Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

Having greeted me at the mansion, I was followed by that maid who led me to the room feeling like pinching a bloody rag, put in medicinal water, wiped my body with a rubbish cloth, and my hair clean, then tied to one in the back and made me wear new clothes.

The garment looks like a black long-sleeved piece with a white apron on its hips. Wow, it looks like a maid.

It's the same design as any other maid, so maybe it's like a servant's uniform.

Shoes are fuzzy leather shoes. My handmade swelling disappeared somewhere.

I mean, it's something that used to have maid clothes for little kids like me.

And as one, when I cleaned my body, I finally got eyes on that maid who was washing me.

"I'm Stella, taking care of Mrs. Irene. I hear you will be using Alan Fong and Cain Fong for a small time. You are both currently studying with a tutor, but we will introduce you then as we will have some time to spare. Are you sure?

"Yes. Okay."

It's a faceless, pale thing to talk about, so something makes me feel awkward. Upper-class maids are scary.

"And then, well, it may not be possible to use Boy's small room, but don't get your clothes dirty. I don't like to see dirty things."

I see, what you haven't looked at before was the issue of your outfit.

Mr. Eileen was beautiful too, but Stella is beautiful too. It's a sculptural beauty with thin pigmented blonde hair through her nose. The expression sculpture fits perfectly because it is pale and faceless.

Ever since I entered the mansion, I've been looking at other servants, but you were all quite beautiful. There must be an item called beauty in the selection criteria for maids serving the nobility.

Then while looking at the map of the mansion with Mr. Stella for a while, he gave me the information necessary for the servant's life of small use, such as the place where to put the laundry as well, the precautions to take when washing his body, what to do when adding for use, this is where the servant lives.

When Mr. Stella's lecture was separated, she took me out of the room, just because it was time.

At last, I mean face to face with Boy.

According to the previous information, there are two Boys, one is an 8-year-old Cain Boy and the other is a 5-year-old Alan Boy just like me.

He's more on track at 5 with a wizard and an untouchable selfish kid.

I don't have a good feeling about it from the previous information, but I think I'll stick to the role I was given because I became the kid's middleman.

And Mr. Stella stopped in front of a door.

No heart or Stella's complexion is bad.

And he looks like he's cemented some resolve, and he knocks.

"It's Stella. Fang Ma. Today, Mr. Claude brought us a new small-timer."

Then, from across the door, I heard a child's voice saying, "Okay, you can come in."

Then, for some reason, Mr. Stella urges me to open the door.

Oh, isn't this the way I go in after Mr. Stella walks into the room? Are you sure?

In doubt, I opened the door as Mr. Stella urged.

I saw the inside of the room through the open door, but no one. I went into the room one step at a time, two steps at a time, trying to look more inside, hoping I would excuse myself.

Bashern.

It was sudden.

I didn't know what happened at first.

When I look at myself, the freshly grated apron is dirty with muddy water.

My hair is also visionary.

I felt the door shut quickly behind me, but perhaps Mr. Stella closed it to protect herself from muddy water. They even hear footsteps leaving as they are, so I'm already abandoned.

When I managed to grasp the situation, from the left, I heard a high laugh of a child

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Brother Cain! His face!

"Alan...! I can't do this anymore."

Turning to the left, sitting pussy, there was a brunette kid with big laughs and a red-brown-haired boy with grated hair looking alternately at that kid and me.

Well, I don't have to check, until Alan Boy, who has this dark hair, is 5 years old, and the red-brown kid is Cain Boy.

Alan had the same dark hair, yellow and green eyes as Mr. Claude, but he stretched his hair around his shoulder and probably had a bad personality on his face, a neat but mean looking face.

One cain is somewhat similar because his eyes are yellow-green and he is a brother, but unlike his brother, his round eyes make him look nice.

"Hey! What the fuck! Don't look at me like a giraffe!

Alan barked quickly into his business.

Um, the Yankee sitting is like that. I guess all the bad looking ones are friends, yeah.

"My name is Liu and I just left it for your introduction. I have been using Master Cain and Mr. Alan for a small time since today. Best regards,"

I stayed wet and greeted her as if nothing had happened.