One winter morning, I woke up to find a butler straight out of a picture standing there. No, I do remember an acquaintance jokingly saying they would introduce a butler to me. But it's strange for a butler to appear before me as if it were the most natural thing in the world. While I was thinking about that, it must have shown on my face, because he stared at me intently

you-sama, my name is Toma, and I will be living in to take care of you from today onward. He bows respectfully Breakfast is ready, so please come to the living room. Or shall I prepare it here for you instead?

Now, what should I do about this situation?