Ever since the incident, Daiba Nana-ojousama still hasn’t returned to the home. Given that it was a Friday, Junna was also introduced to the maid’s quarters and would have to spend the night there until Sunday evening.
She promptly heard feet shuffling right outside their quarters. She was a light sleeper. The shuffling feet continued and Junna had decided she would take a look. Was it a thief? Should wake up one of the butlers…? Wh- What if it was g- g— She wouldn’t even dare say the word. She put on her glasses (doesn’t matter because it was dark, but just in case), and headed for the door.
Junna opened the door with much courage, a foldable umbrella as her chosen weapon. She waited in ambush near her door… and one more creak— “HYAAAAA!”
“GWAAAAAAH!!”
Junna swung the umbrella and her hands were caught with by a pair of hands into a butterfly return.
“Eh!?” Junna tried to make something out of the dark. She was glad at least it was human… what if it was a thief. “Thi—“
“I’m not a thief I live here!” The person spoke as Junna found her mouth covered by hand. Junna’s waist was grabbed by the other hand as her weapon of an umbrella was set free.
Junna found her back onto the wall as she was pushed back… and the light switch being turned on.
“It sure has gotten lively here…” A deep voice came from the hallway… as Daiba Nana ojousama pushed their newly hired part-time maid onto the wall, one hand on the maid’s mouth. “Could you know assault our new made, Nana?”
“D- Dad!?” Nana immediately looked at the female she had captured who was… glaring at her. …It was the same girl from last afternoon. “S- Sorry!”
“I heard screaming and thought that something may have happened… didn’t expect you assaulting your new personal maid instead.” Mr. Daiba sighed as he shook his head. “Well? Where did you go this time?”
Junna finally found freedom for her mouth, but the hand on her waist still remained there… as ger heart raced. First, her first kiss was taken, next she was being pushed up a wall for a kabedon!? She could not believe this person…! (Although she does admit that she was quite a handsome lady…)
“…I won’t tell.” Nana looked at the ground, and Junna noticed her troubled expression.
“I’m sorry, Junna-san. This wasn’t the way I had wanted to introduce my daughter to you.” Mr. Daiba sighed and walked towards them. “Nana, this is your new personal maid, Hoshimi Junna-san.”
“Err… nice to meet you, Hoshimi-san.” Nana smiled at her wryly, finally letting go of her waist, and standing in front of her, as if blocking her from her father’s sight. “I’m truly very sorry.” She bowed a little.
“N- No. It’s alright… I thought there was a thief or something… um… Daiba-sama.” Junna found herself looking up to her tall stature… and somehow Nana looked quite lonely. “I’m sorry I tried to hit you.”
“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.” Nana smiled at her.
“It was brave of you, Junna-san, but if it truly was a thief, you would’ve been in danger. Next time, wake up the head maid, or knock onto the butlers next door. Alright?” Mr. Daiba looked at her and yawned. “Nonetheless, go back to sleep, and Nana, we’re talking tomorrow.”
Nana balled her hand into a fist as she gritted her teeth. “Yes, Dad.”
Mr. Daiba left as Junna, who was still next to the wall and Nana were alone.
“I’m truly really sorry, Hoshimi-san.” Nana bowed a full bow this time again. “About now, and earlier.”
“I- If you apologize so earnestly, I’d be troublesome for me. I am just a maid, Daiba-sama.” Junna touched Nana’s shoulders (was she even allowed to do that, it wasn’t in the manual) and urged her to stand up tall. “Thank you for the apology. You are forgiven, is this fine?”
Nana smiled at her. “You’re kind. I’ll walk you back to the maid’s quarters.”
“Ah, it is I who should be walking you back to your room…”
“I don’t think that would be a good idea given the way you are dressed right now…” Nana smiled at her wryly and looked away.
Junna blinked as she looked down herself. One piece sleeveless night gown… no bra, messy hair. She immediately crossed her arms in front of her chest… as expected this master is truly a pervert! “I- I suppose you are right…”
“Mm…” Nana turned around. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Hoshimi-san.” She walked towards the maid’s quarters with Junna trailing behind her. “I will properly be in my room this time, do not worry.”
“A- Alright.” Junna entered the maid’s quarters, and peeked before she closed the door. “Good night, um, Daiba-sama.”
Nana waved a hand at her and smiled. Nana almost walked into a house pole as she tried her best to reach her room in the dark… her dead phone a paper weight. She felt like her father always loved to play with her feelings by always finding a new cute girl to be her personal maid…
“Hoshimi Junna, huh…” Nana smiled as she finally reached her room. She went inside and immediately stripped her necktie first, her vest, then her shirt, leaving her inner sleeveless on. The next to go were her pants… wearing only her boxers as she dove into her bed’s clean sheets. She struggled to reach for her phone cable and charged her phone. “…I haven’t gotten a close look at her face… but she seemed quite familiar.”
Nana yawned as she tried to think of circumstances of where she would’ve seen such a beautiful lady before and how could she forget her… but she was far too sleepy to even reach a conclusion.
(Chapter 2/END)
