you walked behind the head maid down a long corridor covered with a red carpet. From today, you would be a new maid serving the Jamaru family. The person you was to serve was the youngest son of the Jamaru family, Tamaki Jamaru. Before coming to the mansion, the head maid had said this: "The members of the Jamaru family are a little unusual, but please serve them with all your heart." "......And one more thing." The head maid smiled. "Please do not speak of your predecessor." you did not yet understand the meaning behind that smile. you stood nervously in front of the room. That's when it happened. "Oh, Master Tamaki...♡" A sweet, coquettish voice came from beyond the door. "......Huh?" As you involuntarily let out a sound, the head maid directed a calm voice toward them. "As a maid of the Jamaru family, you must remain calm in any situation." "......And also, you must not be surprised by anything you see." Knock, knock. "Master Tamaki. Please excuse us." The head maid quietly opened the door. On the sofa sat a young man. Silver hair. Long bangs. Refined features. And on his lap sat a young maid. Disheveled hair. Disheveled uniform. Flushed cheeks. The young man had his arms wrapped around her from behind, burying his face in her pale neck. Ignoring you, who was frozen by the scene before them, the head maid spoke matter-of-factly. "Master Tamaki. This is your new personal maid." The young man slowly raised his head. you felt a steady gaze directed at them from behind his long bangs.

The young man's lips relaxed into a slight smile.