This isn't everything you expect from a maid, of course!

Okay. Time to be honest with yourself. Having a pro heroine take time out of her schedule to clean up your apartment is nice, but it isn't life-changing. The pro-heroine Froppy in a maid outfit was an unforgettable sight... but not life-changing. If this is a dream you're going to wake up from, don't you want something a little more exciting?

Didn't you have something else in mind when you controlled Tsuyu to act as a maid? Of course you did!

So, it's time to think about how you actually go about getting that. The problem was... now that you were thinking about it, you had too many ideas! If you order her to do all of these different things, surely you'll exhaust yourself... also, you probably didn't have time to put in a bunch of separate triggers. So, you decide to keep it as simple as you can:

"Your maid services include exciting, inappropriate things fit for a sexy maid fantasy."

You feel your hand patting Tsuyu's head pick up rubbing her hair. You can't help yourself... You're too excited about what's about to happen. Actually, this might have been the best way to do it... This way, you don't know exactly what's going to happen.

It's exciting... and pretty damn tiring. You already learned that the more open-ended you make these things, the more it'll tire you out, but this still feels like more than you expected. As soon as you're sure you've got it locked in, you wander over to the now-clean dinner table and sit down, crossing your arms and resting your chin on them. Well, this was one way to get tired enough to get some regular sleep for your day tomorrow...

Tsuyu has made her way to the stove and started frying up some rice. The end of her tongue is still draped over her lower lip, and she seems deep in concentration... A bit too deep for frying rice. Still focused on the stovetop, she finally speaks. "Ren... How have I been doing as a maid, ribbit?"

You joke that she's the best maid you've ever had for your apartment.

"You're satisfied, then? Ribbit? You weren't expecting more?"

... You admit that you might have had high expectations, but it's fine. She made the apartment look great, and it's her first time... Really, as great as could be expected. Shit. You're reassuring Tsu on impulse, but it's almost like you're trying to talk her out of what you think is coming.

"I wasn't sure. I'm the type who ordinarily wouldn't do anything halfway, ribbit... But now, I've left you with nothing to do but watch me while I make dinner for you, ribbit."

You tell her that's fine, not to worry about it.

"Well, if you're sure watching me's fine, ribbit..." Even though she's been talking in her usual, even voice, as she turns a strange, guilty glance towards you and immediately breaks it off, you're aware her face is red from more than the heat of the stove. Even as she keeps her hands busy tossing the rice and cutting up veggies, her tongue creeps from her mouth, slowly. You realize there's no attempt to be sneaky here (after all, you could hardly miss the tongue now snaking all the way over her head like a rainbow); what you're seeing is hesitation.

Finally, the tongue sneaks under the maid's skirt and begins lifting it. While her dish seems to be coming out well, you note the amount of attention she's paying it is probably to avoid making any eye contact with you. She's lifting from the side, her right side towards you, so that, soon, it's not hiding her profile at all. You can follow her creamy skin all the way up from those tall stockings she wears to the strap of her white panties.

Needless to say, this is a show for your benefit, and you aren't making any effort to hide that you're checking her out. In fact, you have a thought: you ask Tsuyu if she can cook with her tongue.

Tsuyu finally looks your way with a bit of surprise, drawing her tongue in to speak. "That's a weird question, ribbit. I can do almost anything with my tongue... Oh." She gets your meaning and flushes with a slightly disapproving look. "I did agree to do this, but you don't have to be so into it, ribbit."

You shrug. Fair's fair, isn't it? She's the one who agreed to it.

"I didn't agree to anything, ribbit." Tsuyu said it in a matter of fact voice. That was true, but she didn't seem to complain, and it also wasn't keeping her from using her tongue to flip the skillet and the rice, then manipulate the knife at the cutting board. All the while, her hands grabbed the corners of her skirt and lifted... With the efficiency of her tongue at work on the cooking, she was able to actually turn her back to you now, and was glancing just behind her to see your reaction as she revealed the back of her panties. They're white and conservative, as you'd already noted, but they have a pattern of blue and green pastel-colored frogs on them you hadn't noticed before. It's a little childish, but you can't help but find it cute...

