This woman really is a demon…

Watching Maria-san tell her own daughter to strip naked in front of male classmates, I’m completely speechless.

How can she say something like that with a smile…?

“Y-you’re joking, right…?”

Emera’s face had gone completely pale, yet she still forced a strained smile as she tried to read Maria-san’s expression.

Furei, on the other hand, had already given up completely—her head hung low in resignation.

Well… there’s no way Maria-san would be joking in a situation like this…

“Are you defying my order?”

“—!”

When Maria-san’s smile faded back into a cold, merciless expression, Emera gasped and, trembling violently, started to remove her clothes.

Furei, her head still lowered, also slowly began to take off her clothes as well.

Thinking it was a bit too pitiful… I shut my eyes.

“What are you doing, Eito-kun? Keep your eyes open and watch properly.”

But the moment I closed my eyes, she called me out—as if she knew exactly what I’d do. No, she did know. Even without looking in my direction, Maria-san told me not to shut my eyes.

“They’re teenage girls, you know…?”

“What are you talking about? You were thinking you wouldn’t be satisfied unless they went through the same thing Hina-chan did, weren’t you?”

Yeah… how does she always know?

This woman really is terrifying.

But still… was she actually serious about making them go completely naked…?

“You can close your eyes if you want. As long as you don’t mind never seeing Hina-chan again.”

“…………”

She was implicitly saying, “If you defy me, I’ll take Hina far away.”

She struck precisely at the one thing I feared most—the one thing I absolutely couldn’t bear.

That’s why I can never go against this woman.

Setting Emera aside, I still felt bad for Furei… but even so, I turned my gaze back toward the two of them.

Her trembling hands couldn’t seem to undress properly, but even so, as the seconds passed, more and more of her spotless white skin came into view.

Before long, both Emera and Furei were down to nothing but their pure white underwear.

But their skin—once pale and beautiful—was now flushed red.

I couldn’t see Furei’s expression since she kept her head lowered, but I could clearly see the large tears gathering in Emera’s eyes.

“What are you doing? I told you to take everything off, didn’t I?”

The sisters still wouldn’t put their hands on their underwear, so Maria-san pressed them with even more pressure.

They’d probably never undressed in front of a man before, and despite their outrageous behavior, they were still proper young ladies in their own way.

Any further than this… would truly be cruel.

“Maria-san—”

“Be silent.”

When I tried to speak up again, she shot me a glare that left no room for argument.

If I weren’t here, Emera and Furei would probably be able to undress properly… so does she really insist on humiliating them in front of me?

Or is there another purpose?

To say it was “a bit much” would be an understatement—she was forcing them to do something downright impossible, and I couldn’t help questioning it.

“……!”

With tears streaming from her eyes, Emera used her right hand to cover her chest as she slowly unhooked her bra.

Then, bending forward at the waist, she crossed her legs and began to slide her underwear down bit by bit.

Once the underwear reached her feet, she let go with her left hand and immediately covered her crotch with it.

After that, she pulled each foot free from the fallen underwear, ending up completely naked, exactly as ordered.

That Emera… actually ended up completely naked…

That’s how terrified she must be of her mother.

If anyone else had told her to do this, Emera would’ve snapped back and tried to crush them.

However, Maria-san’s humiliation wasn’t over yet.

“What are you hiding? Put your hands behind your back.”

“…!”

At Maria-san’s command, Emera freezes.

It’s only natural—she’d been desperately trying to keep at least her most private area hidden from me, and now even that wasn’t allowed.

Of course, I couldn’t help thinking, “Is this woman seriously a demon!?” at Maria-san’s order.

I don’t like Emera, and what she did to Hina was unforgivable. Nevertheless, this was just too pitiful.

“Can’t you hear me?”

“Uu….”

When Maria-san applied pressure again, Emera’s hands twitched as if to move—but, as expected, they didn’t.

She was clearly caught in a struggle between obeying her mother’s command and her own shame.

Watching Emera freeze like that, Maria-san shifted her gaze to the girl beside her.

“And what are you doing, Furei?”

“Eh…?!”

Maria-san’s question made Emera glance to the side in confusion.

There beside her was Furei, still in her underwear with her head lowered.

Unlike Emera, Furei hadn’t even tried to take off her underwear.

“Furei, don’t disobey her!”

What it meant to defy Maria-san—

Emera understood that probably as well as I did, which was why she called out to Furei, who still wasn’t obeying the order.

Then, large tears began dripping onto Furei’s feet.

It was only natural.

Emera was strong-willed, but Furei was probably just a laid-back, gentle girl at heart.

That could be seen from how she always doted on the ones she favored, giving them treats and sweets.

And above all, unlike Emera, who was suffering the consequences of her own actions—Furei had actually been trying to protect Hina behind the scenes, making sure her sister wouldn’t find out. It’s only natural she’d feel this was unfair.

“So… you’re choosing to disobey me?”

Furei wasn’t doing as she was told.

Judging so, Maria-san began walking toward her.

The very next moment, Emera stepped between Furei and Maria-san, as if to shield Furei.

“Fuh—”

Seeing Emera shield her sister, Maria-san’s lips curled upward.

This is bad—just as that thought hit me, I tensed my legs.

“I’ll acknowledge your feelings.”

With a wicked smile, Maria-san gripped Emera’s hand—and with a strength unthinkable for someone with such slender arms, she lifted her clean off the ground and hurled her straight into the scalding water.