[Volume 1 Short Story] When I confessed to the girl I liked, her twin sister came along as a bonus
-Book Bonus Short Story: The Twin Sisters Apparently Can’t Stand Up to Their Maids
Tsubasa Yukizuki and Tsubasa Fuuka are twin sisters.
Second-year high schoolers, Yukizuki’s a flashy gal, Fuuka’s a pure, black-haired type.
At first glance, they’re opposites, but look closer, and their faces and figures are practically identical.
Stunning beauties with gravure-idol-level busts and slender frames.
Right now, these two are in quite a pickle.
Since childhood, everything about them synced, but now they’ve fallen for the same guy.
That guy is Nakaba Maki, Yukizuki’s classmate.
He’s as quirky as the twins, and winning him over is Yukizuki and Fuuka’s top priority.
“But, like, we’re cute, right? Big boobs, tiny waists. Maki’s basically ours already.”
“I’m the pure type guys love, and Yuzu-nee’s… flirty vibe might appeal to some men too.”
“Fuuka, that stings… You little sister, you!”
“Eek! Yuzu-nee, don’t hug me and press your boobs against me!”
Yukizuki slipped behind Fuuka, playfully wrapping her arms around her neck.
They’re in the living room of their apartment, holding a strategy meeting to win over Nakaba Maki.
“Young ladies, enough with the sisterly yuri antics.”
“Young ladies, entertaining us isn’t productive.”
“…We’re not trying to please you, Asa and Yuu.”
“…I question why you’d enjoy watching us mess around.”
The twins sighed, sitting on the sofa, eyeing the two girls nearby.
Standing in the center of the spacious living room—
Silver, shoulder-length hair, white headbands.
Doll-like faces, beautiful but expressionless.
Wearing identical black maid outfits.
These girls, Asa and Yuu Nagami, are eighteen, a year older than the twins.
And, like the Tsubasa sisters, they’re twins too.
Unlike Yukizuki and Fuuka, whose hair and personalities contrast, Asa and Yuu look like clones.
These maids usually work at the Tsubasa main estate—
But today, they were called to the twins’ apartment as advisors for the strategy meeting.
“Our joy lies solely in serving you, young ladies.”
“Watching steamy sisterly yuri play only makes our noses bleed.”
“Gah! Asa, your nose is actually bleeding!”
“Yuu’s bleeding too—at the same time!”
““We deeply apologize.””
Asa bled from her left nostril, Yuu from her right, in perfect sync and volume.
The twin maids, cool-faced, pulled out handkerchiefs to wipe the blood.
“You’ve seen us naked a million times, haven’t you…?”
“Getting this excited over us now, both of you…?”
The twin maids, only a year older, have cared for the young ladies like sisters since childhood.
Changing Yukizuki and Fuuka’s clothes or bathing them was routine.
“But your development has been… remarkable.”
“Your ever-growing breasts and perky butts always spark fresh awe.”
““…””
The twin ojou-sama fell silent, stunned by the maids’ blunt words.
Though Yukizuki and Fuuka are used to their maids’ personalities.
“Still, we shouldn’t be the ones enjoying this, Yuu.”
“Correct, Asa. We must please the young ladies.”
The twin maids exchanged glances and nodded once.
“Huh? No, no, we need you to advise us on winning Maki.”
“Right, Asa and Yuu are older, so you should know a bit more about love.”
“I see… You underestimate us, young ladies.”
“Only a year older, but we’re not sheltered ojou-sama like you.”
The twin maids stared at their mistresses with cool, piercing eyes.
“Your request and pleasing you—”
“We can handle both effortlessly.”
“Huh? Asa, Yuu, what’re you…”
As Yukizuki tilted her head—
Asa and Yuu grabbed their long skirts’ hems, lifting them high.
Pure white panties with delicate lace trim and white garter belts were fully exposed.
“W-Wait! Asa, Yuu, what’re you doing!?”
“Wow… B-Both of you are wearing sexy underwear…”
Yukizuki and Fuuka leaned forward instinctively—
Their gazes locked on the maids’ white panties.
“As older sisters, our underwear is naturally provocative.”
“With respect, it’s not like the childish panties of little ojou-sama.”
“Who’s wearing childish panties!? Mine are sexy black!”
“Mine are white, but they’re silky, sexy panties…!”
Yukizuki and Fuuka, still staring at the maids’ underwear, protested.
“Obsessing over color or material? You’re still amateurs, ojou-sama.”
“Inner allure enhances a garment’s sensuality, ojou-sama.”
The maids’ words made the twin ojou-sama flinch.
Indeed, Asa and Yuu exuded an intoxicating allure.
“W-We’re not thrilled seeing your panties, you know.”
“R-Right, Yuu. To win a guy… shouldn’t you show some shyness?”
As the ojou-sama said, the maids lifted their skirts expressionlessly, flaunting their underwear.
Their perfect faces showed not a hint of embarrassment.
“No. Many men find emotionless, provocative displays arousing.”
“Human desires are infinite. Even if it’s not your suitor’s taste, he’ll react.”
With that, the maids finally lowered their skirts.
“Now, young ladies, your turn.”
“Men fall for eroticism in the end.”
“W-Wait!?”
“What’s this all of a sudden!?”
““We showed below, so you try above.””
The maids began stripping Yukizuki and Fuuka’s clothes.
Yukizuki wore a white blouse and checkered mini-skirt, Fuuka a white sailor suit with a knee-length skirt.
Attending different schools, they were in their respective uniforms.
The maids deftly removed their tops.
Having dressed the ojou-sama since childhood, they were pros.
“Yukizuki-ojou-sama, Fuuka-ojou-sama… Your busts have grown impressively.”
“Fuuka-ojou-sama, Yukizuki-ojou-sama… Big breasts alone aren’t erotic.”
Yukizuki’s black bra and Fuuka’s white bra were exposed.
Unlike the maids, the ojou-sama’s faces were bright red.
Normally, they wouldn’t care if the maids saw them naked, but with the goal of winning a guy, it felt oddly embarrassing.
“Like this… Lift your breasts with your arms.”
“Like so… Lean forward to show off your cleavage.”
“This is weirdly humiliating…”
“A-Aren’t you just toying with us…?”
Blushing and suspicious, Yukizuki and Fuuka followed the maids’ instructions.
Their 90cm busts, in black and white bras, were displayed, their poses accentuating deep cleavage.
“…Too erotic.”
“…He’d fall in an instant.”
The maids, who showed no shame flashing their panties, now looked away with a hint of embarrassment.
“If it’s erotic, that’s good, Asa!”
“You’re definitely messing with us, Yuu!”
The ojou-sama fumed but held their seductive poses.
Deep down, they trusted the twin maids.
No matter how absurd the plan, Yukizuki and Fuuka couldn’t help but buy into their maids’ advice.
The End