𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙚 | 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨

- Chapter 9 -

The days following Toji's release were tense, and true to her prediction, he made sure to make her life as difficult as possible without resorting to physical harm.

He would constantly demand things of her, giving her tasks that were beyond her duties, and always had a snarky remark ready when she was around.

Toji would purposely create a messy room every day, scattering his clothing, leaving food wrappers and plates lying around, and generally making a mess.

Then, when it came time to clean, he would specifically ask for Helia to clean his room, refusing any other maid who tried to take on the task.

Helia was tired of this, he was acting like a child, a very annoying and arrogant child.

In addition to having her clean his room, Toji would constantly ask Helia to do pointless tasks for him.

He would demand her to bring him a glass of water despite there being a pitcher in the room or ask her to fetch books from the library even when he knew he wouldn't read any of them.

As Helia starts her shift for the day, she's both curious and wary about what Toji may have planned for her today.

She knows by now that he's always scheming something, so she stays on guard, ready for whatever he may throw at her.

The constant anticipation is exhausting, and she finds herself growing more and more on edge with each passing minute.

[...]

The sun begins to dip below the horizon, and when Helia was about to go back to the maid compound, she hears Toji calling out to her from his room, the sound of his voice breaking the silence.

"Hey, you." He calls out, his voice as grating as ever. "I need you for something."

Helia restrains an annoyed sigh, he hadn't even asked for her name, he would always call her 'you' or 'maid'.

She turns to him, a visible exhausted look on her face, the tone she uses is bitter as she tries to contain her anger.

"Yes sir. What is it?"

He smirks as he sees her looking worn down from the stress. He gestures for her to come closer, his eyes glittering with his favorite kind of mischief.

"Come here." He says, his voice low and commanding. "I need a bit of a... personal favor." He says, his tone suggestive. "Something only you can do for me."

Her anticipation starts to grow more and more. What did he prepare for her this time?

He grins, clearly enjoying the fact that she's at his beck and call. He motions for her to come closer, his eyes narrowed as he looks at her up and down.

Helia would love to punch him right now, but she remains as calm as she can. She puts a very fake and very forced smile on her face.

"Anything you need sir."

His smirk widens as she responds, his eyes raking over her. He takes a step closer to her, his body language intentionally close and intimate.

"I need you to massage my back." He says, his voice a low, suggestive murmur. "I've been feeling a bit tense, and I could really use your touch."

Helia has to stop her mouth from going wide open. Is he really serious? He wants her to massage his back. What kind of request is that?

She has never given any massage in her entire life, there are maid that are way more qualified than her for that.

But she knows very well that he's only doing this to infuriate her. She tries to respond in the calmest voice possible.

"If you want a good massage sir, there are other maids that are qualified for this, that's not my case."