Piak, I heard a loud cracking fricative sound. Dumbfounded, I looked at Handel, who was collapsed on the floor, not understanding what had just happened right away. She was holding her cheek.
It was the same cheek that had been bruised a while ago.
âItâs rude. How dare you bow down to me when the lady is here.â
Susan said coldly. Handel, on the other hand, couldnât get up and was trembling.
Now, what is thisâŠ
My heart was pounding. What is this? Why are you hitting the kid all of a sudden? I still donât understand the situation.
So, did Susan just slap Handel on the face for greeting her in my presence?
After thinking that far, I reached out and grabbed Susanâs shoulder without realizing it.
Susan then glanced at me and turned to me.
âIâm sorry, Lady. I will educate her well. Donât be too angry.â
âWhat are you talking about, that.â
What education? Am I angry? Who am I mad at?
Thoughts didnât last long, and they were cut short. Right under my nose, it was shocking to know that Handel, whom I cherished, was beaten by someone.
Susan laughed mechanically.
âOr should I kick her out? I can if you want me to. The authority rests with His Excellency, but Iâll tell him wellâŠâ
âWhat are you talking about! I, Iâm not mad at Handel! If Iâm angry, Iâm angry at you! Did you just slap her for greeting?â
With a face showing that she didnât understand, Susan stared at me and said mechanically.
âI didnât understand, Lady. Are you mad at me?â
âHaâŠâ
ââŠâŠLady, this maid bowed down and greeted me even though the owner, the lady, was there. She deserves to be slapped. There is someone higher up, so does it make sense to bow down to me?â
ââŠâŠI donât know if itâs okay before, but itâs fine now. No. Even if itâs not okay, donât use violence in front of me. thatâs ruder. Do you know that? â
Susan was speechless as if she was at a loss for words at what I said.
Oops, I took a deep breath. The words came out too pointedly.
Desperately trying to understand Susan, I lifted Handel up.
âFrom now on, HandelâŠâŠ No, donât hit any maid. Because I donât want to see it.â
She seems to be a smart person, so she must have understood what I was saying. I was wary of Susan, I grabbed Handelâs hand and headed for my room, but Susan muttered from behind.
âMaster.â
Master? When I turned my head again at the questionable title that was not a lady, Susan continued.
âWhat kind of game is this?â
It was late at night. There was very little light, and the dark hallway was bleak.
The three of us were the only ones in the hallway. Because after the employees greeted Reden and me, they had gone to their respective rooms to rest for tomorrow.
Standing in the middle of the bleak hallway, Susan, who said something meaningless to me about what kind of game I was playing, looked at me without focus.
Suddenly, I instinctively understood why Handel was so afraid of Susan. A strange atmosphere flowed from her.
I looked at Susan like a madman, and then I stepped back. I didnât want to deal with her now.
No, I didnât want to deal with her in the future. Anyway, since she had never appeared in front of me before, and she hadnât done anything like a maid, so the chances of meeting her in the future would be extremely small.
But that was my vain wish.
***
âYouâre up, lady. Do you want to wash your face right away?â
âUh-huhâŠâ
âWarm water would be good, right?â
âUh-huhâŠâ
Again today, I opened my eyes automatically due to the intense morning sunlight, raised my upper body, rubbed my eyes, and reflexively answered the questions pouring in.
I sat in bed for a long time because I couldnât wake up more than usual, and then blinked my eyes at the question that suddenly arose.
Oh, did Handelâs voice sound like thisâŠâŠ?
âLady, do you really feel better with warm water?â
Itâs kind, but thatâs just the voice. The voice that came back was not Handel no matter how much I heard it.
When I realized it, I was horrified and pulled myself back as I sucked in a breath.
I shouldnât have done that. I thought there would be space behind the wide bed, but perhaps I was sitting on the edge of the bed, so what my palm touched was not the soft feel of the bed, but empty space.
âUwaa!â
In the end, I couldnât even grab something and fell backward.
AÂ thump, a heavy sound hit my ears and woke me up. Fortunately, it didnât hurt.
I shook my head eagerly as I looked at my legs spread across the bed and the world turned upside down. Who is it? Who were you just now?
âAre you all right, lady? It hasnât been long since you recovered completely recovered, so you should be careful.â
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The unfamiliar voice I heard again and the sound of footsteps approaching this way made me nervous and my eyes involuntarily darted about. It wasnât long before someone finally came into sight.
A person who wears a maidâs uniform that looks like new and has her hair pulled tight and pinned with a hairpin. A person with a caring but businesslike smile.
ââŠâŠSusan?â
âOh my.â
â⊠âŠâ
âYes, itâs me. Are you hurt anywhere?â
Incredibly, it was Susan. When did he come into the room? Rather than that, why are you here?
It wasnât surprising that the maid came in the morning. Because her job was to help her prepare breakfast and talk to her.
But the opponent is none other than Susan. Susan, who hasnât come to see me since I was possessed.
Why would such a person suddenly⊠�
Suddenly, I remembered what happened last night and reflexively frowned. Could it be that she came to apologize for what happened yesterday?
