Chapter 17 The Visitor in the Dark – Maid Order-Made
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The night crackled like static over a dying console. In this world, where pixels breathed and swords shimmered with code-light, the legendary game ‘Maidens x Cross-dressing’ was more than fiction—it was gospel for the perverse and the passionate alike.
They adored it for its freedom: a sprawling 360° open-world where you could explore, collect, and fall disastrously in love.
But the true gospel of the faithful—those noble degenerates—was the combat. As battles raged, armor shredded, silk ripped, and dignity fell away one thread at a time.
I once chaired the ‘Society for the Appreciation of Maidens x Cross-dressing’ myself. We took it seriously. Hidden routes, secret heroines, unseen dungeons—they were my domain.
Now, standing before me was one of those very legends: Yorn of Seyfried. Her presence carried the chill of a data ghost given form.
”So, why does a brat like you, Shin-sama, hold two Divine Artifacts?” she asked, voice crisp as polished steel.
”Now, now,” I grinned. “Trade secret, Miss Perverted Maid. Besides—” my sword hissed, white light scattering like starlings—”—do you really have time to chat? Sirius Style: White Blade!“
I launched the blade’s energy in a fan of light—buckshot brilliance. She blocked it easily, black threads unfurling from beneath her skirt like sentient shadows. The cloth rippled, unnatural—almost alive.
”Intriguing,” she murmured. “Such strength, and only six years of age. You will make a fine specimen for my master’s study. Maid Rain!“
Her tendrils lunged—sharp, precise. My slash met them and lost. Even Sirius steel faltered. Pain prickled like static through my ribs. “You talk too much for someone in cosplay,” I coughed, smiling anyway.
She glared. “Your brother was a pig, your kingdom’s ruin inevitable. You should’ve played your role, Shin-sama. But you chose chaos.”
I chuckled. “And you chose red underwear under all that lace. That’s dedication.”
Her eyes widened. “W-what?! My voice—from under—my skirt?!”
She lifted it, face aflame. I teleported out before the killing blow could fall, a single tear in her hem my only souvenir.
”It regenerates, huh? Figures,” I mused, studying the fragment. “Divine Artifact—Maid Order-Made. Endgame-tier gear.”
”Y-you crawled under my skirt and tore it apart?! You’re utterly despicable!” Yorn’s cheeks flamed, her composure trembling like silk in a storm. “Why are you unharmed even after my Maid Drama pierced your body?!”
I shrugged, grinning. “Eh, I kinda specialized in healing magic. Comes in handy, right? Auto-repair, full-auto—bam, good as new. Wind magic, go!”
A swirl of air danced between us, tugging at her ruined skirt. She squeaked, hands darting to hold it down. I bit back a laugh—but failed. “Oh, that’s perfect, Yorn. So bashful you’re blushing redder than a loading screen!”
She glared. “You are nothing but a primitive noble pawn—how dare you!” Her blade shimmered black, forged from the same dark threads that slithered from beneath her hem. “Maid-Raid!“
”Oh-ho, a sword spun from your artifact’s fabric? You’re full of surprises.” I tilted my Silver Princess Blade, the metal catching silver moonlight. “Pretend ignorance long enough and I thought you’d spill something useful, but no—you’re tighter-lipped than your game counterpart.”
In the original game, a succubus-touched Alexia made her talk with a few teasing touches. Not so easy here.
I stepped forward. “Useless, really. From the moment we met, I’ve been tracking every move you made—Silver Storm!“
Silver filaments burst from my blade, slicing through her attack like moonlight through fog. She froze. “That’s… an elven relic! Why does Shin-sama possess it?!”
I smirked. “Because I collected it. That’s my thing. Every Divine Artifact—every single one in this world—is mine for the taking. Including your sweet little Maid Order-Made.”
Her jaw dropped, then tightened. “Th-that means you’re trying to steal my clothes!” she shrieked, crimson to her ears. “You depraved brat! Shin-sama, you stupid!”
