But I couldnât even cherish the moment. I looked at Handelâs cheek in the mirror. Handelâs cheeks had light freckles. Her face is small, like her frame, and her cheeks are also small.
âHow can I hit a kid like her?â
Of course, Handel wasnât the only maid.
She looked too innocent to hit. It feels like one hit is enough for Handel to be knocked out all night.
Itâs not easy to use violence against someone for no reason.
Thatâs the problem.
âWhat do I do?â
I let out a deep sigh from my troublesome thoughts. Handel, who was fixing my hair, asked me with a worried look.
âLady? Are you ill? If you donât feel well, would you like to eat in your bedroomâŠ?â
âNo, itâs alright. I just have something on my mind.â
Like, how to hit you gentlyâŠ
I swallowed a sigh and looked down at my hand. The hand with long fingernails did not look like it had the strength to slap a maid on the cheek.
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Iâd rather slap my own face.âŠ.
âŠWait? My cheek?
Then, I came to a realizationâŠ
Yeah! I can hit myself! How would the mission window know if Iâm a maid or not?
It was an impulsive decision.
Whoa!
Thoughtlessly, I forgot that Handel was there and roughly slapped my cheek. A dizzying pain spread across my cheeks, to the point that stars appeared in front of me.
Ignoring Handel, who screamed quietly from behind me and shouted âWhy.â
My senses turned to a ring and the window that popped up.
Error
âNot a maid.â
A few seconds later, the window disappeared again.
-Of course⊠It couldnât have been solved that easily.
Wait a minute. If an error appeared because Iâm not a maid, then⊠couldnât I just become a maid?
âRight now! Should I call a doctor right away?!â
Yes, yes! I just need to become a maid!
What should I do to become a maid? Iâm a part owner of this mansion. If I thought of myself as a maid, wouldnât I become one?
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Thinking that much, I muttered as if I were possessed by a spirit.
âFrom now on, I am a maid.â
ââŠWhat?â
Handel looked at me as if she was looking at a crazy person. Whether they like it or not, I will claim to be a maid. I raised my palm and muttered, âI am a maidâ.
The error window appeared again and taunted me for not being a maid.
Why? Because I personally appointed Handel as a maid in the mansion!
I even tried appointing myself as a maid with all seriousness but the results remained the same.
Handelâs suspicion of me being crazy has now increased.
âSighâŠâ
Hitting myself three times resulted in my huge reddish swollen cheek.
I gave up and began thinking of another alternative. Since I couldnât appoint myself as a maid due to lack of authority, naturally, my first thought was to borrow power from someone at a higher position than me.
This morning, I went to look for my brother, Reden. Being the successor, heâs the one in charge of managing the territory.
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âShould I ask Reden to hire me as a maid?â
âŠNo. Heâs going to treat me like a weirdo.
âWhat if I ask him to leave managing the employees to me?â
That idea penetrated my head like lightning. Any other idea wouldnât have been any better.
If I take care of managing employees, I can hire myself as a maid.
I peeked at Reden and thought the idea was plausible. I tried to jump straight into action right away, but I was held back by the fidgeting Handel, who fell on her knees in front of me..
âLady, if youâre angry, hit me insteadâŠ!â
It was utter nonsense.
âWhat do you mean? Canât you see that Iâm doing my best to avoid having to hit you?â
I had those blunt remarks in my head but gently grabbed her hand to raise her up.
âDonât say that, Handel. Why would I hit you?â
Handelâs reddish-brown eyes trembled slightly as if they were about to burst into tears.
I never had a good interpersonal relationship in my life, so I was always at a loss with what to do when someone cried. To prevent her from crying any further, I tapped the back of her skinny rough hands, to acknowledge how much she had suffered.
Handelâs eyes were fixated on me, I responded to her gaze with a sincere smile.
âI was feeling sleepy earlier and wanted to wake myself up. Donât worry too much, Iâll take care of my heart. Hadel should go back to work now to avoid getting scolded.â
ââŠHow can you say that, lady? Let me put your hair up beautifully.â
âItâs okay! Iâm just going to go see Reden anyway. Come on.â
âThen, applying ointmentâŠâ
âHmm, Handel.â
Handel bit on her lips tightly at my iron wall. She appeared to be trying to hold back her tears. After finishing hair, she went outside to calm her emotions.
