Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

"Looks like the male protagonist of Pink Software, but the result is that I don't like it..."

Suddenly, Mia's little animal instincts sounded the alarm—one more word and she was doomed.

Swallowing the words without knowing why, Mia brainstormed for a while and went out with a towel.

After washing off the large amount of milk on the towel, Mia pretended that nothing happened, changed into another towel, and returned to the room. She found that Dio was already awake. The boy's cheeks were abnormally flushed, and he seemed to have a serious fever.

Mia ran to Dio's bed: "Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The girl is wearing a traditional and exquisite maid outfit. Wearing a long black skirt, a white ruffled apron, white socks and black leather shoes, she showed a rare gentle and virtuous feeling.

Mia was wearing this suit just now, helping him wipe...

The blush on his face deepened, Dior's eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at Mia: "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore. Why are you wearing this kind of clothes?"

"Did you buy it for me?" Mia tilted her head, "I said before that the maids' clothes were nice, so you bought them for me."

"I know..." Dio glanced at the towel in Mia's hand secretly, "Why are you wearing this in the hospital?"

Mia chuckled: "It's raining heavily and my clothes are not dry, so I have to wear them."

"Okay." Dio lowered his head and pinched his fingers so hard that it seemed like he was going to break the bones. "That was just an accident."

Mia came closer: "What's the accident?"

The girl's sweet body fragrance floated into the tip of his nose, and his blood became warm again. Dio pulled up the quilt unnaturally: "It's nothing. You, you sit down on the chair and tell me what happened after I fainted?"

"No, your bed is soft." Mia ignored Dio's murderous eyes, sat on his bed, and told what happened at that time.

After listening, Dio's eyes flashed: "Where is Anubis? Take me to see it."

Mia nodded and said: "Put it in the villa and lock it. I'll ask the doctor to come over and check the injury. I'll take you there after the examination."

Mia called the doctor to examine Dio. After a while, the doctor said that the patient's injury was not serious and he would be fine after a period of rest.

So, at Dio's strong request, Mia took him back to the villa and outside the room where Anubis was kept.

"Wait outside." Dio stretched out his hand towards Mia, "The key."

Mia took out the key and pursed her lips: "Is it okay for you to be alone?"

"How can Bendio be afraid of something that you can deal with?" Dio snorted coldly and shook his hand, "The key."

"Okay... I'll wait for you outside." Mia sighed and put the key into Dio's palm.

The girl's well-manicured nails inadvertently ran across the palm of her hand, and a numb electric current rushed into her heart, making Dior tremble unnoticeably.

Mia frowned: "Are you really okay?"

Suppressing the strange feeling, Dio said with a sullen face, "It's okay."

After saying that, he opened the door with the key and walked in.

boom.

The door is closed. Mia stayed outside, waiting boredly.

She had barely rested since entering the cave, and sleepiness filled her empty brain. Mia patted her cheeks from time to time to wake herself up.

After dozens of minutes, Dio came out and saw this scene - the little maid's white cheeks were flushed, her green eyes were wet, and she was staring at him intently.

"Master Dior, I'm so sleepy. I'll sleep with you later." Maybe she was too sleepy, Mia's sweet voice had a hint of hoarseness, like crystallized honey, rustling and sweet.

Fortunately, the winter coat is thick enough...

With his ears slightly red, Dior touched Mia's head solemnly: "How is your injury? You didn't sew it yourself, right?"

Mia hugged Dior's waist and yawned, her eyes sparkling with tears: "I sewed it myself, I was afraid the doctor would arrest me for an autopsy."

The girl's faint sweet fragrance floated in the air. Dio hesitated for half a second and buried his head in her neck, feeling her breath: "I'll help you take a look later."

"Master, you care about me so much, what should I do to repay you?" A smile flashed in her eyes, Mia's red lips came to Dio's left ear, and she whispered in a long tone.

The warm breath caressed the ears, and the little maid's deliberately lowered voice seemed to be filled with a hint of secrecy and taboo. With his heart pounding, Dio hugged Mia tightly: "I can do anything I want?"

"I can give you chocolate pudding." A sweet smile appeared on her little face, and Mia gently pushed Dio away, "Just one..."

Before she finished speaking, Mia noticed that Dio's expression seemed a little distorted: "Why do you look like you've been bullied? What's wrong with you, Anubis?"

He shouldn't expect anything from an idiot!

Dio clenched his fists and took a deep breath: "It has nothing to do with that stupid knife. By the way, didn't you ask it to work for you? I have made an agreement with it, and it will obey the orders of the two of us until we Die."

Mia pinched the corner of her clothes: "Is it reliable? Its mind control ability is too weird."

