"Please sit here. ”

“......”

“......”

“......”

“......”

In the silence, Yulia sat awkwardly in the chair that was pulled out by Lacey.

Whining...... It hurts to be stabbed by their gaze......

Lacey already looks like a maid. She stood safely beside Yulia and did not sit down to eat. Thanks to her, the other residents of the mansion glared at Yulia with disdain as if they were looking at pus-flowing worms. Even Qianya, who had asked Lacey to be Yuria's maid before, showed a somewhat displeased expression.

"Master, do you need me to feed you?"

"No, no, no, no!"

"Understood. ”

I knew that I didn't care about those superfluous things in the first place, and just let her try to wear her maid outfit......

The situation became like this, and Yulia had to sigh her powerlessness.

As a result, breakfast ended hastily in this eerie atmosphere. Having finally survived the trial, Yulia called Lacey into her room.

"Wow, don't, stop, stop, what are you doing!"

"Take off your apron. ”

"Why?!—forget it...... I probably also know that the eldest lady will never let go of the slightest opportunity...... Well, Lacey, listen up, don't treat me like that in front of everyone in the future. If this continues, something very bad will happen. "Why?"

“...... I hope you just do it. Anyway, that kind of deferential attitude is a bit excessive, you can treat me like a person of the same status as you? You see, you are a maid, and I am also a maid...... Uh, maid. So, there's no need to be so respectful to me. I won't be able to adapt to that. ”

"So, Yulia. ”

"Hmm!"

"Yuria. ”

"Hmm. ”

She regurgitated the title to herself, tilting her head.

――――

Fortunately, after that, Lacey's attitude was much more normal.

Probably because she really listened to Yuria's words, Yulia was still very happy. Since then, the attitude has eased considerably, but perhaps for another reason.

That afternoon, a strange lady suddenly came to the mansion.

"My name is Lily, and I'm a freshman who has just transferred from out of town......"

At first, there was no suspicion. After all, she really looks like an ordinary lady who is a little weak and afraid of things. The contours of her cheeks are a little familiar for some reason, but the simple and cute black pear blossom head and light black pupils make Yuria feel extremely unfamiliar. Anyway, she looks like she's just an ordinary lady...... Maybe it's really just that I'm too careful.

The two family squatters didn't like to talk to strangers, so they made an excuse to escape early. Filiena was also a rare duty day today, so she also went out earlier. The people who talked to Miss Lily were mainly her eldest lady, as well as herself and Lacey.

Of course, as a servant, I can't talk about it from beginning to end. Qianye was chatting with her about some financial knowledge that she didn't understand at all, and many customs and customs of some countries that she hadn't even heard of by name. It could be seen that Miss Thousand Nights had already been comfortable with this level of greetings, although Yulia always felt that she was really impatient at the moment.

Maybe it's because talking about this kind of thing with others wasn't the vision of the eldest lady in the first place, or maybe it's also because, from just now, this Miss Lily's eyes haven't been on Qianye at all.

She even stared at Yulia unabashedly, occasionally at Lacey, who was sitting next to him. Although he continued to talk to Qianye about the risks of investing in futures without a match, it was obvious that his attention was not on that at all.

"I'm sorry, this Chiya Himeno, who are these two ......?

"My maid, and my maid's maid. ”

Wow?!She actually said it!

And there is no intention to hide it!

"Oh-yes. ”

The pair of black pearl-like eyes looked straight at Yuria.

This...... It's not like the eyes that ordinary ladies have. Anyway, this gaze, which was almost terrifyingly sharp, felt like it was about to peek into the secret hidden in Yuria's heart.

"But, Miss Chiya, your maid is really beautiful. Such a rare beautiful hair color, and eyes that almost suck people in—sorry, I don't mean to offend, but she's so pretty......"

"Hmph, what do you want to say? I won't give Yulia away beforehand, right? Such a lovely fellow, I'm going to make her a vase for the rest of her life. ”

Vase......

Vase......

Is it really a vase......

Although Yulia has been vaguely feeling this way recently, it still hurts when this kind of thing is admitted by others as a matter of course......

But at that moment, Yulia suddenly felt someone gently grasp her hand.

- It's Lacey.

She gave Yulia a blank look and said nothing.

Gently clasped Yuria's hand, and retracted it shortly after.

Still, Yulia was a little happy.

In just a few days, Lacey has gone from being a person who speaks ill of herself and stabs her with a knife every time she sees her, to a gentle girl who is not only willing to be her maid, but even comforts herself. Although her expression is still the same stiff, in the past few days, I can already see her quiet smile that flashes occasionally.

Yulia still didn't know anything about her, and still didn't know why she had changed so quickly, but Yulia was happy now—and that was enough for now.

"Well, ...... is the maid over there?"

“......”

Yulia suddenly felt a long-lost anger, and she could see that Lacey was obviously feeling something abnormal. After they had looked at each other, or rather, for a few moments, Miss Lily turned her head, looked at Chiya, who had seen it all, with a smile on her face, and stood up respectfully and saluted.

"I've been bothering me for so long, I'm embarrassed to go on like this. Thanks to your help, I am much more confident for the new semester, thank you. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned away without any delay.

“！”

For a moment, it seemed as if she was glancing this way—but before Yulia could react, the uninvited guest disappeared outside the mansion door.

"Miss, I-"

"I don't need you to remind me, this vase maid. ”

“......”

It seems, what happened today.

However, it seems that nothing has happened today. (To be continued.) )