"That...... I'm sorry, Mr. Eric, but I haven't been looking in your room for a long time - I can't find ......."

Just by the rapid exchange of gases, you can know who is coming, Jane, who is sitting at the dresser, strokes her hair and can't help but want to smile in her heart - this man is really still the same as he was back then, although his personality has changed greatly, but his beauty is unstoppable.

Seeing the blank eyes of the maid who had just returned here through the mirror, Jane reminded her intentionally, "That guy has left ......"

"Oh, yes......"

Obviously lost, but the look that could not be concealed seemed to be tense.

I'm worried!

The man's request was not met, and he waited for a long time.

The maid had been trained to behave like an emotionless model doll, who would neither respond to her own inner needs nor unconditionally obey the rigid demands of certain people, and Jane could not help but laugh at the thought of it, as the man must have told her before—that she was even more difficult to deal with than the other guests—and that she couldn't help but laugh at the thought of this.

Is it because you know that the days are short...... That's why you're so lax?

In fact, she has never been fascinated by the feelings that human beings have.

Even when it comes to interest, she feels that she should enjoy all her abilities, as well as the destiny that God has given her.

It was like this, it was like this at first, but then, everything changed.

She's had those moments—like a girl in love, but she's more indulgent than she is reckless or rebellious. It seems arrogant to outsiders, but no one dares to judge it directly.

There was only one, and it was limited to humans, and if you added her brother, there were two.

Well, what the hell is she doing here now?

Reminiscing about life?

No, she's a vampire.

"You like him?" Jane picked up the puff on the table, and asked with a deliberate smile as she touched her perfect face, which no longer needed any decoration, but no one knew that she was so perverse just to divert her thoughts, which seemed to be doing nothing, but was actually a little dizzy.

"Huh? What the? The maid looked flustered. The crimson cheeks seemed to be covered with a thick layer of rouge.

I said. That Eric ......"

"No, no!" Escaping Jane's gaze, the little maid felt like she stepped forward to pick up the comb and get back to her job.

The picture is so clear, it is absolutely impossible to rely on it, but. At the moment, the little maid didn't seem to be able to react quickly. Because even discard that powerful sense. Jane is also very sure that under this kind of emotion, which is rare and unusually strong at the same time, such an ignorant little girl cannot be autonomous.

Lived so long. She had seen this situation too much, but it was a little abrupt when it happened to someone from the Alexander family.

Even if she's just a little maid.

Because with her knowledge of the Alexander family, whether the butler is the same Ryuke or not, she will not allow the existence of reckless fellows who are easy to become emotional captives, even if they are not in their own family, even if they only take on the lowest role.

"What's your name?" She didn't care if it would have a frightening effect on the other party, Jane's questioning pattern was not pretending to be inadvertent, but even she didn't notice it, just the germination of an idea was enough to make her face much softer than before, "I think, it shouldn't be Alexander!" ”

"Huh-?" Her face turned pale, and then the comb in the maid's hand fell to the ground unsteadily.

Her astonishment was exaggerated, so that meant it was a secret?

"You, you...... How do you know? ”

"However, the Alexander family should not allow outsiders to serve in their own family, and besides, it is still so close to the head of the family......" He simply looked at her, his expression was inexplicable, "I remember that this is the case, then you will be in this situation...... Either the rules that have been passed down for so long have changed, or you have concealed your true identity. ”

"I ...... I'm ......," the maid tried to speak, but couldn't put it together several times, "I...... I'm actually ......."

How so?

Actually, she didn't understand anything at all.

I don't know how awe-inspiring this woman is.

I don't know what kind of existence this woman is for this Alexander family.

She doesn't want to care about threats or enemies, and she doesn't have the qualifications to care about this position.

I just want to do well, do everything well, try my best to complete every command from above, and stay away from punishment.

She wanted to be safe all along, and that's it.

But why did this woman suddenly ask that?

Why did she find out?

Will she tell the butler, Lord Ryuke?

She's just a maid, and her presence shouldn't be of much value to this first-time guest!

Is it because I did something wrong?

Or is it a coincidence that she is so "lucky" to become her momentary pleasure?

"However, I have to say that this fact really makes me feel a lot better." Jane's sudden opening interrupted the maid's disorganized thoughts.

"Huh?"

"For the sake of you not being named Alexander, I'll give you a reminder." Jane tucked her hair to the side, "The next time someone asks you what your name is, don't be as speechless as you were just now, isn't it just telling others that you have a ghost in your heart?" ”

"Ahh Something seemed to be urging, her mind had never been bright, but at this moment, she instinctively knew that she was the only right thing to do...... And so she did—and hastened to reply.

"And, if- you still want to live well...... As a human being, then I suggest that you wait until the dinner party starts, and while you are busy, you can sneak out of here! ”

The maid's eyes widened - what does this mean?

Jane stopped talking.

Yes, a kind reminder?

For this time, I will not take this as an example.

The maid stepped back silently—since the young lady no longer spoke, she naturally did not take the initiative to ask questions...... It's not that she doesn't want to, it's just that she can't do it.

I can't open my mouth, because I have been so admonished all along.

The maid took a deep breath and remembered what was going on when she came back to her senses, but when she saw that the rows of gorgeous dresses that had hung in front of her were in disarray, and that none of them could be remedied immediately, she instantly felt hopeless.

What to do?

She couldn't be so honest and simply run to the housekeeper and report the cause and effect clearly.

She remembered very well that the maid - not to add to the problem, but to solve the problem.

But look at it now, isn't that clearly talking about her?

"No other dresses?" Jane asked the maid in the mirror.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes......"

"What's it?"

"It's a little old."

"Take it out and I'll take a look."

The maid did not hesitate to act - she could not think of a way herself, so she could only take it obediently.

"It's the old one, but no one has worn it yet." She explained, then took the dress out of the cupboard, and when she turned around, she noticed a momentary rigidity in the woman's body.

Her puzzled eyes met the dark green pupils in the mirror, and then she heard the woman's voice more timid than ever.

"No, someone walked through, but you haven't seen it." (To be continued.) )