"I threatened it with the broken blade. I told it to hide it where it couldn't find it, and if it didn't work hard, I wouldn't return it." Dio paused and concluded, "It's generally reliable, so be careful when using it. point."

"Okay..." Mia scratched her head, "Didn't you get rid of Anubis' control at that time? How did you do it?"

"I'm not sure... I already have an idea. I'll think about it again." Dio gave Mia a headache. "Come on, I'll sew your wound."

Dio took Mia to his bedroom.

"Your room is so neat. Every time I see it, I feel so amazing." Mia sighed as she looked at Dior's neatly placed books and sundries.

"I really don't understand how you can make such a mess in the room." Dio locked the door with a calm expression.

"That's not chaos, that's personalized placement." Mia pouted, took off her apron, sat on the edge of the bed, and lifted up her skirt.

Small leather shoes, garter stockings, a high-necked dress buttoned to the top... and the exquisite snow-white color.

The formal and conservative attire formed a huge contrast with the large area of ​​white and greasy skin. What is better than being naked is a serious half-covered and half-exposed look.

The blood was surging, Dio clenched his fists, dug his nails into his palms, and forced himself to move his eyes to the wound on Mia's abdomen. Her stitches were rough and the stitches looked like centipedes eating poisonous mushrooms.

"Take it apart and I'll sew it up again for you." Dio took out the medicine box and sat next to Mia.

"Okay." Mia pecked him and sat down obediently.

Dior removed the stitches and gave her new stitches. Mia's wound was so deep that he sewed it up carefully.

The boy's hands were steady.

Inserting the needle, threading it out, tying knots...the force is precise and the technique is stable.

The distance between the two needles is almost equal, the knot is beautiful and neat, and the technique is as good as that of a Mediterranean doctor in a big hospital.

Soon, Mia's wound was perfectly closed by the sutures. At first glance, only a few patches of blood could be seen, and the location of the wound could not be found.

"Okay." Looking at the beautiful wound, Dio raised his lips and nodded.

Unknowingly, has Dio's medical skills been upgraded a lot?

"Where did you learn this skill?" Unaware of his eager gaze, Mia wiped away the blood and put down the hem of her skirt.

"There are a lot of fights in Ghoul Street." Dio chuckled and put away the medicine box.

"Did you practice specially for me?" Mia took off her shoes and got into his quilt.

"I'm overthinking it, it's just convenient."

Looking at her with disdain, Dio lay on the bed and hugged her.

"You did a good job in the cave."

If it hadn't been for Mia this time, they might have been doomed when they encountered the flood, and they wouldn't have been able to meet Anubis.

When fighting the Demon Sword, Mia took almost all the damage and defeated it by exchanging injuries for injuries.

With a scarred back, she subdued Anubis and escaped with everyone.

She saved everyone by herself.

It's really amazing.

"Oh~ Tsundere actually praised me." Mia chuckled and hugged Dio back.

"Whatever you are proud of is just so-so." Dio snorted coldly and looked away.

"Sleep together?" Mia yawned and moved away from him.

"No need." After looking at the distance she had deliberately opened, Dio turned coldly and turned his back to her.

"What are you thinking about again? I'm just afraid of crushing your injured arm." Mia moved back and rested her head on his back.

Dio didn't reply and seemed still angry. Mia rubbed his back and coaxed him with nice words. After coaxing and coaxing, sleepiness crept into her little head, and Mia fell asleep.

"Fool……"

Finding that the person behind him had not spoken for a long time, Dio sat up and looked at her cute sleeping face.

The little maid's blond hair was spread on the bed, and the hem of her long skirt was rolled up, revealing her slender calves and plump thighs.

Straight, well-proportioned... full of life.

White stockings wrapped tightly around it. The extremely close-fitting cotton fabric makes the lines more attractive, while the white color adds a pure taste to the soft and elastic flesh.

Temptation and innocence are combined, and the contradictory feelings actually trigger bad associations.

Mia hasn't accepted him yet.

Dior is not a gentleman, but he still has a bit of conscience in front of the only person he cares about.

He helped Mia put the skirt back up, as usual, only charging a little interest...

Mia slept deeply, and when she woke up, it was already evening.

The gloomy rain clouds dispersed, and the warm afterglow poured into the room. Dio sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her with rare tenderness.

His expression was a little strange, showing subtle satisfaction and exhaustion. Mia felt that he looked like an Internet-addicted teenager who played games all night.

"What's wrong?" Mia grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"nothing."

Dio's gaze turned cold and returned to his usual disdain for looking at a fool.

"I seem to understand the reason why Anubis can't control me..."