Master.
How dare you!
The Binding Hoop...
The only item with the ability to hurt that uncultured, sexually invasive maid.
Its effect is insane.
However...
Even Kogarashi will die.
I don't think killing him will do any good.
Morning, Master.
Hey! Don't scare me like that!
You're quite loud in the morning, Master.
Breakfast is ready. Come down.
It's finally time to settle this.
Even if we're friends, I won't go easy.
I wouldn't expect any less.
You two are too naive.
You think you can beat me?
Ok.
Let's see them!
How's this!
78 percent, first place!
69 percent, second place!
29 percent, last place!
How did I lose...
Fujiwara Naeka comes in last once again!
Why again?
If we studied together, how did I get so low?
So the legend about bust sizes and math scores being inversely related was true.
What are you saying?
Now that you mention it, I think I've heard that too.
I think it was by a German Specialist.
What kind of specialist was this?
Then let's compare the ratio of our bust size to score.
What's your size?
W-Well...
You guys,
don't make it so obvious.
WHAAAAT?!
88 for your bust?!
Hey, don't say it so loud, you idiot!
How much bigger are these breasts planning to get?
Shut up! Why you...
Stop it!
The mid-term score was 29 percent.
Finals will be approaching soon.
At this rate, my master will definitely fail.
That master sure can be a hassle.
But, no need to worry.
You have me.
Shwatch!
Whether it's love, games, or studies,
leave it to me, Maid Guy.
Master.
Your exam will be in my hands.
Vice Captain of Shuuhou Seiha Academy High School Girls' Kendou Club,
Fujiwara Naeka!
At this rate, you're bound to fail.
I forbid you to participate in club activities until exams are over.
What?
Your Shinai, Wooden Sword, and all your other weapons will be confiscated.
That goes for your armors as well.
No way?
Focus on studying for the final exams.
President, please forgive me.
Your highness,
please give me one more chance.
Focus on studying for the final exams.
This is for the club.
I can't believe
that I can't practice Kendou for a month.
Kendou is the only thing I have.
I never thought her love for Kendou was this strong.
How am I suppose to burn off my extra calories now?
I'm gonna get fat.
I'll definitely get fat.
Naeka!
Your reason for practicing Kendou was to lose weight?
What happened to the way of the sword you talk about every day?
That's poor sportsmanship.
The way of the sword is the way of the sword.
The priorities of a lady is also a serious matter.
Give me a break, you disobedient girl.
Are you trying to blow your inter-high prelims at a review session by failing again,
Vice Captain?
The substitute was, for some reason, in the seat of the team captain.
In the spring prelims, you were absent from time to time, I believe.
And what was the reason for that absence?
I'm ashamed, my math has caused you this much trouble...
You should be ashamed of your brain!
Geez, blowing up your chest so much.
Why not give the nutrients to your brain, you big breasted idiot?!
Hey, that's mean.
That's sexual harassment.
Sexual harassment my ass.
If you want, I'll blow you, along with your chest, all the way to the Boys' Kendou club!
You failure girl!
We are the Shuuhou Seiha Academy Boys Kendou club,
The Fujiwara Naeka's Boobs Fan Club!
We're ready to pay 1,000,000 or even 10,000,000 for those boobs!
Please sell them!
Why don't you... go to hell!
Wait, Fujiwara!
Our love for your boobs are real!
Who'd sell them?!
Wanna sell them?
Since she fails...
Don't look at me with those greedy eyes!
Are you really my friends?
You have to retake the test if you score below 30?
That's why you're cramming?
Yeah.
This isn't looking good.
If I don't score above 60 tomorrow,
I can't do Kendou for a month, until the final exams.
If that happens...
If that happens?
A devastating increase in weight can be expected.
That would be a problem.
And, if I score below 30,
there's a chance that I'll be sold off to the Boys Kendou club.
They wouldn't go as far as selling their friend...
Well actually, my final words kind of pissed them off...
Your final words?
