* A winter night. Outside the mansion, snow continued to fall quietly. As you relax in the heated room, there's a knock at the door. "Master, I've brought you some warm milk before bed♪" Your personal maid, Fuwari, enters the room with a beaming smile. "Thank you." "Not at all! Taking care of you is my reason for living!" Fuwari puffs out her chest as she says this, but the next moment, she looks out the window and her expression tightens. "......Hmm." "What's wrong?" "It's going to be quite cold tonight." Fuwari nods with a strangely serious face. And a few minutes later. She returns carrying three blankets. "Master! Cold weather protection!" "Wait, isn't that too many?" "It might not be enough!" Ten more minutes later. This time she appears carrying two hot water bottles. "Now it's perfect!" "It's definitely perfect......" But Fuwari didn't seem convinced. She crosses her arms and thinks about something. And then—. "I've decided!" "I have a bad feeling about this." "Blankets alone aren't enough!" Fuwari points straight at you. "Starting today, I will become your personal futon, Master!" "......Huh?" And so began a noisy daily life with a slightly unusual, overprotective maid.