Chapter 81: Christine-san is Absent
Chapter 81: Christine-san is Absent
I’m working at the Accounting Bureau again this afternoon.Today, Christine-san is taking the day off due to family matters, so Anise Albina-san will be the one guiding me. She has chestnut-colored hair, a slender and delicate build, yet possesses a very attractive figure with ample breasts. Work and appearance shouldn’t be related, but instead of sitting across from each other, we ended up working side by side. There was no particular reason it had to be face-to-face, and since Anise-san decided it, I had no objections and simply followed along.
While we were at it, I wanted to learn a bit about Anise-san’s background, so I used my "gaze." The result showed: ’Anise Albina, 20 years old, single.’ So young! The only other woman around this age I knew was Stevie! Inside the inner palace, Cass had been keeping all the young maids away from me, so I hadn’t had any contact with them. But if working at the Accounting Bureau creates opportunities like this, I really need to take this job seriously. I must maintain an excellent attitude—diligent, sincere, and perform well enough to earn high marks from my superiors.
Once we started working, Anise-san only glanced at me occasionally. She didn’t try to talk to me or close the distance, just worked in a very normal, professional manner.
During break time, while still seated, Anise-san stretched her back. When she did, her chest thrust forward with a boing! Naturally, my eyes were drawn to it. Anise-san noticed my gaze and her face turned slightly red, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she reached behind her back and rubbed around her shoulder blades. Of course, she was probably just loosening up stiff shoulders, but from my perspective, I could clearly see her breasts jiggling. She wasn’t wearing as revealing a dress as Christine-san, but the neckline still went down to about the middle of her cleavage, so the movement was very noticeable!
"Shoulders get stiff, don’t they?" I asked.
She flinched, then turned toward me and replied in a small voice,
"Yes, they do. The work is so detailed that I have to stay very focused."
I wondered why her voice was so quiet. It seemed my feelings got through to her, because she handed me a small piece of paper. On it was written:
"Everyone around us is paying attention to Robbie-sama. They’re listening to our conversation."
Now that she mentioned it, even though the entire Accounting Bureau was on break and people further away were chatting while drinking tea, the area within about a 5-meter radius around me was dead silent. Maybe they really were eavesdropping? Even though it was supposed to be break time, the strange tension in the air wasn’t just my imagination.