakuya, driven by a force they couldn't define. If they were like the Adult Trio, mature enough both in knowledge and body, Sakuya's virtue might have been at risk. However, being merely classmates, they couldn't yet comprehend how to deal with these feelings. Their hearts were restless, yearning to do something, yet unable to express it, overflowing yet unable to release it. "Now, let's have her serve in this maid outfit." "What!? You're kidding, right?" "The real fun starts now!" "We secretly coordinated with Momiji to have this outfit made just for this!" "Back to the salon we go!" "Eek! Wait! I can't—no, I can't do this!" Thus, as if nothing had changed, the group continued to act normally. The members dragged Sakuya, now in a maid outfit, from the dressing room back to the salon for the continuation of the tea service, savoring the "reward" to their hearts' content. This work can be freely linked to. Feel free to share the link (introduction). It is compatible with smartphones and will automatically detect whether you are using a smartphone or a computer to display the appropriate page. The reading time is calculated based on an assumption of reading 500 characters per minute. Use this as a guideline. Author's My Page Report Typos Provide Information Shousetsuka ni Narou (Let's Become a Novelist) Let's Read Novels!