I nearly choked on laughter. Alexia would call me evil for this. Maybe she’d be right. “Heh… ‘Depraved brat’ has a nice ring to it.”
”Enough!” she snapped. “Even if you once served the Seyfried, I shall show no mercy—rise, o night that shields the virtuous—”
”Ah, so we’re chanting now? Fine by me.” I lifted my blade, voice rising to meet hers. “Stop the conspiracies of darkness, protect my beloved, and strike down my foes—”
”—Maid-In-Hades!” she cried.
”—Dark Abyss!” I countered.
The courtyard exploded in white lilies, petals spinning like galaxies between us. Chant propagation—exactly as in the game. Only chant counters chant. That rule hadn’t changed, not even in reality.
We collided—magic roaring, breath catching. My coat fluttered, untouched. Her maid uniform? Shredded, divine embroidery torn and shimmering.
She panted, cheeks aflame. “My chant… lost?”
I tilted my head. “Looks like your level’s higher, but my will’s sharper. Call it a close win.”
Her Divine Artifact, once pristine, now barely clung to her form. The sight was pure parody of every secret-route heroine: elegant ruin.
I grinned softly. “You’re falling apart, Yorn. Those potions and mushrooms I fed you earlier should be kicking in soon. Maybe you should surrender—and join me as my bestie instead. First it hurts, then it feels great. Just ask Gobu-kun.”
(GŌBUGŌBU—MUNCHMUNCH!) echoed somewhere distant. Even in absurdity, the world stayed consistent.
”Now then,” I said, my red eyes flashing like a mascot in overdrive, “how about it, Yorn? Wanna be my bestie too?”
”…Don’t mess with me, now! Why in the world should I have to follow the orders of some kid like you, huh? …It pisses me off. I’m so damn mad, I’m gonna fight you ’til the bitter end, you hear? Divine Artifact Release—’Maid Last Order!’”
The form of Yorn-chan’s ‘Maid Order Made’ started to change right before my eyes, didn’t it?
Yorn-chan was shrouded in a massive black cloth, and she started controlling it, shaping it into something that looked like a giant drill, trying to attack me. Pretty scary, huh?
”…So this is what Divine Artifact Release looks like in the Real World. It’s gorgeous, ain’t it? Well, I guess it’s my turn to activate mine, then—Divine Artifact Release: ‘Fairy Festival grimoire’ and ‘Silver Princess Blade’!”
But hey, I ain’t using my full reserve of Mana (Makoto) like Yorn-chan did, though.
”‘Fairy Festival grimoire’ conjures a small parallel world, dreaming it into existence to create a cage that traps the opponent. And ‘Silver Princess Blade’? That’ll be a mirror reflecting all of your attacks right back at ya. This is where the battle with you finally ends, Yorn-chan… Heroine conquest complete.”
”…W-what is that? …That power… isn’t that cheating? How can it be that my ‘Maid Order Made’ is utterly useless against it? That’s impossible…”
I locked Yorn-chan inside the miniature parallel world created by the ‘Fairy Festival grimoire,’ and with the total reflection ability (ability) of the ‘Silver Princess Blade,’ I returned every single attack from her ‘Maid Order Made’ right back at her in a Full Counter.
Within that lily flower garden now floated a fantastical, tiny fairy world. Black, beautiful cloth, mirrors, and the reflection of silver thread spirals gave it color… In this unearthly, mystical scene, my victory was confirmed.
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(After the fight)
”Uuuugh… Stop it, Shin-shama! If you keep fiddling with the mana circuit below my tummy like that, I’m gonna feel way too good! Shin-shama~… Stop it now~, p-please stop it, desu~!”
Wait, what? This Yorn-chan is adorable as hell, isn’t she?
