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>>23424740
Angela traced her steps along the tiles careful not to step on the black ones. Her eyes were vacant. In her right hand was the beret Ms. Stark had given her.

>I know my offer is a lot to take in, so take your time. Just think about it will you?

The words echoed in her head the entire way back to her dorm. Think about it? It was insane to even consider it. Ms. Stark may have given up hope but how could she? Thirteen years of her life she had given to her studies. Thirteen years of wearing her fingers to the bone. Thirteen years of study, practice, and perfecting her execution of the art of maidhood. To throw away the light at the end of the tunnel, what kind of despair could even drive Ms. Stark to such an extreme conclusion? It was unthinkable. It should be unthinkable and yet..

>Those who can not do, teach. Such is the nature of our world.

Those were the words the headmistress offered as she closed the door to her office.

Angela slammed her fist into the wall.

>Don't screw with me!

She shuddered, fighting back the tears. This was not the place for them. She took her time walking back to the dorms taking in the halls of the academy that would become her tomb. She noticed the maids from earlier waiting for her by the door to her room. She approached her door and ignored them, but the hellhound slapped her paw into the door to block Angela's escape.

>That guy left without hiring anyone because of what you did. You cost us a job!

>A job you didn't deserve. Get out of my way.

The jinko chimed in

>It doesn't matter if she deserved it or not! You cost us our shot at a master for your own petty vendetta.

The lamia followed up.

>Yeah, just because you can't get one doesn't mean we should be forced to go without a master!

The holstaur next,

>I have student loans to pay off, every day I go without a job. I go further into debt from the interest!

>So what? I should feel guilty about upholding the name of this school because of your personal troubles? Don't make me laugh. How do you think I feel when I've practiced every day of my life and its little shits like you that get offered a job! I have run myself to the brink of exhaustion time and again to make myself into the best maid I can be. You could never understand the true meaning of struggling if it hit you in the face!

She motioned to the kikis.

>You both know what I mean! For us, maidhood is the only path for us! Its a more than a career! It's a discipline. Its a way of life!

One of the kikis glared at Angela and clicked her tongue.

>Don't go pushing your bullshit on us just because we're the same species. I don't care what standard you think maids are to be held too or even if I match that standard, because at the end of the day you failed to remember the most basics. Its the lesson that was drilled into us all on our first day of classes and you violated the most important one of them all. First general order of the meido: Master comes first!

Angela was rendered speechless.

>And you scared off a potential one with your antics. You should be ashamed of yourself.

It was only then that Angela began to feel the true weight of the beret in her hand. She struggled to continue lifting it as if she were wrestling it out of the grip of hell itself. The hellhound readied her broom.

>Were gonna teach you a lesson you will never forget. Maybe then you'll know to stay out of our way.

She brought the broom down and Angela let go of the beret. With the ferocity of a rabid wolf and a howl to match she slammed a palm into the hellhound's solar plexus, throwing her back and loosening her grip. She gasped for air as Angela wrestled the broom from her paws and threw it back, slapping the jinko in the face. The next target was the lamia who lunged in with the handle. Angela snaked around it, knocking the broom up and leaving the lamia open. She slammed the haft into reptile's skull knocking her down, but not grabbing Angela's leg with her tail. The rat went low and Angela caught the handle with her heel and putting the runt like a golf ball. The jinko came back, forgoing her broom in favor of pummeling the kiki with her fists.l while the holstaur came in swinging wide. In the same motion, she titslapped the holastaur with the bristles and slammed the jinko's head into the wall knocking her unconscious. The holst spun around from the force of the blow and the inertia of her breasts. Angela put her down with a swat to the thigh before bashing her skull in with the handle.

Kiki and Shoggy will take care of this.

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>>22360063
Humans are no strangers to war. After all, we've been fighting as long as we can remember. War is all we know. In the past, we fought for fetishes, we fought for lewd pics, we fought for waifus.

>older and more experienced kiki training younger kikis on how to be good maids
it's gonna be brutal isn't it

>>22312311
I wasn't trying to insult anyone.

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>>15898651
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z03rlruHnmY