Why you... small breasted!
Small breasted!
What was that?!
That would be your own fault.
Kousuke, why are you in my room?!
Whereever Miss Maid is, I'll be there.
I know!
I beg of you, Fubuki-san.
Please teach me math.
You look smart,
and you're my only hope.
Please help me.
I'm sorry.
Huh?
Oh, I see you've got some volume there...
I'm sorry.
I just look slender in clothing.
Math was never for me...
Bust sizes and math scores are inversely related!
The bad guys here are these breasts again.
Naeka-san!
I'm going to exterminate them.
I'm gonna rub them.
I'm gonna make them flat.
S-Sis, good job!
I mean, control your anger!
No need to worry, master.
Kogarashi-san?
Why are you dressed like that?
Master, I will deal with your math.
Just leave it to me.
In Japanese schools, cheating isn't allowed, but...
It's not just Japan, it's the same everywhere.
Doping is a different matter.
Really?
The tail of a newt,
the root of a mandragora,
the web of a black widow spider,
a bit of rice wine,
and finally, the secret solution.
Now, drink this down with a single gulp.
Is this safe?
It does look tasty, but...
By drinking a cup of this Maid Guy Special Energy Drink before you study,
it'll give you and your brain tremendous amounts of power.
Are you saying it's high in calories?
Of course.
A strong body needs a strong brain.
That one cup contains the energy of 30 milk bottles.
No, I can't drink this.
I would never drink this.
I don't need this drug.
Did you just say, "You can't"?
Are you saying that knowing your current situation?
I don't want to because it'll make me fat.
Especially since I might have to discontinue Kendou.
30 bottles of milk?
If I drank something like that, I'd be reversing my priorities.
That won't solve a single problem.
Don't be picky, and drink it.
Open your mouth.
Why you disobedient master.
Then I'll pour it down through any hole you have.
Kogarashi-san!
It may be a drug for you,
but it is a poison to us.
It's good.
Kousuke!
Why are you drinking it?
Kousuke!
What is it, sis?
So it does make you fat!
Then,
I myself will teach you math, so prepare yourself.
Teach me?
You?
Indeed.
I'd hate to ask you,
but can you actually do math well enough to teach it to me?
It's a lot different from an average dad trying to teach his grade schooler math.
It's a lot more troublesome if I'm taught by someone who doesn't understand.
Naeka-sama.
What?
To tell you the truth, he's got teaching credentials at MIT.
MIT?
Oh, the Iwate Menko T-
No!
The Massachusetts Institute of Technology, also known as MIT.
It's a university of science and technology located in Kenbridge, Massachusetts.
From Friedman to Professor Tonegawa Shin,
the number of Nobel Prize Winners for its 150 years of history amounts to 58.
It's basically a haven of scientists.
It's the most prominent mathematical school.
Massa-chu-settesu?
Basically, the difference in our math skills and his are
like that of a university professor and a 3 year-old.
They're all right!
It indeed is a regrettable fact...
Now, this unconcerned idiot will hinder the class.
So hurry up and get out!
And you're the left over idiot?
I hope you can at least multiply.
I understand.
I understand, Fubuki-san.
I've never felt so much disgrace in my life.
Now then, let us begin.
Starting with a review of the test.
Ouch!
Don't laugh it off.
What is this answer?
All your errors are in basic arithmetic.
Don't write the sum for 1 + 1 as 3 when you're in second year of high school!
You embarrassing master!
I don't think I'm all wrong.
For instance,
The military commander, Tachibana Muneshige,
has conquered many enemies with a few soldiers numerous times in his life.
That is the result of smart strategies.
Even if the strength of each soldier is equal,
the number of soldiers you have doesn't determine the outcome of the battle.
And how does that Tachibana Whoever and this crap solution relate?
Don't you get what I'm saying?
Depending on the strategy, 1 + 1 can become 3 or 5 or even 10.
What?
This is a historical fact,
so I don't think my answer is completely wrong.