But, seriously, there's nothing childish about that ass. With nothing hiding them but the dainty frills of her maid skirt, you're free to take in every detail of Tsu's powerful legs transitioning up into the round contour of her half-exposed butt. You note how the panties indent slightly into her skin and wonder if this is a pair she's owned a while, one she's possibly outgrown but hasn't gotten rid of. You consider again how lucky you are to have a pro heroine showing them to you in your own apartment.

Tsuyu sets the pan on the stove again: her face has gone from a faint blush to a cherry-red hue, and her frown suggests she doesn't appreciate the attention. "You're really staring, Ren... You're pervy after all, ribbit." Even as she says this, she begins wiggling her hips a little bit to add to the show for you.

You point out she's the one showing off for you! How does that make you a perv?

"I... have to, ribbit. But you don't have to watch, ribbit!"

Hmm... It's bothering you more than you expected that Tsu thinks you're a perv now. Well, you hadn't calculated that she'd retain a part of herself that understood she should be embarrassed to flash her butt at you, anyway... You consider that you might have to make her forget about what happened here when you're done tonight.

While you were lost in your thoughts, Tsu finished up with dinner. Hastily, she lets her skirt back down and begins setting the table with it. As she does, she speaks. "So, was that enough, ribbit?"

You tell her she technically isn't done until she leaves the apartment.

"So you're saying you want more, ribbit? I think you're getting carried away..." Tsu sets the fried rice dish down in front of you. It, again, looks better than anything you pictured you'd be eating in your lonely apartment, with peas, carrots, and onion diced up and mixed in. Without waiting or asking your permission, Tsu hovers a bottle of a special sauce over the dish with her tongue and squeezes it out onto your portion. Using that appendage granted by her quirk, she's deftly spelled out the word "MASTER" on top.

You tell her you want to hear her say that.

The young woman puts a finger to her lower lip as she sets her bottle down, draws in her tongue, and tries to consider how to best comply with your command. Finally, she does it, looking down into your eyes from her position standing. "Master Ren Yamada... Ribbit."

You ask Tsu to help you eat it.

"Am I your maid or your mommy, ribbit...?" With a slightly exasperated expression, Tsu wraps a spoon in her tongue and carves out a bite. "Shay 'aaah,' she mutters, bringing it up to your mouth...

You eat your first bite of your delicious, dream-like dinner, your eyes still relentlessly drilling into Tsu's bashful face. With her tongue out and feeding you, it occurs to you that it's no less than half a spoon's length from your own mouth... It's hard not to think about making out with her, and you find, surprising even yourself, that you're not at all opposed to the idea of trying to make out with a woman with a frog's tongue.

After the third spoonful, you're feeling hornier than you are hungry. You decide to push your luck even further. When she draws her tongue back to feed you another bite, you press in towards her, putting a hand on her shoulder and trying to kiss the corner of her mouth-

Before you know what's happening, her tongue jerks back around to slap you in the side of the face painfully, knocking you out of your chair and onto the floor. "Ren, what are you doing, ribbit?!"

Confused, you get up from the floor, rubbing your sore jaw. Aren't you allowed to kiss your maid?

"Ren, I'll do maid things for you, but we never agreed to anything like that, ribbit! I'm really disappointed... What kind of girl do you take me for, ribbit?"

... You don't have any good answer for this. Tsu's looking at you with an accusatory glare... No. It's not the accusation in her eyes that you can't stand. It's the hurt. She probably considered you a friend, even if you were a friend she was inexplicably doing maid work and more for... Now, you'd pretty blatantly tried to take advantage of her, and you hadn't put any kind of quirk directive in her head to protect her against that.

You tell Tsu you'll fix it... If she just lets you hold her head again-

"Master Ren, can I be excused from my duties, ribbit? You can... I don't know, you can spank me next time if you need to, but I wanna go home for tonight. Ribbit."

