Miss Demon Maid

In the meantime, the outpost ended with Miss Sharon's pleasant victory, and even if she was being cold, her late wife didn't have the authority to just take the maid from the Marquis, and Geedel left the dining room behind to kick the floor with anger and obvious guts.

"Why can't I see your father?

"I'm sorry, Master Sharon. My husband is tired and my attending has apologized for the visit."

"Yes, sir."

"... lady"

Touch the lady's arm and stop.

Such is the case in Fleuretti, which does not miss the opportunity to touch the lady's two-armed puni on any occasion.

"Let the lady rest today, too. Tomorrow, your father might be better off."

"... I see."

The lady who bites her lower lip like a little kid is adorable.

After dinner the lady came to ask for your father's help, but a young butler stuck in front of the room and didn't try to let us through.

That blue-haired, brunette butler looks at us honestly pulling back and distorts his nibble and mouth. It's beautiful there in the mid twenties, but it's ruined because you're gazing at the flickering and the lady's frizzy fruits and my hips, etc.

But, well, I know how it feels because the skinny lady got a little puny and the deflection got even more deflective.

"... Letty, are you thinking weird again?

"I am more melonite than grapefruit"

"Well, I like melons, too."

"We'll get it ready later"

Then I'll do my best, too, until your daughter's melon turns into a watermelon.

"You..."

Trying to leave the scene, an earlier young butler spoke to me so that I could only hear him.

"Would you like me to tell you how your husband is? It depends on your mind... you know what I mean?

That's what I say and smile back at the butler, I smile back at Nicole, too.

"If so... in the middle of the night, in front of a big tree in your garden"

"Oh, I've been waiting for you. I'm Dario. Remember that."

I smile softly at the butler who says so and nods back and goes back to the front of the room.

Well, I'm not going.

"Letty, what was that butler saying?

"I looked like I was free, so I asked to keep an eye on your garden until morning"

"Oh, really...?

Yes, it is.

And I'm on my way to the lady's room to rest, but you're in a long way. You didn't even clean this one much, there was dust left in the window frame in the hallway.

"This is my room."

…………

I open the door to your room on the north side of it and close it gently.

"... Letty?

"Just a moment, ma'am. Let me gently ventilate first."

"Uh... yeah"

When I smiled “nickel," the lady nodded slightly.

I don't know how much you won't be home, but I can't forgive you as a maid of honor for cleaning your room. On the contrary, there were dirty wooden boxes that obviously were not the lady's, or boxes containing empty bottles.

"You have no choice."

When I walked into the dark room by myself, I used a maid cleaning technique to clean it.

For now, keep the extra stuff back where it should be. Meer's room, for example?

"Lady, please come in"

"What, are you done yet?

If you spend more than three minutes cleaning at this level, you'll be caged in a gentle maid's length. That's pretty traumatic.

"... wow"

I have cleaned up the extra items in your room and replaced all the cloth products with brand new cute patterned items. Mostly from Meer's room though.

By the way, I also re-stained it, so it's a complete crime.

"Good night, ma'am."

"... but where does Letty rest?

"I'm anywhere..."

Even in the corner of the ceiling.

"Don't. Wow. Let's rest together in my bed today. You two or so will be fine. Uh... Letty's your friend."

"Lady..."

The lady, who is lit up like a girl staying with her friends for the first time, looks adorable.

"Of course, I will take proper responsibility"

"What responsibility is that?!?

There was nothing wrong with it and I had a morning while I was punning the lady's arms.

You're in the early morning rather than in the morning. The lady and I walk through a garden still dimly wet in the morning dew with a slight glow of grass.

"Letty... this way"

"Yes, ma'am"

In that corner of the garden was the tomb of Kilia, the biological mother of Miss Sharon.

It is relatively clean, but it was an easy built tomb with only lettering engraved on the laid stone slab.

"May I pray, too?

"Yes."

I accompanied the tombstone with the flowers I had prepared, and as we lined up and prayed, I heard a slight stepping on the grass from behind.

"... Miss Sharon"

"Franz......"

The old man dressed like a gardener who appears kneels in front of the lady.

"I'm sorry, lady. Nothing more can be done where Kilia is sleeping..."

"No, Franz. Thank you for protecting your mother's grave."

The old man was a butler who used to work for this mansion, and even after retiring, he became a gardener and protected his grave.

"Is that lady your lady's squire?

"Yes, Master Franz. I take care of your daughter, my name is Fleuretti"

You don't have to say "Dear". Miss Fleuretti. "

"Letty is my friend."

Miss Franz stares at the lady, who speaks happily, with gentle eyes that look at her grandson.

Such a gentle air was interrupted by a man who suddenly appeared.

"Why didn't you come?"

"Oh well, you have a neighborhood under your eyes. Are you tired?

It was that young butler, Dario.

What are you doing in a place like this all morning?

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm under that tree."

"You did. Garden watch, thank you."

