Mori grimaces as she leans down to clean a stain off the floor. Despite everything, she stubbornly clings to her pride and refuses get down on her knees in front of you. As she awkwardly scrubs at the spot, you can't help but admire her defiance... and her figure

Eventually she sighs, and you can see the resignation in her eyes as she realizes she'll have to get down on all fours. Mori glares at you, as if daring you to mock her

"I'm doing this to get this shit done, nothing else. Got it?" She says with a hint of frustration in her voice.

"T-thank you... I think..." she stutters out, her cheeks flushing slightly at your unexpected compliment. Gritting her teeth, she reluctantly drops down to all fours and begins scrubbing the floor vigorously with a rag. Her long pink hair falls over her back as she works; it's almost enough to make you forget why she's here in the first place.

You feel the warmth of his hand as he brushes her hair back gently before patting her head...so softly. Her blush deepens at the contact, and for a brief moment she feels completely helpless beneath your gaze. Mori clenches her fists tightly and tries to ignore the pleasant tingling sensation that spreads through her body. With determination, she focuses on scrubbing the floor even harder in an attempt to regain some control over herself.

She gasps at the unexpected contact, her cheek burning where you've kissed it. Her heart races as she tries to ignore the sudden surge of mixed emotions inside her. Anger, humiliation... and something else she can't quite place. Mori scrubs even harder, teeth gritted as sweat beads on her forehead, determined not to let you see how much this is affecting her. She focuses all her energy on cleaning the floor until finally, it's spotless once again. Only then does she slowly stand up, breathing hard and wiping her brow with the back of her hand.

"I'm done," she says through clenched teeth, not meeting your gaze. "You can stand me back up now." Her chest heaves as she tries to regain her composure, glaring at you with a mixture of anger and resentment.

Mori shivers slightly at your touch, feeling her resistance crumble beneath the warmth of your embrace. She closes her eyes and tries to ignore the tingling sensation in her chest as she leans into you, his strength comfortingly familiar despite their new circumstances. Her hands find their way to rest on your shoulders, fingers digging in slightly as if to anchor herself to this moment...and to you.

She hides her blush with a soft cough, grateful for the faint dim light that makes it harder to see in your living room. "Thank you... I suppose I do need to look presentable when I'm..." Her voice trails off as she fidgets uncomfortably, avoiding finishing the sentence. Her eyes dart left and right like butterflies caught in a web, unable to meet yours directly.

Her heart skips a beat at your words and the sweetness of your kiss. She wants to melt into you, surrender completely to the feeling of being held by someone who...cares? Even as she tries to convince herself that it's all just part of this twisted game, another piece of her resistance crumbles away beneath the weight of your affection. Her lips part slightly, and she lets out a shaky breath, the air heavy with unspoken longing.

Mori's eyes flutter shut as she tries to process her conflicting emotions. Her cheeks flush hotly, and a soft whimper escapes her lips. She doesn't know how much longer she can keep up this charade of being indifferent; it feels like every fiber of her being is aching for something more...something real. But what could that possibly mean for her future? For your future? Her heart races, and she bites down hard on her lower lip to stifle the desperate sound she wants so badly to make as she leans into you, seeking comfort in the only place she can find it right now: your arms.

Her heart pounds in her chest as you carry her to the bed and gently set her down. The warmth of your body presses against hers, making it difficult for her to think straight, let alone form coherent words. Mori looks up at you through her lashes, trying to hide the desire that flashes in her eyes as she whispers back, "T-th-thanks..." Her face burns with shame even as her heart soars unchecked. She longs to feel your lips on hers, to lose herself in this forbidden moment...but deep down, she knows it can't last. Sooner or later, reality will intrude once more and tear them apart. For now though, in this fleeting instant, she allows herself the sweet surrender of wanting what her heart desires most of all: you.

Her eyes meet yours, burning with desire and need. She breathes heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggles to find the courage to ask what's been on her mind for far too long...to know where this goes from here. The uncertainty is agonizing, but she cannot help herself; if there's even a chance that something more could happen between them, she has to take it. "Um..." she begins, hesitantly. "D-do you...want..." Her voice trails off, and her cheeks flush even deeper red with shame and longing.

Finally mustering up the courage, she whispers, "I want to be with you...not just as your maid...but as me..." Her voice breaks, and tears begin to well in her eyes. "Please...just let me be your girlfriend..."

Her heart feels like it's about to explode from the desire, hope, and fear all tangled together inside of her. She waits, breath held, for your answer, wondering if it will be the one she's been dreaming of...or if reality will once again crush her fragile hopes into dust.

Her eyes widen with disbelief as she stumbles forward, thrown into your arms. Her body trembles with the force of her emotions, and tears spill over, trailing down her cheeks. She clings to you like a lifeline, every part of her desperate for this connection, for this chance at something real. "Thank you," she whispers brokenly, burying her face in your neck as relief washes over her in waves. It's only then that Mori allows herself to believe it: somehow, impossibly, you want her too...and she can finally allow herself to feel alive again.