All Beautiful Girls Want to Stick with Me

”You’re the maid responsible for taking care of Arisu Sakayanagi? Uh… what was your name again?”

”Atsuki. As you said, I am the personal maid of Miss Sakayanagi, responsible for her daily life and care. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Atsuki replied, lifting the edges of her skirt with both hands and performing a textbook curtsy.

”That young lady sure was caring—she almost strangled me to death,” Megumi Kato muttered with layered meaning, casting a glance at the unconscious Arisu Sakayanagi.

”My deepest apologies. While I do understand why the young lady acted that way, it was still inappropriate. Even for powerful families, it’s not as easy as in the movies to simply ignore the law,” Atsuki said with a bowed head.

”You didn’t deny it.”

”Indeed, the world isn’t black or white—it’s gray, a mix of both. Being too black or too white only leads to ruin.”

”If a child of a major conglomerate were to accidentally kill someone, the family would naturally intervene, pulling strings behind the scenes, compensating the victim’s family. A human life isn’t worth much.”

”Still, even in today’s world, killing someone causes a lot of trouble. To get away with something like that, one needs more than money—they need overwhelming influence. Only those with both can manage it. Currently, in Japan, only three families have that level of power. One of them is the Sakayanagi family.”

Atsuki spoke calmly. Behind the dazzling world of commerce lay countless shady dealings. As long as everyone played within the unspoken rules, the lines between black and white often blurred.

Since becoming a maid for the Sakayanagi family, Atsuki had never witnessed such acts directly. But as her worldview expanded, she began hearing more about the despicable deeds of the upper class—who did what, and how much they profited.

”You should get that wound treated,” Atsuki said as she pulled out a medical kit.

Megumi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and rolled up her sleeve, revealing the wound left by Arisu’s sword cane. While she hadn’t dodged it completely, at least the cut wasn’t deep enough to require a hospital.

Atsuki expertly applied disinfectant and gauze, tending to the injury with practiced ease. Since it was the only wound, the process took less than ten minutes.

”Sigh…” Megumi let out a long breath.

”Did Miss Sakayanagi frighten you just now?” Atsuki asked as she tossed the blood-soaked cotton into a black garbage bag she had prepared in advance and began packing up the medical kit.

”She nearly killed me. Of course I was scared,” Megumi replied irritably.

”I sincerely apologize.”

Atsuki bowed again and then glanced over at the still-unconscious Arisu Sakayanagi.

”The young lady… once she sees Miss Izumi hurt, she completely loses control and turns into a madwoman. She only intended to teach you a lesson, but her rationality got drowned out by her overwhelming bloodlust.”

”She loses control when she sees Kotomi injured… Are Arisu Sakayanagi and Kotomi really childhood friends?” Megumi asked in disbelief.

Arisu had said many times that she and Kotomi were very close as children. At the time, it seemed like she was bragging. But now, it felt more like watching someone helplessly talk about the one they love being with someone else—angry yet unable to change the situation, repeating stories about their past to soothe their own heart.

If I had shown a jealous face then, maybe it would’ve made her feel better. Isn’t this kind of behavior similar to Aimi’s? But why are they so different in every other way? Arisu is so strong it puts me on edge, while Aimi is like a flightless chick—naive and playful.

Maybe that’s why Aimi thinks Arisu is a good person—because their personalities have that one similarity?

Thinking of this, Megumi Kato twitched the corner of her mouth and let out a helpless sigh. Why is my future sister-in-law so clueless? How on earth does Arisu Sakayanagi look like a good person? She’s a big bad wolf constantly eyeing your sister, dreaming of marrying her and devouring her completely! Treating Arisu as the good one and me as the villain... well, what else could I expect from a sister-in-law—just as dense as her big sister sometimes!

No way was Megumi going to admit that she too wanted to marry Kotomi, devour her entirely, and have a bunch of kids with her. Of course not. The label of ”big bad wolf” was now firmly stuck on Arisu Sakayanagi. Megumi? She was the harmless little white rabbit—perfect match for Kotomi.