'Wash her? She looks old enough to do that.' Arnacia complained in her mind. She looked towards Isabelle, who stared back in shock.

Arnacia gave the pale maiden a stern look and noticeably shook her head. Then she turned her head towards right. The five maids were looking at her, be it straight up stares or just turned eyes.

'No big deal, I will just scrub her back.' Arnacia griped the scrub in one hand and the stool in another. Slowly she stood up and checked if what needs to be hidden was covered in foam. Then moved towards Isabelle with very small steps.

"My love, let me wash your back for you," Arnacia said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

'I won't even have to touch her.' Arnacia rejoiced in her mind and did not bother with rest of the maids anymore.

'But what is this soap? It quickly makes a lot of foam and its effect on the skins are too good.' She thought while rubbing the delicate skin of Isabelle.

Every maid had beautifully smooth skin, but still Isabelle's skin was one step above all.

"Arnacia, are you not giving her what you call the scrub of the heavens?" the maid from the side called out again. She was one of the maids who, now, were literally turned to see Isabelle.

'I guess she is Eleanor, one of the two heavy supporters of love between maids. But the writer doesn't mention why. I wish I had unlocked more chapters to read.'

Arnaica wanted to cry, but no tears came out. When her father's company went bankrupt, she got absolute zero allowance. During that time, she could only open three chapters for free everyday. On top of it, the writer mass released chapters when the third volume was out. And she was yet to finish the second volume.

"Scrub of the heavens?" Arnacia asked Eleanor.

"When you rub her back with your body, it's so sensual," Eleanor didn't hold back her voice.

Hearing this made Isabelle cough once.

'Everyone expects me to do it?' Arnacia thought and turned her head toward Rosalia with hope.

But the cursed witch was enjoying the hot tub!

"Isabelle is not feeling well today. I wish not for her to stay in this bath anymore," Arnacia said in a painful voice.

"Quickly wash her, then all the girls can enter the tub," Rosalia's voice echoed in the bathhouse.

'WHAT? How can the witch openly accept it? Isn't love between two women a capital offense?' Arnacia thought something was wrong as she desperately tried to recall anything useful from the novel.

'Maids Exams are held every four years. Girls from age 12 to 16 are eligible. The training also goes for four years in four separate camps.

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'Every year the maids are shuffled based on merit. This year is the final year of training, but it's Isabelle's first year with Arnacia.'

The plot was too detailed for the side characters!

'Probably, the author wrote the third volume on the trainee maids!' Arnacia could only sigh when she couldn't think of any reason for everyone being supportive. For the act was a crime in Lorein Kingdom.

"Arnacia, what are you thinking about?" Elanor asked.

"No-nothing! I was-wondering if I should upgrade my technique," Arnacia blurted out.

'How do I wash her with my body-' Arnacia looked down and saw her new, developed body… She already had the answer even before she properly asking the question.

'No… why did I think this?' She couldn't calm herself after coming to this conclusion.

"I have really upgraded my technique," Arnacia raised her voice and looked towards Rosalia.

No response…

Arnacia took a deep breath and shifted her stool forward. She closed her eyes and pushed her body onto the frightened maiden.

But quickly whispered.

"Don't panic, I won't do anything."

But Isabelle only responded with heavy breaths.

Arnacia felt the soft skin. It slowly spread warmth to her body.

The foamy soap made the touch even slippery that it was supposed to.

Closing eyes only made it worse, so Arnacia opened them and tried to think of something else. She slowly moved, but it slipped more than it was supposed to!!

Even if she were to find a mirror now, it would be difficult for her to look at it.

"Isabelle, my love, it is enough for today since you are not feeling well. Let's head over to the hot tub," Arnacia pulled back at once.

Sounds and voices of displeasure were made by the maids. They lifted the small bucket in front of them and poured water on themselves. Then all of them got up and put the folded towels on their heads and walked towards the hot tub, where Rosalia was soaked.

'This will be really embarrassing if they reach the hot tub before me' Arnacia quickly got up, her soapy foam armor was cracked. It showed her skin at many places.

But this time Arnacia was not bothered. She extended her hand towards the bucket close to her.

'It's empty!'

Arnacia quickly opened the tap and looked back at the maids, who were already halfway to the hot tub. Water gushed out of the tap.

However Arnacia lifted the bucket even before it was full. She poured the water onto herself and picked up the towel. While turning, she saw Isabelle in the corner of her eyes.

"Hurry, or everyone will see you walking naked from the hot tub," Arnacia whispered and walked towards the pool with long strides. Sound of water filling up a bucket was heard from behind.

Isabelle closed the tap when the bucket was only half full and poured on herself. She stood up and pulled the towel from the hanger. But the five maids were already in the wide pool like tub now.

The sixth maid, Arnacia, had stopped midway. She walked backwards and stood in front of Isabelle.

'I want to die,' Arnacia thought, but the deed was done. Everyone except Isabelle and her was already in the tub, looking toward them.

"Isabelle, my love, I won't let your pure body be tainted by vile eyes," Arnacia increased her voice so everyone would hear it.

'It's alright, it's alright, everyone is a girl here, it's not my body, not my body.' Arnacia repeated in her head, but put forward an expressionless face. Then she turned back and slowly walked forward.

Isabelle followed, hiding behind Arnacia.

It felt like a walk of shame to Arnacia. Five pairs of eyes were watching her. Even Rosalia opened her eyes as the two 'lovers' reached the tub.

After they entered inside, Rosalia said.

"What are you two hiding from me?"