The Deacon eventually stood before us as he checked the entrance hall for less words.

They need to wait with their gaze fixed at times like this, and it is unclear until what face the deacon did it.

Only a grunting voice reached my ear along the way saying just one thing: "Ugh..."

Eventually you stand in front of us waiting in line,

"... good. Division, both names of Camilla please move on to your next job"

Only the boss and Mr. Camilla can be ordered to move.

Hey, why? Why am I the only one left?

"Jun Jun..."

"Yes, sir"

"I am impressed. Admitting your cleaning skills also leads to the fact that - the lady's eyes were certain!

"... what?

Is it good to receive that this is praised......

I feel something is different around the immediate connection to the lady's praise.

Deacon grabs his fist wrapped in gloves and puts it on his chest.

"My predecessors, and the wisdom eye handed down to my lord, to my lady...! We can protect and support your home like that...... wonderful, don't you think!? My lord!"

"Ha ha..."

"Ha!?

"Oh, no! I think it's very great, yes!

"I bet you are!

Shit, this guy... the meter in me is goin 'up.

There's a meter for them to certify that they're strange people.

"A lady is suddenly an outside person - excuse me. I was surprised when he asked me to hire you... Your Lord was sincerely right to let my daughter be free...!

……

Was Marie's father holding back her daughter's judgment?

Deciding with the voice of our Lord's crane... Then don't buy Paol's objection either.

The servants from the original can't be amused.

And this grandfather - it's not, Deacon.

I am getting too hot...... is this ok with my normal business?

When I think of that, the deacon who was complimenting the lady suddenly tightens her expression.

"... and with you, my strange grandson will hang out a bit. In the words of this country - my butt is on fire, something like that?

"... what's that?

"What, there's no shallow role in the Schultz family that would be privileged just to be the deacon's grandson... that's all I'm talking about"

That said the Deacon gives a slightly bitter grin.

The deep wrinkles in his eyeballs seemed to represent the depth of hardship and experience he had had.

Naturally, the words he releases add weight - telling me that the job of servant is never sweet.

Eventually the Deacon recreated his grin and laid his hands on my shoulder with a soft act.

"I don't care about Paol, please. You do as you've always done."

"... Really? Then do as I say."

I decided I shouldn't touch it too deeply. When I give it back that short, the deacon gets a look like he sees something unexpected.

Then this time he slapped me on the back twice, happily.

I don't know why, but they liked it...?

"Ha, tight... high pay, but heavy labor commensurate with high pay..."

"Good luck, master. Great job today."

Since then I have cleaned about three large rooms and returned to the division's room.

And make sure you look like yourself.

I've paid some dust attached to the butler's clothes, etc., but it still leaves dirt...

If I change the clothes I wore when I came to the mansion, the job is done.

I put it on the hanger. I took it.

"Um, master. Even today, the lady asked me to come to her room after work…"

"Again..."

… redirect the stretched hand.

I will take another pair of prepared butler clothes and trade them for the dirty ones I am currently wearing.

Every time Marie calls me after work, I'm used to it.

Sometimes I look at me getting dressed, and the boss who seems oddly shy is trying to keep me out of consciousness...

I will not forget to shed the dust on my head with the scratch.

Attract the trash can and keep it on top of it.

"That's bringing in the master, isn't it?

"Oh. It would be important if the garbage and dust that came out of the cleaning went into a cup of tea, wouldn't it? Dust, did you get it?

"Yes, I was wondering if there was a problem."

"... but it's like a problem in itself to make people serve at the end of the cleaning"

There is no reason why Marie should call me.

I'm just talking about having tea in the courtyard and everything.

Check the surrounding floors... it's bad to leave the boss's room dirty.

Yeah, it looks like all the hair and dust I lost went inside the trash.

"When it comes to serving, isn't it because the lady trusts the character of her master? And now, every time you get well acquainted, you're on your way."

"Well... assuming you wear a triangle towel or something on this -"

"I think I'm good, but the lady's gonna scold me...?

"Your aesthetics are going to make you angry... the maid has a kachusha, but is there one triangular scarf in the butler's clothes now..."

That's what I said, but I saw the boss's clothes, Tans.

I wasn't sure whether to tell you this or not...

"Hey, boss... I've been wondering. How come there's a whole bunch of maid clothes in the tank in your room?

"Ah..."

The boss shows blatant agitation.

Then when I gently closed the tance, which was half-opened, I exhaled a distressed sigh.

"Um... this is, uh... a senior maid's joke, and you were put on at the party... so, the... yes"

"Right, sorry. I stumbled into your eye before... Did you mean you took it on purpose for the boss?

"Oh, yeah! For the sake of a once-in-a-lifetime joke, make sure it fits all the way to size...... the party itself was open for the ladies to labor the servants and it was a lot of fun. That's why I'm sorry, I'm having trouble handling you!

"I mean, the maid's clothes need to be thrown away because it's also a memorable item. That's tricky."

"Do you understand!? That's my master!

Kind of treats maid clothing like an item of curse.

Though I think it would be good if people received the pressed items as they were or wore them on the spot, albeit on a limited basis.

That's also the character of the boss......

"- Ah."

I came up with something a little funny.

- But do an interview before you do.

"Division. Can I ask you a couple of questions? And is the time still okay?

"What is it? I'm taking a break now, so I'm fine with the time."

"Oh well. Well, one thing first."

I opened the tans with my permission and pulled out the maid clothes that were inside.

Yeah, I knew the fabric was superior. Good touch.

"I intend to wear this made-up outfit in the future -"

"There isn't!? Isn't that natural!

"Right. Second, then. Just look at this maid's clothes and remember the time and feel bad..."

"No, that's not true. offense...... was plenty, because it's a joke as far as I can laugh and stream. If you don't like it in the bottom of your heart, you're throwing it away. There is no sin in the clothes themselves."

"I see. One last question, then. If you don't like the boss, these made-up clothes... aren't you willing to leave them with me?

"... Yes?

After a while, the boss tilts his neck slowly... slowly.

Well, you do. You don't know what that means.

"The point is, I was wondering if I could sprinkle these made-up clothes and sew them back into small things or something. Wouldn't it be a shame to let such a fine fabric sleep in the tans? What do you think?

"Su..."

"Su?"

"It's lovely! That's very nice, Master!

"Oh, yeah? That much?"

Take a step back from the spot to eat more than you thought.

The boss shimmers his eyes and glances back and forth between the maid's clothes and my face.

"Please! Oh, but..."

"What's up?

"Master, you can't do this, can you? When the master is busy, I will wait forever..."

I say that while the boss holds both fingers together.

I guess sad, the trick is a bit feminine against his will.

"Everyone tells me not to push you... it's okay. As a matter of fact, a friend of mine recently finished knitting. Maybe that influence is just making me want to make something too. Sorry, it looks like you're using your boss."

"Is that true? Even if that's true, my master would care about me and say that..."

"Come on. Aren't you the one who cares too much? More than that, see. Any hope of a remake? Tissue cases and all that, it's easy for me."

"Oh, yes! Right..."

The division usually seemed to moderate, and there seemed to be a lot of trinkets I wanted.

I dropped off the boss who seemed to have fun talking to me until I had a full break, and then I checked my watch and headed under Marie.