VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

In the end, I took Marie's favor...

Well, is it usual when it comes to being like this?

I finished shopping for dinner on my way home from work, and I remember the conversation I had earlier.

According to Marie, this tea party was conditioned to have a young butler the same age as the student.

Specifically until the early twenties, only Mr. Paol, the apprentice butler's director, is applicable in the butler's office in the mansion.

Marie and a maid her age would have a lot, but what is required is only a butler.

They say it was the good house kids who hate Marie who put that age limit...

"That's a blatant deacon seal. I mean, that's the way it feels to hire Mr. Paol for a job at a later stage, right?

When I was hired, I was surprised to see fewer deacons than I thought.

Apparently, the event called the Tea Party emphasizes student autonomy, and there are changes every year.

School-wise, they're positioning themselves for practice in the social world... honestly, I understand, but the feelings aspect isn't keeping up with the story.

"Yes, butler is not a position that requires so many people. Paol can take you without a problem if you fix that personality."

"Training by the Tea Party -"

"I thought about that, too, but fixing that one takes time that's never too short. Regardless, I buy my efforts and future, though. Now we've decided that it's better to make Wataru wear manners."

I'm talking about Mr. Paol getting more and more grumpy...

Even though the wind is strong from the beginning.

"I'm not even a butler, exactly. Mogri."

"I don't mind."

"Stand by... what if they find out"

"Instead, if those who haven't had time to hire and have no deacon history were doing a brilliant service...... that would be nothing more than proving the certainty of the Schulz family's leadership!

"Can I find out? You can't do this to me?

"... you, can the tsukasa be stripped?

"... Yes?

I was mute to Marie's outrageous words.

I don't know what that means. How does that happen?

Jing coughs up a little so that Marie's unproductive words can be heeded.

"... excuse me. I mean, here's the thing! Suppose I took Tsukasa, right?

"Oh."

"Suppose an enemy female student who saw it assumed that I had brought the maid in a man's costume in distress without a proper butler -"

"... yeah?

"As a result, Tsukasa called it to examine her body..."

"No, no, no, no, no."

Something's wrong, there's something wrong with the flow.

It won't, even if they suspect it.

They're ladies too, aren't they?

"... well, that's a joke"

"Hey."

"Something that doesn't have enough courage in Tsukasa. If you gain experience in the future, that's what makes you manly from the inside… I don't think you'll ever be wrong about your gender."

"... I mean, what? Although the Schulz family has deacons of promising future, age eligible -"

I cut the words and looked back at Marie.

I'm hesitant to say what I'm about to say, and I shouldn't say it.

Take a glance and see Jing, whom Marie refrains from next door.

"As things stand, no butler can be entrusted with the service of the Tea Party. As long as you're ashamed of yourself. The Deacon has been troubled for a long time..."

"So I flashed!

"Did you flash..."

Though I think the idea is completely diagonal.

Even if we don't make it, we should hurry and work out. Mr. Paol or the boss.

"While a cleaner, a butler is highly suited, if wattal! Please, Wataru!

"... butler aptitude? What is it?"

"Sizka also rarely disagreed with my opinion!

"... Jing?

"... sorry"

Jing bows her head in a beautiful position without changing her expression.

Marie is so rampant because this is what people usually do.

Hmmm......

"... ok"

"-! Please take it on!?

"'Cause Marie, you must be in trouble, right? Besides, practicing serving tea is fun inside. There's something about coffee that goes with it, and if you look at it in a big frame, it can't be called cooking. And the butler's manners... well, it might help."

"Whatever you want! Thanks, Wataru!

Marie cuts and throws away in a nutshell a bunch of far-fetched words to convince myself.

Yeah, someone similar to you flickers in the back of your brain.

I'm used to it, so I don't care.

"Just hang up early if you think it's a misprospect. Mr. Paol is here, too. I'll ask Jing, my mentor, to judge the area."

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

And where I said...

Arrive at our doorstep with two shopping bags on your left with the bag your boss lent you and on your right.

My hands are blocked...

When I put my shopping bag down to the ground and tried to retrieve the key, I heard the key unlocked from the inside.

Then the door opens.

"- Is that a science? I'm home."

"Welcome back, brother. Luggage, are you okay? Shall I hold it?

"Thank you. Just open it for me."

"If so, just the smaller one"

"Really? Then, please."

Rishi welcomed me at a good time.

He also opens the living room door with the smaller shopping bag in his hand and the slippers rattling.

Put the bag in the chair... I'll have to put something to refrigerate first.

After I washed my hands...

"Brother, what's this unfamiliar bag...?

"Ah."

Was... Should I have left my boss's bag in my room first?

Rishi stares at this one with the color of suspicion.

I don't know why, when I say bad things, I have a feeling they're the source of misunderstandings and troubles... oh well.

The contents are a kiwi substitute for made-up clothing in a general household.

……

"Brother?"

"Oh, uh... that's... what to say..."

"... brother?

"Ugh..."

Bad, the suspicion of the pure life leans in a negative direction.

I was tired of going back to work and desperately figured out how to explain it...

... No, I can't think of any.

Let it look like it without saying anything anymore, or whatever.

"You should open it. I'll explain when Rishi checks the contents."

"... Really? Bye."

Reason's expression softens somewhat to the word of permission that you can look at it.

Eventually when I took out the maid's clothes, I spread it all over the table and Rishi consolidated.

"... maid clothes?

"Yes, made-up clothes"

"It's a much smaller size...... maybe brother. Do you want to put this on me?

It took a few seconds to understand the words of Rishi, which he asks with a big serious face.

I rush to wave and deny it.

"Chi, no! Oh, no, I can't help but think so! Not anyway!

"Then I wish you would say so. If your brother wants you to wear it, I can..."

"That's why I'm not! Look, why don't you explain to me how I brought it back?"

"Meh, made-up clothes...... oh!? I have such a hobby...?

――

Turning to the voice of the third party, which sounded unexpected, there was a lack of help standing there with a stunned look.

"You, there you are!?

"Didn't I tell you to come over for dinner!? Normally they were here before you got home, and they should have had shoes on the doorstep!

"Was!?

I could confirm from the outside that the lights in the empty room were on, and when I came in, I was putting all my unblessed shoes back together at the end of my shoes.

If you make all this noise, it's only natural for you to come and see how I'm doing when you realize I'm home.

"Would you rather call me your husband, not your brother...?

"What about my maid's clothes!? Is it just Lise's?!? That's what you're trying to tell me when made-up clothes don't look good on me. Huh!!

"Ohhhhh! Sit down, sit down anyway, you guys! Let me explain. Whoa!

Ultimately, dinner that day was to be eaten later than usual.

It was better than hiding it weirdly and finding it later...... and I want to think.