"You... eh,"

That was very helpful. While he was away from work and watching the garden, I missed where the lady fell asleep, letting her break into the Marquis' room from the ceiling.

The Marquis, you seemed weak. But I've been asleep for a long time, so I prescribed a few drugs to make sure, and there was a slight but poisonous reaction.

My prescribed medication worked better and I was in a coma, but anyway, if you can't go against that woman even if you're awake, it won't be a problem because we're together.

"Wait, Dario"

"... meeah"

Dario, who was trying to get his hands on Meer, the rotten samurai who also showed up, also weakened his temper slightly.

"Miss Meer, anything?

When I get out in front of the lady and turn my grin, Meer distorts her exhausted face.

"I need to speak to Master Sharon. Step aside."

"Oh, are you tired? You look like you've been up all night."

"So shut up!

All the garbage that was in the lady's room was transported to Meer's room, but that alone has no art, so when we tried to clean up one, we installed it so that the rest of the stuff would collapse in chains.

Once you activate all the traps, it will be easy to clean up, but the way it looks, it looks like you tried to clean up a little bit or it took you until morning.

"You did it!

"Oh, do you have proof? I'm also looking for evidence of where most of the mailings to the lady have disappeared."

Looking at Meer's eyes jiggly and saying so, her legs lowered slightly.

"... Master Sharon and you, come to the dining room immediately. Your wife will be waiting."

"Yeah, I got it."

As I smiled and waved, Meer took Dario away with her teething and staring at me in the same way.

The lady who saw me like that opened her mouth to Pocan. Mr. Franz nodded again and again in some emotional way.

By the way, your biological mother's tomb was sneakly decorated by me with demon-conductive decorative (neon) tubes and mirror balls.

When I followed the lady into the dining room, three of them, Geedel, Yoan and Miss Achill, had already taken their seats for a bowel stuffed and steamed potato-like breakfast.

Of course, there was nothing for the lady, so when I serve the lady something with syrup and ice cream on a fluffy pancake, Miss Achille looks at me with a regrettable face.

Oh, I'll split it if you ask me properly, right? I might buy that woman's recession.

"Sharon...... I have something to say to you"

My stepmother, who finished eating vinegar pickled vegetables, stares at the lady.

"... what is it?

The lady has become faceless again. It's a small animal-like heart.

When my stepmother looked at me to restrain her only for a moment, she waved gently and made Dario bring me something like paperwork.

"You don't have a very good reputation in your college. As your fiancée candidate, are you aware that you are causing trouble to the Michelle family"

"... Master Joel has forgiven me for Letty"

"The question is how do other aristocrats see it? So I believe you don't deserve the Michelle family."

"Master Geedel!? What happened to your father? That's great."

"My husband has the same opinion. You're still tired and down, but I asked you this morning."

"Oh no..."

Oh, no, that's crazy. Your father is in a coma with my couscous.

The lady is kind. I fought with my brother, who was only half blood connected to such a stepmother, and they put up with me all the time not to cause discord.

From what I've looked into, in this country, men generally succeed the housekeeper, but if there was a sister on top, it would be established by the sister giving in. Generally speaking, even if it's not, it is legally.

The lady was also going to give up the housekeeper to Yoan, but Geedel sounds horrible to the lady who is the daughter of her real wife.

Most of all, it must be because of all the darkness behind it.

"'Dear Sharon, admit your sins. If you pull back honestly, Mr. Yoan will forgive you too.'"

Suddenly, Miss Achill said that to read the decided dialogue in a stick.

"Miss Achill... how sweet you are. Will you please join me..."

"Well, Master Yoan..."

I don't know what this farce is. I say love is blind, but it's as fine as you can say that bullshit when you hear that bar reader.

Or... do you even work for some sort of "compulsion"?

"Then we have to make sure you two love each other"

When I say that to read the air, everyone who was on the spot says, '... what?' He gave me a look.

"Hey, what did you say..."

To Miss Achill, who leaks her voice like an idle actress with no effect of adrift, I say it with clarity.

"In the House of Aristocrats we serve the royal family an item of dungeon. You can ask a servant to dive into a dungeon and fetch something wonderful to avoid being slapped in the pussy by a concubine or a nobleman."

"Somebody shut up the maid there!

The samurai grasp on Geidel's voice. When I got my hands on my nostalgia, I took out some cupcakes, tried to show them off and threw them away in the distance.

"It's an anti-aging cupcake."

"Caaaaaaaaaaaa!"

I turn my gaze to Yoan as the samurai follow past the cupcakes they threw.

"If you want to get Miss Achill, it's hard without a handle. If you're a lady, you can get the items your successor (...) deserves. Or are you not sure......?

When I said that to provoke him, Joan rose bright red in the face.

"Don't underestimate me. I can't beat my sister! I will definitely get the item in the dungeon. Sister, it's a battle!

... I didn't think it would be so simple so far.