A wave of excitement passed through the group like a sudden breeze, lifting their spirits as well as their confidence.
Moments ago, they had been timidly uncovering themselves, yet now they found a rush of bold curiosity coursing through their veins.
And then because of this excitement that they couldn't handle, one by one, the maids began voicing the insecurities they had carried for years—insecurities that suddenly felt lighter in the presence of Cassius's unwavering admiration.
A maid with short, wavy hair was the first to speak up, her cheeks still flushed but her voice laced with an eagerness that surprised even herself.
Tentatively, she cupped her breasts and lifted them to show to Cassius. "Y-Young Master..." She hesitated, glancing sidelong at her fellow maids before forging ahead. "M-My breasts...They're...sagging more than I'd like. But are they still... appealing in your eyes?"