At the same time, I turned around to look at the mirror, I did it so quickly that I could even hear a swoosh.
I was groomed well but my hair is the problem. It was curly and I couldnât comb it well, dozens of strands were pulled out, but that wasnât important.
For now, Iâll go to the office where Reden Blair will be.
I was going to lure him into giving me the authority to manage the employees.
I was nervous. So nervous that I felt sick. I licked my dry lips with my tongue and took a deep breath.
Slowly, I knocked on the door.
What will I do if Reden refuses? I made conditions to make him agree but⊠If it doesnât work, then Iâll have to make it work.
It was only the beginning, and it already seems to be not going well. No matter how long I waited, there was no response.
âIsnât he inside?â
âWhat are you doing here?ââ
A sudden voice was heard from the behind that made my heart jump.
âNgh!â
Surprised, I screamed and unknowingly reached out behind meâŠ..
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I tried to push away whatever it was behind me. But, I swear, I only did it lightly to ask for a little distance. .
Plop.
I heard a dull sound after I pushed, perhaps because I wasnât very good at controlling my strength.
Ack- , it shouldnât be like this.
Startled by the sound of pushing with all my might, I witnessed the frame of the person behind me
Reden was the one I just pushed.
Reden got caught on his own leg and tilted backwards making him fall back with a thumping sound. We were engulfed in death-like silence in the hallway.
Amid the silence, my cold sweats began. Iâm doomed. I came here to convince him. I canât believe I screwed up and pushed him down.
âSighâŠâ
And then I stared at Reden and screamed inwardly.
His eyes were almost dead.
âI didnât mean toâŠI didnât push you hard on purpose.â
I felt sadness and regret.
But this wasnât the time for this.
He glared coldly. I came to my senses and reached my hand out to him. However, his glare only grew colder and stood up by himself. As if taking my hand was unnecessary.
âI donât think I would have accepted the help either if it were me.â
I held his awkward hand lightly and apologized to him.
âSorry. I was startled.â
âWere you startled?â
He said sarcastically.
âOf course I was startled! I suddenly heard a voice from behind.â
âWhy would you be surprised when you can read signs like a ghost?â
Reden, who was filled with sarcasm, turned away from me and entered the office as if he had nothing more to say to me.
I stared blankly into space before hurriedly following him in.
The office was as spacious as my room.
âItâs a place only used for work, yet itâs needlessly spacious.â
There was a luxurious sofa in the corner of the spacious room, and a stack of books that were difficult to see from the other side of the room.
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As soon as I entered the office, a pile of documents on a long desk caught my eye.
Sunlight permeated from the window behind the desk, creating an enormous, mountain-like shadow of the documents. The shadow was on me, so I turned my attention away from it.
Hngg, does Reden do that everyday?
Unable to hide my hateful face, I stared at the pile of documents like a bug. Then, something familiar appeared. It was Reden, who was sitting in an upright position and silently working.
He didnât spare me even a slight glance. Even though he was aware that I followed him here, he didnât peer his eyes away from the papers. He was ignoring me blatantly, but it was nice.
I walked towards him.
âI have something to say, Reden.â
âDo it later. Busy.â
âNo, itâs simple. All I need is your permission.â
Reden didnât answer, but I wasnât going to give up.
âEmployee management, Iâll handle it from now on. Lend me your authority.â
ââŠâ
â⊠What?â
Only then did he look my way.
I continued to look at him without turning my gaze. I asked him again so he would realize that he didnât hear wrong.
âWhat does that mean?â
âItâs as I said. From now on, I will manage the employees. So, please hand over the authority.â
ââŠWhat kind of nonsense is this now?â
âI donât have a hidden agenda! Just give me permission. Reden is in charge of it, right?â
This sure is difficult. I tried hard to swallow back my words and waited for his answer.
But his answer that followed embarrassed me.
âYeah, Iâm in charge of it. Because you didnât do it.â