Chapter 114 : At This Time, Anna Still Hasn't Realized the Seriousness of the Problem
Cleaning the master's room is the duty of a personal maid. Among all the rooms in Ende Castle, only Chris's room is decorated most exquisitely. Although it's somewhat impolite to say this, from Chris's words and actions, you can't see any trace of girlish sentiment at all.
"This is... a teddy bear plushie that's popular with the Watertown Merchant Association?"
"You're allowed to touch it."
"Is it really okay?"
"Lady Sister often hugs it while calling out 'Anna.'"
"..."
It seems I've learned about Chris's incredible hobby. So before I came to Ende, Chris had been using a teddy bear as my substitute.
"This is... a children's rocking horse? Lady Chris has such a childlike heart."
"No, that's not a children's rocking horse."
There was a wooden horse placed in Chris's room. I thought it was a childhood toy that Chris couldn't bear to part with. The Young Miss also had a habit of being reluctant to throw away things she was used to.
Looking more carefully, it was indeed adult height, with no seat installed on top, and the frame of the torso was actually an absurdly triangular shape.
"Then what is it?"
"You might understand firsthand tonight... If you're concerned, just clean it thoroughly. It won't do you any harm."
I feel like Nora's words have hidden meaning, but she wants me to clean the wooden horse properly, right?
The high heels don't affect my cleaning skills. If it's just sweeping, I can finish it in no time.
Nora, meanwhile, was organizing Chris's bookshelf on the other side. It seems Lady Chris is very diligent.
"Where do the handcuffs go?"
"By the bedside."
"The candles?"
"Put them on the shelf next to the wooden horse."
Speaking of which, the things in Chris's room are all quite strange? But I only need to ensure they function properly. Perhaps Chris has some clever use for them.
"Lady Chris's room is very clean."
"That's natural. How could vulgar worldly dust have the qualification to approach the noble Lady Sister? Lady Sister's beauty is consistent inside and out. Some girls are clean and tidy on the outside, but at home they're no different from slovenly men."
"Such things happen?"
The Young Miss was very clean. I thought all girls were like that.
Nora snorted: "Many of the maids around Lady Sister were like that at first. Very serious about work, but careless with their own rooms. Truly improper. I personally corrected each one of them. You're Lady Sister's temporary maids, but don't think I'll go easy on you because of that."
"I understand."
I had heard that girls' dormitories could get as messy as boys' dormitories when they got chaotic, but I've never been to one... Personally speaking, cleaning makes me feel very fulfilled, so I wouldn't complain about anything.
"You said every maid was personally corrected by you. By that count, is Nora the earliest maid to serve Lady Chris?"
"It wouldn't be wrong to say I watched Lady Chris grow up."
Seeming to recall the past, Nora's ice-cold expression showed a touch of gentleness.
I quite agreed: "Growing up alongside the young master, watching the master become increasingly excellent day by day… There's a feeling like a carefully tended flower finally blooming magnificently."
"Exactly."
"You can't spoil the master into a greenhouse flower. Trimming the useless branches during the master's growth is also the servant's duty."
"You understand quite well. Lady Sister once had a period where she was addicted to pineapple buns. No matter how tactfully I advised her, it didn't work..."
"Let me guess? If it were me, I would immediately find a way to make myself fat, showing that this is the consequence of overeating."
"Yes, Lady Sister was so scared when she saw my weight gain that from then on she controlled her daily pineapple bun consumption to six per day. I..."
Nora was enthusiastically revealing Chris's past stories, but suddenly seemed to realize something and immediately put on her ice-cold face again.
"Work properly. Don't chat."
But we were having such a pleasant conversation just now...
I think Nora and I should have common topics. We're both servants fortunate enough to accompany our masters as they grow up, so we might be able to exchange insights and experiences. The only difference is that Nora seems to be older than Chris, yet she calls her "Lady Sister," which I really can't understand about their relationship.
Unfortunately, Nora seems to deliberately refuse to communicate with me, not wanting our relationship to progress further.
"It's already finished. Please instruct me on the next task, Head Maid."
I had no choice but to clear my throat and wait for the next good opportunity to build our relationship.
"Finished? In such a short time..."
Nora's almond eyes widened, clearly not believing my words. Head maids absolutely hate lazy, lying maids the most. I can understand Nora's current feelings. However, I just need to show Nora my results.
The corner of Chris's room that I was responsible for cleaning was refreshed beyond its original state. Every piece of furniture looked like it had been newly purchased. Of course, I wouldn't do something stupid like cleaning the floor so it could reflect up my skirt.
Nora's jade finger lightly brushed across the desk, there wasn't any dust on it. She then bent down to check under the desk. As expected of a head maid, she doesn't overlook even the dead corners.
"Head Maid Nora?"
"I'm not the type of woman who specifically picks bones from eggs. You won... But! Don't think this round is your victory. I just wasn't being serious earlier!"
Eh? This round? Were we competing just now?
Nora seemed to ignite with burning fighting spirit, throwing herself wholeheartedly into cleaning with an elegant and beautiful posture.
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Author’s Notes
After experiencing everyone's pure love offensive, I can finally proudly announce—
I still can't write yuri pure love (despair)! Please forgive this useless author who can only write strange inner plotlines...
So I've given up. Everyone doesn't want to see Anna get completely corrupted, right?
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Translator’s Corner
If only you knew.
-Ruminas