”Hmm. I’m trying to check out all sorts of magic data, but Yorn-chan just won’t tell me anything… Oh, right! I gotta change the owner of the recovered ‘Maid Order Made,’ don’t I? Contractor: Shin Seyfried… There! Perfect!”
If the registered owner of a Divine Artifact loses, that Divine Artifact abandons its master once. So right now, the ‘Maid Order Made’ is a homeless child without a master.
That’s why I’m gonna make it part of my new family, I tell ya. ‘Maid Order Made,’ welcome aboard.
After that clash of Divine Artifacts, I stripped the ‘Maid Order Made’ off the collapsed Yorn-chan.
”Oh, yeah. I’ll take Yorn-chan’s panties as spoils of war, too. I’m taking them off right now, got that?”
”U-waah… Please stop it, desu! You pervert… Shin-shama’s a pervert…”
”Yeah, spoils of war are important, ya know? Yorn-chan… and from now on, I’m gonna use the Divine Artifact ‘Honorius’ to put all sorts of contracts and bonds on your stomach so you can’t resist me anymore. I’m going to write multi-layered contract crests and magic symbols all over your belly, got that?”
”Ahh… S-Stop… Shin-shama… Yorn-chan will listen to whatever Shin-shama says, so stop! Nooo… Shin-shama… NO MORE, DESU!!!”
Yorn-chan seems to be getting pretty worked up all by herself, but I’m just using ‘Honorius’ to write the contract crests on her stomach to prevent her from harming me or Alexia, that’s all.
…Oh, speaking of which. I heard a rumor that having a contract crest written on you by someone of the opposite sex feels so good it makes you ascend. That’s seriously lewd, ain’t it?
”Fuuuaaah!!! Stopppp!! Shin-shama!!!”
* * *
”Well, I’ve bound her with the ‘Honorius’ contract, and I’ve got my spoils of war (panties), so you can head back to your country or your academy, Yorn-chan. Bye-bye.”
”…U-uuugh… You’re not going to kill me? Seriously? Wait, but give me back my panties! How am I supposed to go back to my country or the academy wearing just my bra?! You fiendish little devil, Shin-sama!”
An insult came flying at me from Yorn-chan. How sad?
Did signing that contract crest feel that good, maybe?
”…Nah, you’ll be fine. Because, Yorn-chan, you’ve already got…”
A sharp WHOOSH… followed by a quick SMACK!
”…Got yourself a ride. Dark Magic-Shadow Mist!”
”Tch! A smokescreen, is it? Trying to hide your face from me, are you? Yorn, can you stand? I’ve come to get you!”
”S-senpai?! What are you doing here?!”
”Never mind that! We’re running back to the academy now… Huh? Why does the inside of my skirt suddenly feel so drafty? Wait, no time for that, we need to get away… Let’s go home, Yorn!”
(I’ll be taking Senpai’s panties now…)
”W-wait, Senpai! I’ve been stripped of my panties and I’m going commando right now… Hey! Where are you touching me, Senpai?! Stop it!”
Inside the swirling darkness of the 〖Shadow Mist〗, I performed one last body check on Yorn-chan. It was a body filled with great potential (eichi), alright.
And now, a toast to the new spoils of war I’ve acquired!
”Yorn-chan had red panties. And the Senpai who came to rescue Yorn-chan has green panties… Kind of a Red Fox and Green Badger combo, ain’t it? Still, the full moon is gorgeous tonight… I can’t wait for our reunion at the academy, Yorn-chan… Well, that is, if I can even manage to enroll.”
I was playing by spinning Yorn-chan’s spoils (the red panties) on my right index finger and the spoils I’d ‘received’ from the Senpai (the green panties) on my left, twirling them around in the air.
And while gazing up at tonight’s full moon, I thought about the future relationship with Yorn-chan, who has now become my ‘best buddy.’
Notes:
• Yorn – A maid who is easily delighted by Genkaku mushrooms (implied hallucinogenic). She informed Shin of the banquet.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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