- Day 31: The diplomat is a maid-

8:47 am

Takumi tossed and turn in his bed unconsciously missing the presence of Misaki who slipped out of bed an hour ago. He had been so tired after they unpacked the bags yesterday, he took a shower and fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

Once he processed she was no longer in the bed, Takumi slowly woke out of his slumber. He stretched his tired body then ran his hands through his messy hair to keep it out of his face. He definitely needed to get a trim soon.

Looking around he saw Misaki was nowhere in there bedroom but the bathroom door was slightly opened.

"Misaki," He called pushing himself off the bed.

"Uh...Morning," He heard her reply.

"Is there something wrong Misa?" He questioned sitting on the edge of the bed. He wondered how late it was as he usually woke up before Misaki.

"Yes. Don't move. I'll be out in a minute," She quickly replied.

"Okay."

In the bathroom.

"You can get through this," Misaki said trying to motivate herself. She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She couldn't remember the last time she wore a maid outfit. The one she wore right now was almost identical to the one she wore in high school.

It was something unexpected. She knew it would shock Takumi for sure. She recalled the countless times he joked about her wearing a maid outfit.

"Do it for Takumi," She encouraged herself. Wearing a maid outfit just for Takumi was extremely different from wearing it at maid latte. "Let's go," She finished before she proceeded to exit the bathroom.

The moment she left the bathroom and Takumi glanced her way, she saw the look of surprise on his face.

"Good morning master," She shyly said whilst fidgeting with the hem of the outfit. "Happy one month anniversary," She told him.

Takumi opened his mouth to say something before quickly shutting it as no words had come out. What was he to say? There in front of him stood his wife in a maid outfit. This had completely woke him out of sleep.

He couldn't place what was so attractive seeing her in a maid outfit. It just was. Not to mention the outfit kind of fit her snug and hugged her body. All sorts of sexual fantasies ran through his mind causing him to blush.

"Is there something wrong master?" Misaki said gaining confidence after she saw how she affecting him.

"No. I'm just," He paused trying to get himself together. "Surprised."

"Happy one-month anniversary. Is this going to a treat for every anniversary?" Takumi asked slowly regaining his usual perverted and bold self. "I could get used to it."

"Nope, just this once," Misaki answered walking over to the bed. She was taken by surprise when Takumi wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her against him. "Give me a heads up when you do that," She told Takumi. Her heart started to rush at the sudden closeness.

"You didn't give me a heads up with this outfit Misa," He retorted. "Who knew you would be into roleplay."

"What?" Misaki questioned as she had no clue what he meant. Judging by the sly smile forming on his lips had to be something perverted. "Idiot," She muttered playing with his hair. She noted how long it had grown in a month's time.

Takumi released her for a slight moment before placing her on his lap. How was he so lucky to end up with Misaki? The woman was full of so many surprises.

"What would you like to do today Master?" Misaki asked as she used to do in the maid latte.

"Take you to bed," Takumi replied, moving his hands to unclasps the ribbon at the back of her uniform.

Misaki almost squealed when the outfit became loose. "Takumi it's early."

"Time doesn't matter Misaki," He stated before kissing her lips and skillfully taking off the outfit.

2 hours later

"I can't believe that pervert wanted to make love first thing in the morning," Misaki muttered as she put back on the maid outfit. She had taken a shower after their steamy morning moment and decided to carry on with what she had planned.

"I can hear you Misaki," Takumi said watching Misaki get dressed. "Shouldn't pervert be replaced with Master?"

Misaki clenched her fist almost wishing she hadn't come up with this stupid idea. "Sorry, Master," She answered as she finished tied her ribbon.

"I think my hair needs drying," Takumi said feeling his hair which he knew was damp after his shower."

"I'll dry it for you Master," Misaki answered taking a fresh towel and began to dry his hair.

"I think I saw some grapes last night. It would be nice for you to feed them to me," He ordered, lazily ushering for her to get them.

"With pleasure," Misaki bowed.

Takumi grinned watching his wife become annoyed. How could someone be cute when they're angry?

"Your grapes," Misaki said entering their bedroom.

"Feed me," Takumi ordered opening his mouth.

When was the last time he saw her feed someone at the maid latte?

Misaki popped off a few grapes and practically shoved them in Takumi's mouth. She felt bad when Takumi started to cough from nearly choking on a grape.

"I'm so sorry," She apologized tapping his back. Misaki felt extremely bad seeing him spit out the grapes she gave him. "I'm sorry," She said again kissing all over his face to make him feel better.

On the other hand, Takumi hoped she wouldn't hear his laughter as he had fooled her.

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