The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

"I'm a little late. We're all gathered, right?

As soon as that person came into the room, the air changed.

It was the Linster family, the family of the four Dukes, the apex of its maid squad, and the maid leader, Anna, who went up on sandalwood as it was.

A very, very good and beautiful person, a longing for all of us.

My predecessors told me that my husband and wife have even deposited their full powers of attorney for the important work of the Linster family. I can't imagine it for a second.

Talk to me gently about everything being casual and new american-made...... not today. You have a serious look on your face.

I looked over at us (about 10 people) waiting quietly for the words, and Lady Anna opened her mouth.

"It was nothing else that got me together. Yesterday, my husband, and his wife, gave me a special - yes, a really special job. I need you to help me with that."

Special job!

Your heart will squeal. What do you do?

nervousness and some sort of exaltation around.

Anna, who sees us like that, shudders, laughs and breaks her expression a little.

"You put it a little wrong. That's the same job you do. It will be the same as cooking, cleaning, office work and everything you do in the mansion. But - that's why this job is not a glimmer."

"Maid, what the hell does that mean? Please don't get carried away and tell me. I'm curious!

One of the ancient seniors raised his hand and asked a question.

... It's a boulder. I don't have the courage to ask questions in this room right now, and I can't deal with Anna that way.

"Okay? It's still useless to talk now. This time, our Linster family, and the Howard family, will have a single trading desk for new commodities. I will be the assistant to the person who will serve as the point of contact. The same goes for you."

Everyone will bother.

Anna, the maid leader, is purposefully attached to the auxiliary role... and I know it's impossible for me to be normal. Anyway, it's already your wife's, and your ladies'.

I mean, is that all the important people in that focal point role, right?

"Who the hell is that? My wife makes the decision to attach the maid chief as an adjunct, and the ladies give me no problem with my permission...... Oh, I'm sorry. If that's the case, there's no difference. It's tough for sure. Hey, this job! Ugh, it's burning!

Seniors are convinced for some reason.

If you look, other ancient ginseng people are nodding. Conversely, new Americans like me, and seniors just from the south, are twisting their necks.

"Maid Chief, I'm sorry. I don't know who we are..."

"Oh, you did. Take the opportunity to remember this. You're going to be our master. What's his name?"

Early one morning, when I was willing to clean the front of the building, I realized.

One dust hasn't fallen. It's still the same when you go inside and look in the hallways and windowsills. Obviously someone is finishing cleaning.

... Again?

Hey, I'll walk all the way through the hallway in a harsh and deliberate manner to the office.

Knock on the door and something will fall. I knew it.

"Excuse me...... you're early this morning, Dear Allen"

"Good morning. You're early, too. No one's here yet, right?

"Right. May I ask you one thing?

"Hey, what is it?

"Duh, duh, duh! You cleaned it yourself! That's our job. Please slow down a bit!

"Hey, you know what?"

"No, it's not! Master Allen is just doing too much work... and you can't rely on us for that!

It's been about three months since I first helped Allen with her work with the Annas.

'Nice to meet you, I'm Allen. I think I'll take care of you because you're so immature, thank you.'

I was surprised the first time I saw you.

Exactly, because I assumed on my own that you were more manly.

Isn't the actual Allen very calm and without a cap? So gentle as I think, and - he was more amazing than I imagined.

Every day, while reading a vast amount of material, we make accurate and optimal decisions, successfully conduct one business conversation after another, and take care of us ("Please take a good night's rest? Those who do not take it shall be forced vacations'" I have overcooked the sweets. Eat with all of you 'etc. The treat was the best I've ever had!).

Besides this job, she even said she was tutored by the ladies. What the hell time are you going to be asleep?

When I met Allen and people thought it was really amazing, I learned to mourn vocabulary.

The seniors said, 'You see your wife in the eye, and Miss Lydia and Miss Lynne are Zoccons, right? He's really awesome! They said,' But I can't help but agree.

I'm sneaking around thinking that if you really become your husband sometime these days.

And I haven't told anyone this... but hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, keep that to yourself right now.

That's who I am, but there's only one major dissatisfaction

I made the scariest look I could and started a sermon I didn't know how many times.

"Okay? There is no need for Allen to come early in the morning to clean or prepare our light meals. That's our job!

And the quality is equal to or higher than ours. Ugh......

Anna said, "It's not a glimmer," and we fight every day.

I see you can do anything. I get it.

Stop trying to remember any more, even the maid's job!