Chapter 8:

I Uncover the Secret of Being a Maid from Our Very Own Maid Catgirl, But Because I disagree, It Doesn't Actually Matter What Her Opinion Is!

I Die Crushed by Catgirl Pillows, Yet My Total And All-Consuming Love for Catgirls was Rewarded and I am Reborn In Another World, as a Princess! Then I Find Out My New World Has Catgirls, So I Will Aim to Create a Harem With All the Catgirls in The World!

And so our journey continued, with the carriage swaying as before, Linn sitting opposite me just like before, and Violet keeping me pinned down just like - alright, that last one might not be like before.

But fear not, for being pinned down did not serve as sufficient restraint to keep me from carrying on the conversation with Linn.

"I think we may have gotten a bit off track, but I hope you get the idea. As long as you're a catgirl, I'm not going to get mad no matter what you say."

"No matter what I say? Now that's an interesting thought."

"So yeah, let's get back on topic. What do you usually do around the castle?"

"Do you seriously need to ask?"

Linn pointedly glanced down at her maid dress before continuing.

"I'm a maid. I do maid things."

"But what does that mean?"

"Cleaning, for one. And other miscellaneous chores. That's really about it. Some cooking too."

"You sure that's all of it? I kind of feel like something's missing…"

"I'm not sure what you think maids are supposed to be doing, but yes, that is all of it."

It turned out that Linn, even the cute, and fair maiden, as well as catgirl that she was, still had areas in which she remained lacking.

"Actually, there is one more thing."

Or maybe not? My ears perked up as I turned my head as much towards Linn as I could. One advantage of cat ears: distinctly better at picking up sounds from places off to your sides compared to human ones. Maybe just better at hearing in general.

No, just plain better. Always.

"But I’ll need some motivation first. Give me a kiss and I'll tell you."

"Alright," I shrugged.

I pushed Violet off me while ignoring her protests, stood up with a dramatic flourish… leaned over to the other side of the carriage, and gave Linn a quick peck on the lips! At least that was my intention, before she pulled me in for something far more passionate, the details of which shall not be covered here.

Suffice to say that I resisted for all I was worth. So hard that I sensed Violet staring holes in the back of my head for not being done yet a minute later. Realizing I preferred my head in a state of matter that wasn't swiss cheese, I pulled myself away from Linn with a heavy heart… Ah, no. With great pleasure in my successful act of resistance, of course.

And as soon as our lips parted, the answer to my earlier question came out of Linn’s.

"I'm a foreign spy."

“Not what I meant, but good to know.”

I could feel Violet glaring at me again from slightly behind us. Why? Don’t ask me, because I couldn’t tell. But when you didn’t know something, only one other reasonable option remained.

To ask.

But as I considered myself in a less than reasonable mood, I chose to guess instead.

"Jealous because I kissed Linn?"

“I can think of at least one more obvious reason.”

“Yep, it’s clearly the kiss. You can have one too."

A divine, graceful kiss, as if a blessing from the heavens above. That is what I granted Violet. The same as all of my kisses (note: this is not a legally binding statement).

Problem solved.

Aside from how Violet looked at me with a rather puzzled expression on her face.

“That wasn’t it?”

"No? I wasn't really jealous. Like, at all… But I still liked the kiss, enough that I will choose not to do anything too dramatic because of the non-existent jealousy I feel and make sure it doesn't involve the knife hidden under the third floorboard from the left."


I chose not to inquire further.

But still, two kisses, both from catgirls. Not bad for one day, and already 20% of the way towards my goal. 30%? Do I count? Something to think about for later.

I will leave the decision of whether the fact that one of the kisses came from my own little sister made the situation worse or significantly improved it up to anyone watching. Actually, no. You don't get the right to make my choices. In my opinion kissing my sister only made things better.

Yes, I’m weird. At this point you should have realised.

“Looks like you two are having fun and all, but are both of you planning to just ignore my heartfelt confession? My admittance of having committed some ohhhhhhh so grave sins.”

Linn theatrically gestured towards the sky as she spoke. But, alas.

“Sorry, but I didn’t hear what you said back then.”

And with a sigh and a roll of the eyes from Linn… At last comes the dramatic confession we’d all been waiting for, the climax of it all!

"I'm a foreign spy."

And, of course, my shocked reaction to it!

"I see. Wait… what?"


"No, I just said that so you'd stop asking."

Quite relieving to hear. But if she didn’t know herself?

“In that case, my only choice is to tell you what it is you lack, my dear Linn!”
“Sure, at this point I honestly don’t care anymore. What is it?”

“It is, of course…”

A stylish pirouette, and with it my answer…!

"Love for your master :3"