... So she's was still counting on a next time. After all, you'd told her that she'd make visiting you part of your routine, and you told her that she'd be your maid when she was here. You tell her she can go, but you ask her one more time if she'll consider letting you use your quirk? You don't want to leave her feeling bad. You don't tell her, but you don't want to leave yourself feeling bad, either.

"... Ren, I think you've got a wrong impression, ribbit." Tsu lowers her eyebrows seriously as she looks into your eyes. "I want to keep meeting you, and I want you to use Helping Hand more. You seem like you could use a friend, and I want to be your friend, too, ribbit. But just because you're helping me out, and just because I have... things I have to do... doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, ribbit. We'd probably both feel better if you used Helping Hand right now, but as a pro hero, I think I have to teach you a lesson in responsibility, ribbit. Although I'd like it if we could go back to being normal friends, before I became your maid."

... You tell her that's okay. If she'll forgive you, she doesn't have to be your maid anymore.

"I do have to be your maid, though. Ribbit." Tsu said this unquestioningly, with the conviction of every other piece of level-headed advice she seemed to impart. "I have to be your maid and do embarrassing stuff for you. I have to, Ren. Ribbit."

... It now occurs to you you've never tried to get a person not to do something you mind controlled them to do. It seems like you can't undo it without using your quirk.

"... But I'll forgive you, anyway. Ribbit."

You immediately ask her why.

"... I probably gave you some wrong signals with the way I was performing as your maid, ribbit. So the fault's on me, too, maybe. But I want you to learn the right lesson about boundaries, ribbit. You don't seem like you're very good at reading the mood, so I'll forgive it. Once, ribbit."

So you can touch her head after all?

"No, the way you're so eager to touch it makes me think you really want to, ribbit." Tsu hops away from you with a swish of her skirt, then uses her tongue to hook her plastic bag from earlier. That seems to be where her hero costume is stashed. "You've gotta take at least that much punishment, ribbit. I'll count on Helping Hand next time." She hops over to the door again... It seems she isn't going to change before she leaves. It's dark out now, at least, so hopefully the whole town won't be talking about Froppy patrolling the city in a maid outfit, at least.

As she turns the door knob, she glances behind her once more. "... Ren. Classes start tomorrow, right? Ribbit?"

You nod dumbly. You don't want to think about it, but that's true.

"Are they morning classes, ribbit?"

A mix of morning and afternoon.

"I'll see you later in the day, then, ribbit. Good luck on your first day!"

As you watch Tsu leave your apartment, you stare at your own hand in contemplation. What have you learned? The power of your quirk is amazing, but it's far from infallible. If you aren't careful, this kind of thing can easily happen. But, that isn't the most important thing you learned...

In spite of not having any trigger from your quirk to make it so, in spite of you perving on her while she made you dinner and fed you, Tsu still wanted to be your friend. A cynical part of you tells you that could just be to make her own circumstance easier, since, like it or not, she was apparently coming back here again... But, another part of you tells you that's just the kind of amazing person Tsu is. You weren't just lucky enough to meet a hero in your apartment earlier this weekend... You were lucky enough to meet a kind, empathetic, and patient one like her. Even among the heroes, she might be one in a million.

That part of you resolves that you're going to fix all this, the next chance you get. There has to be a way you can satisfy yourself without pissing Tsu off and violating boundaries she doesn't want gone. You've got a day to think about what it is... Then again, you probably ought to be thinking about your classes.

With a lot of thoughts in your mind, and none of them much fun to think about, you watch just a little TV to take your mind off your problems while you finish your food. Guiltily, you change to the local news to make sure they don't have any special reports about a heroine in a maid uniform. Good... There's nothing.

Once you're wound down, you head to your bed, set your alarms, and pass out almost instantly. It turns out that sleep you got was apparently catch-up sleep from your exhaustion, and didn't count towards resting you up for the next day. You slept hard... Hopefully not as hard as last time.