VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

Tighten the tie and check the mirror. Deacon comes from familiarity.

I started working at the Schulz family mansion for about 10 days total.

I'm used to wearing this outfit.

"That's a nasty habit!?

"Duh, what is it, Master?!?

"Ah, bad boss. Nothing, nothing..."

What's wrong with deacons is that they're familiar. I'm a janitor.

Indeed, it is understandable that this is an outfit in the mansion.

Though most guests come after an appointment, it's not an unexpected visitor either.

It's not wrong that a rubber apron or a person with a headscarf on his head is a bad idea to come across at that time... I feel it.

But......

"I knew I was restless. Mostly, it's weird to wear these fancy clothes and clean them. Irrational."

What I am allowed to use every time to change is the room where my boss is staying.

The room of the division is cleaned up beautifully, to the extent that the camera of the hobby and the photographs affixed to the corkboard are noticeable.

The room I used the first day was supposed to be a fitting room for Marie...

I'm afraid a room that big is a whole person's fitting room, but it's not a room that people hired more than that can use over and over again.

My boss leaks a bitter smile when he looks reluctant while I check my outfit.

"Master, you say the same thing every time...?

"That being said, every time I come, the butler's clothes I should have worn last time would be crisp, right? Considering the cost of cleaning..."

"Oh, you're not paying for cleaning, are you?

"Really?

"I use premium detergents, etc., but I don't go through specialists, etc. I basically do the laundry for my master."

"... the boss?

Kokukoku and his boss nod.

It's my first ear... When I hear it, the first thing the Schultz servants are made to remember is to be familiar with themselves.

Those who are not familiar with themselves are comfortable taking care of others….

They also include laundry items in it.

"... because this is all beautiful, I thought it was something I was putting out for cleaning. Isn't that amazing, Division? Thanks for everything."

"Oh, no! It's normal in the Schultz family, it's not like I'm special!

Even though he is humble, his boss is blushing in the light.

I just kept thanking my boss for that.

"But I'm sorry. I don't think I'll get my butler's clothes dirty in the future because I can't get out of my hands with cleaning."

"Yes, of course! This much hassle compared to the cleaning techniques you can teach your master! Because there's no such thing!

"Oh well. Then it's time to go.... By the way, what kind of fine laundry detergent is that?

The roads, asking about that...

When I get to work, I don't have time to slap my mouth in vain.

That's the battlefield.

"Division"

"!... Yes!

Cleaning the entrance hall today, not the big guy, private rooms, etc.

The working population is minimal, and the servant must not make noise in the mansion -.

When it will be communicated, the division of roles by hand gesture, especially if it is the boss, will suffice to detect it.

The number of servants is not so large for the size of the mansion in relation to security.

It doesn't mean that time is infinitely given to it, but it requires politeness as well as efficiency.

Especially here, the entrance hall is the face of the mansion.

... No, this is all the distance from the gate to the mansion.

Appearance, I don't like gardens, but I can't even say that because they get into my eyes?

"Sun?

"Ah, yes. What is it? Mr. Camilla."

"The stairs are over, De, ask Sun for confirmation, Mas."

The total number of people here is four.

Just now, it was a foreign maid and redhead, Mr. Camilla, who spoke to me.

Me, my boss, Mr. Camilla, the three of us, and the other is also a foreigner and deacon, Mr. Paol.

The servants are half Japanese and half foreign, and Mr. Camilla has a slight accent of what Japanese speaks.

"Shit..."

This tongue-beaten blonde is Mr. Paol.

He's the deacon's grandson, and he's one of my oldest... Apparently.

I know because I haven't even asked, but I've told you that from myself.

I suppose you want to tell me to respect you because you're an eye-catcher.

Mostly, when I met him, my first words...

"Don't get on with it because the lady likes the rest of you"

It was very easy to understand because it was this.

The servant - not the servant - told me that being like me, which is a substantial cleaning byte, is very rare in the mansion. Clearly, evil will stand out.

Nevertheless, there is no particular problem as far as I am concerned, as there is no obvious harassment other than a mouth shot on top of the seriousness of my work attitude.

No matter how many tongues you punch, if you don't stop your hand and spit when you punch that tongue or whatever, go ahead.

"... yeah, I think this is fine with the railings. Next, join me in the wall decorating groove."

"Yes, Shita."

Cleaning is above all about making sure there's nothing left to do, that and compromise - it's important to get rid of the sweet mindset about whether this is okay or not.

Collect dust and chillies carelessly, wipe, brush, confirm... its repetition.

Especially unlike the average home, it is necessary to clean the decorations that are on the walls, columns, doors, etc. everywhere I started alongside Mr. Camilla right now.

Use the stepladder to pay off its dust in a high position and gloss with finishing agents if necessary.

... Even a mansion of the same size doesn't have this kind of troublesome decoration right now?

It's a little old-fashioned, isn't it, building this mansion?

- Hey, you better keep your shine out here.

"Go ahead, Master"

"Thank you, Division. Don't be shy. Will you just keep turning to auxiliary?

"Yes."

Mr. Paol... oh, I brought another stepladder and lined up beside him.

Because of this condition, you don't feel like doing something about it even if you don't like it a little bit.

Incidentally, there are differences in job descriptions among servants, and that these manual labor jobs are assigned to people who are apprentices or unsuitable for assisting their husbands in their work.

I understand because the boss and Mr. Camilla are apprentices.

But in Mr. Paol's case it seems different......

……

He looked back silently when his eyes met.

Well, concentrate on cleaning because it's going to be evil any more, concentrate.

Only for the troublesome amount of decoration, the reward for doing it is born.

Especially if the material you originally used is so expensive that ordinary people like me don't understand it.

If you polish it, that's all...

"Okay, let's go next"

The original glow comes back to life.

Get off the stepladder and go from Mr. Camilla and Mr. Paol to the uncleaned section.

"Yes, Master! I'm only dazzled by one painting my master took charge of! And fast!"

"True and su...... now it floats, Masne. What's up, Mashaw?

"Become...!?

"Oh, uh... well, I ask you to be even because it can take a while. Because if you do it carefully, it should be about the same. I'll cover the rest."

"Oh, that's a useless suggestion for me! About the same job as you, do it and show it! Watch there, shoreline!

Mr. Paol's movements give a serious flavour to Russia.

Ooh, fast and fast... and leaps to make it cleaner than the part I did.

Was Mr. Camilla inspired, too, how more power came into his hands holding cloth than ever before?

Mr. Paol told me to watch, but then the time would come for me to resume work myself.

The ceiling was finishing first, so I polished up the foe's decorations, windows, and floors......

Eventually Mr. Paol takes out his pocket watch and tells him.

"... over. Wait here for a while."

Mr. Paol is going up the stairs.

In the meantime, we clean up the cleaning equipment, and the servants who make the final confirmation - well, the point is, they're senior servants.

Jing, who is usually assistant maid chief with marie, often comes and confirms, and if there is no problem, that means that it ends.

That's how the three of us showed up from upstairs as we waited in alignment in the entrance hall where we finished cleaning...

"Hmm..."

He was the deacon, Mr. Paol's grandfather, an old deacon with a stretched spine like the one he painted.

- Wow, why!? I'm getting nervous about how my job will be appreciated.

Ever since you first let me say hello, what I saw...