âRosie, are you saying youâre going to harm us all?â
âWhat do you mean by harm? I have to say it right away. But from the moment I entered this mansion as a maid, I gained the right to eat here. Thereâs no reason for me to give up on that right, just because of your ridiculous logic.â
âSo youâre going to harm us just for your rights?â
âBefore that. Youâd better think about who put the monster youâre talking about in this mansion and say it.â
Marie frowned and looked at me as if she were wondering what I meant.
âItâs the Marquis. The Marquis brought in the monster, so arenât you insulting the Marquis who came into contact with the monster?â
âWhat are you talking about! You even talk nonsenseâ!â
âWell, itâs nonsense to mention the Marquis in your nonsensical story.â
ââŠ.â
âAnd obviously, your remarks are disrespectful to all the maids who have been serving the monsterâs meals all this time. No one believes in such a childish thing, so why donât you throw it away?â
Those around me lowered their heads and stared at Marie.
It was clear that everyone couldnât say anything because they were afraid of being treated the same as me.
Apparently, Marie was quite highly ranked among the maids. So no one could refute this unreasonable situation.
âAnyway, I have to go now that I donât have a meal today, but letâs not tell such jokes next time. Okay?â
Why are you doing this to people who work hard?
âItâs pathetic that you do that.â
Although I couldnât eat, I felt relieved because I said everything I had to say. I took my eyes off Marie, shaking, and grabbed Emilyâs arm.
âLetâs go, Emily.â
Maybe if we went now and explained the situation to the chef and asked for food, he would take care of it.
But Emilyâs body did not move.
âHuh?
Her arms, that felt through the thin fabric, were quite hard. What are all these muscles?
âRosie.â
Emilyâs voice calling out my name was cold.
ââEmily?â
âLock the door.â
âDoor? Why?
The sudden terrifying change in Emilyâs demeanor did not allow my words to come out.
I locked the door like I was possessed by something.
I think the genre suddenly turned into a thrillerâ
I stared blankly at Emilyâs actions.
Emilyâs unexpected moves brought heavy silence.
They watched Emily as quietly as I did.
Emily went to the middle of the crowd. Then she stopped in the middle, raised her hand and hit the desk.
Bang!
With a great sound, âCrack!â The desk split.
âOh my. Whatâs going on here?
âWho stole Rosieâs and Iâs meals!â
Emilyâs eyes flashed with madness.
Look at that.
If you steal someoneâs food, the person will become strange.
*****
After Emily broke down the desk in the kitchen, there was a huge mess.
Emily rushed and asked them to turn in quickly and eventually got all the bread served by all the maids.
I was embarrassed by the food that doubled from yesterday, but I didnât refuse.
The other maids would not be able to attack Emily in the future, I thought faintly.
In fact, even I, who saw that scene, thought I had to be careful.
After the small commotion, I came to take care of Richardâs meal.
But Richard only stared at me.
Is there something on my face?
ââMaid, thereâs something on your face.â
So thereâs really something on my face.
âIt looks like bloodââ
ââŠ.â
âWho hurt you?â
I thought while looking at the complicated blue eyes.
Ah, this isnât my blood.
I know him.
His core was that of a human being who had zero empathy without blood nor tears, but his shell was of a decent human being.
He looked worried enough to ask, but I knew that it was just a pretense and an insincere action.
I said calmly, wiping off the blood I didnât know was on my cheek.
âThis is not my blood.â
ââItâs not your blood but why is it on your face?â
âItâs possible in life.â
ââŠ.â
You can sometimes get blood on your face.
If youâve sent a lot of people, you know that.
I didnât open my mouth, thinking that he would know how someone elseâs blood got on a person.
Richard looked at me quietly and soon showed his usual smile.
âDonât get hurt, maid.â
âI didnât get hurt.â
âIâm worried.â
I looked at the warm blue eyes.
Oh my.
After working in the kitchen, Marie secretly annoyed me from behind.
Because of Emily, she couldnât openly do it, but minor harassment continued.
Deliberately leaking false information, or stepping on the way to take Richardâs meal, as well as especially making rumors.
There was a groundless rumor among the maids that I was cursed by a monster.
What the hell was wrong with themâ?
It wasnât annoying at all.
âIâll justâ!â
âCalm down, Emily.â
âDo I look like Iâm calm? Why are they doing this all of a sudden? What happened to you?â
Emily, who lost her reason, tried to take out the knife hidden in her arms, and I hurriedly restrained her hand.
âWhy is there a knife coming out of her arm?
âEmily, no violence.â
âI canât do this or that. So whatâs the point?â
âHow about food?â
Only then did Emily look satisfied.
In fact, there was one thing I could guess.
Last time, the maids told me that they would change shifts with me for Richardâs meal duty.
But I rejected their offer, and the maidâs attitude changed suddenly from then on.
On the case of a maid named Marie, all it meant was that it wasnât good for her that I was on meal dutyâ
One of the things I did differently from others when I became on duty was to monitor the kitchen maid so that she couldnât put anything on the food.
Did Marie instruct the kitchen maid to give the drugs?
Little by little, everything began to fit in.
Hmmâ This is hard.
The time remaining until Richardâs meal turnaround was about four days.
Should I leave them as they were? Orâ
Itâs difficult.
*****
These days, it was not only the maids who acted strangely.
ââWhere else does it hurt?â
It was strange. Richard, who was much stronger than me, kept whining that he was sick whenever I came.
At first, I was a little surprised to hear that he was hurt, but it already happened several times and suspicion slowly sprouted.
âIt doesnât hurt much, so I think itâd be okay if the maid was by my side.â
âIf youâre not that sick, I think itâs fine to be alone.â
âPlease take care of me. Iâm lonely when youâre not here.â
Being kind to a patient.
In addition, his eyes were round. It must have been fun teasing me.
âAnd maid, it seems like youâve been keeping the gatekeeper outside company.â
Thatâs because Iâve been trying to keep an eye on the gatekeeper so he doesnât do anything nonsensical.
âThen, canât you also stay by my side?â
âWhatâs the matter with you?â
âBy any chance, do you not like me?â
My hands trembled reflexively as the eyes evoked a pitiful beauty from his act.
Why does it look so pretty? Damn it.
Was that man like that towards all the maids who came on duty to give the meal?
âYes, I donât like it.â
âIf your answer is too honest, Iâll get hurt.â
âItâs okay. Youâre not getting hurt.â
If an ordinary person had heard it, they would have been hurt, but my opponent was Richard. Rather, he laughed slowly, as if he was pleased with my reaction.
A sweet laugh rang in the room.
Mom, heâs so weirdâ
âOkay, maid. Then you can be friends with me from now on.â
ââWhy should I?â
âBecause I like the maid.â
âI donât like you that muchââ
When I answered without hesitation, his expression changed slightly. It was faint, but soon his eyes filled with excellenceâ
As soon as I met the captivating blue eyes, it felt like I was sucked in and I couldnât think of anything.
âAre you sure?â
Sparkling silver eyelashes and sparkling red lips.
As if possessed by him, I almost corrected what I just said.
Only then did I realize. Thatâs the power of beauty.
As if what he had done so far was really nothing, he was good at enchanting people.
âEhem! Youâre talking too much. Please just eat.â
I put the plate in front of him.
The more I talked to him, the more I felt like I was getting involved, so I hurriedly ended the conversation with him.
Richard stared at me as if he was looking into my soul and picked up a spoon.
He was about to be quiet now, but after taking a bite of the soup, his expression hardened.
ââŠ.â
ââDoes it taste weird?â
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