As a result, I suddenly thought that she might be doing this to impress me, since yesterday I was angry with Susan.
Still, I didnât like it, so I stared at Susan with slightly wary eyes. Even though she must have seen my expression, Susan didnât care and lifted me up with a very careful touch.
I was bewildered. Finally, I asked her directly.
âWhy is Susan hereâŠâŠ?â
Susan stared at me for a moment and answered slowly.
âOf course, Iâm your exclusive maid.â
She smiled. The smile looked less mechanical than yesterday.
Then, why did you entrust everything to Handel while being an exclusive maid?
I wanted to ask, but I held back. Because I was reluctant to even argue with her.
Moreover, isnât it right to say something when she said she will do her job again?
When there was an awkward silence, a familiar bell broke the silence. And the mission window that pops up.
<table>Todayâs mission.</tbody></table>
<table>âLetâs fire the maid!â</tbody></table>
<table>Accept/Reject</tbody></table>
It was a maid-related mission following yesterday. Itâs fortunate that itâs an easy mission for two days in a row.
Actually, I was a little nervous because I was afraid that it would be nonsensical content like the mission I went through a month ago.
âBut I guess it was a useless worry.â
Anyway, to fire the maid, I just need to fire myself, so I immediately clicked accept.
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Susan spoke quietly.
âYour Excellency had breakfast first and went to the palace.â
âWell, Reden is always busy, so I canât help it.â
Reden was a very busy man, and I could count on one hand the times Iâd eaten with him since I was possessed. So it was something Susan didnât have to say. Unless sheâs saying Iâm going to have a meal with Reden.
As I shrugged, I suddenly felt a gaze, and when I turned my head, Susan was looking at me with an unfamiliar look.
âWhy?â
âNo.â
I was puzzled by her bland reaction, but I sat down in front of the desk without questioning. The mission must be easy, it was just to complete the mission.
If I get fired, Iâm worried that maid-related missions will appear in the future, but whatâs the problem? I can be a maid again, right? Ah, no matter how much I think about it, becoming a maid is really a godsend.
I opened the drawer, took out the letter of dismissal, and filled in my name and position without hesitation. I wondered what to do if Susan asked what I was doing, but fortunately, she just stood nearby in silence.
It wasnât long before I stopped at the reason for resignation. It was because I was worried about what reason to write. However, as if I had thought about it, I immediately wrote it roughly.
âI donât work at all.â
TL/N: LMAO
That was right. Iâve never done anything like a maid since I became a maid.
What a valid reason this is. I nodded my head for no reason and put my stamp on the dismissal letter.
I was delighted as soon as the red stigma of the Blair family was clearly engraved on the letter of dismissal. Thereâs still Susan nearby, so I only thought inwardly so it doesnât look strange.
Wah, I got fired.
But for some reason, the mission was silent.
What is it? Why isnât the mission success window coming upâŠ
Beep.
<table>Error</tbody></table>
<table>âYou didnât fire her.â</tbody></table>
I frowned at the error window that popped up at the moment I was puzzled. What do you mean you wrote a letter of dismissal but you werenât fired?
When I was complaining inwardly as I alternately looked at the error window and the notice of dismissal in my hand, I opened my eyes wide when I saw the letters scrawled on the paperwork.
[A letter of resignation]
âWhat! Itâs a letter of resignation!â
âIs there a problem, Lady?â
âOh no, I have to fire me, but I resigned⊠⊠What do I do?â
Whether or not Susan asked anxiously, I tore my hair and opened the drawer with a bang. It was to write the application again.
Somehow I wondered why there was a reason for resignation on the letter of dismissal.
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Taking the application form out of the bottom drawer, I wrote it down with very rough hand movements. In the career column, I was contemplating whether or not to write down the fact that I was a maid for a month before writing it down.
After the last stamp, this time I used a letter of dismissal and stamped it one more time.
But somehow, the error window came up again.
<table>Error</tbody></table>
<table>âNot a maid.â</tbody></table>
At that moment, I remembered the precautions Reden had told me. We receive employment applications every three months, so remember the period well.
That was already more than a month ago, and before the application period comesâŠ. . I still have to wait a month and a halfâŠ
âItâs ruined.â
***
After breakfast, I made a decision after thinking for a long time, and I had Susan gather the maids in the hall on the first floor. She said that she would do it right away and disappeared, and I also went to the hall with a letter of dismissal from the room.
They were so quick on their feet that even though I hadnât stopped by anywhere, the maids were already taking their places in the hall.
There were a total of five maids, including Susan, the chief maid.
Handel who helped me prepare breakfast until yesterday, Lyn who lent me clothes to change my image every time I went to a banquet, Julie who was silent but quick-witted, and Laura who always recommended a new perfume.
After calmly looking at the faces of the few maids, I spoke in a very cautious tone.
âThe reason I called you guys is because I have one question to ask. Itâs something I canât decide on my own, so Iâd like to hear your opinions first.â
At my words, the four of them looked at each other except for Susan. Handel and Laura looked frightened as if the atmosphere was unusual.
The expressions made his heart ache as if someone was poking him with a needle, but I couldnât help it.