I give up on teaching you math already.
If you can't understand, then memorize it all.
Memorize all the problems and solutions that the teacher wrote on the board.
That's not a bad idea,
but I can't.
You just have to memorize it as written in your notes.
What's not possible?
Because I don't take notes in ma-
Then another method.
The brother of my master.
Kogarashi-san?
What are you going to do with a printer?
Sis doesn't have a computer or anything to plug it in.
Man, such a troublesome master you are.
Kogarashi-san?
What are you doing?
Maid Guy, access!
This is...
I, Maid Guy, miss nothing.
I've memorized the whole lecture, all in my brain here.
These are the pictures of the chalk board the teacher was writing on!
Whoa, so convenient.
Maid Guy copies are vivid printouts.
They come out bright, contrasted, and colorful.
I don't believe this.
What about the OS?
And the driver?
How exactly do you do it?
Don't talk like you know anything.
What do you know about him?
The language for brains and machines are both based off electricity.
If you speak with sincerity, this is a man who'll listen.
My printer was a man?
I gave him a girl's name...
By the way, could I do what you did?
I have tons of inner brain pictures I'd love to print out.
I wonder if they're doing OK.
My notes are flawless.
Now memorize them to your heart's content.
Right.
Now.
Damn you, master.
Do you feel like working at all?
This is a physical reaction to her rejection of math.
She's trying to stop the numbers before they get to her brain.
Her will can't counter this.
Damn it.
You're such a closed off master.
I can't believe you can't even memorize.
I guess I'll have to use the "Memorization Bread."
Wait a sec.
There might still be a way.
If a brain and a machine can connect.
Right.
I should at least serve her coffee.
Naeka-sama must be tired from studying all night.
Dawn... what an ominous color of the sky.
You can't put it in anymore, Kogarashi-san!
More!
Put more in!
Ah, it's coming out!
No, stop!
Something came out from her other ear.
Your brain memory capacity is too small.
Naeka-sama!
Get it together!
Come back to me!
I can see heaven.
Naeka-sama!
Morning...
I'm doomed.
I guess...
We should try "that" method.
"That" method?
Naeka-sama, breathe out more!
We have to bind it more.
It hurts.
If we can make your chest look smaller,
perhaps the math score will go up; following the law.
Really?
What's with those faces?
German, Breast Physiology major, Professor Breasten Rubsnyder!
Born in 1912 and died in 1944.
As the only one in the world, his research related things with the size of one's breasts,
claimed a thesis that bust sizes and math scores are inversely related.
And came up with the method to potentially increase brain capacity by binding one's breasts.
At the end of World War II, his news stops at Chichibu.
It's also written in the ancient Aztec stone boards.
Just leave me alone.
Even a sardine's brain will become that of a god,
if he believes that it will.
So if I just believe in legends or what not...
I feel like I've gotten smarter.
I feel like I can do... math.
Sis, what's that sound?
The cotton lost to sis's breasts.
I didn't think they had this much bounce.
That was our last hope.
No way.
Don't worry, master.
I thought this might happen, so I brought this.
This one's made of metal.
Maybe this'll work.
All right, I'm going!
We've done as much as we could.
It's perfect.
Now we should just believe in god and our master.
Morning, Eiko, Miwa.
Morning.
Naeka... what happened to your chest?
With this, I'll have no problem with the exam.
I won't be sold off to the Boys' Kendou club.
I can do this.
With this, I'm sure I'll make it.
Master!
How hard are those breasts
trying to make me work?
But now that the test can't go on,
this matter's been solved.
In the future, give your brain more nutrients.
Why, Master?
I'm not making them big on purpose!
Of course we'd sell her for that.
Yes, yes!
What exactly are my breasts...
Fujiwara Naeka's first love is an abominable past that's been sealed off.
A premonition of a new love.
Is it the beginning of a new tragedy?
Next time: Romantic thoughts keep on coming?
Don't worry, there's a first time for everything.