When I lost Welshia after Nastasya, I hired a new beautiful maid, Irene.

'I ordered her to clean up, didn't I?
　As I said this, there was a tiny bit of dust on my finger.

　I rubbed the window sill with my fingers for a long time, and then I found a little dust on my finger.
　In other words, it's the usual annoyance.

　From today, I'm going to start snubbing this beautiful new maid.

I'm sorry, sir, I'll have to clean it up immediately!
Why can't I stay in my room during this time?　You're going to kick me out of my room as a maid?

No, no, sir!　Well, you know....
You really are a worthless piece of shit. Okay, get out of here. I don't like the look on your face.

"Ho, I'm really sorry... and I'm going to have to leave...

　With a disgusting grin, I watched Irene walk away with a slumped shoulder.

It's only a week away.　Will I quit first, or will I get sick to my heart? I'll be entertained at best (laughs).


　　~At a later date.


''d*mn, it's already been a month since then, and you're surprisingly persistent... no matter what you say, you're not meh at all... what is this guy...!　You're crazy!

　It's a good thing that I'm not the only one.

　I'm starting to run out of snickers because I'm doing a perfect job of it the next time I point something out.

It's almost impossible to do anything other than say the opposite of what you normally do because of my moods...!
　These days I feel like a loser, and my stress is at a premium.

I don't really know what that means.　You're already a masochist when you get to this point!

　I felt a creeping sensation in my back when I thought about it.
　Oh no, do I have a cold already?


　　~ Irene. ~~

　Mary was wonderful today, too.

　Especially her lecherous eyes when she scolded me for my uselessness...I'm tingling just thinking about it.
　Isn't that so?

　Whenever he finds the slightest mistake, he persistently points it out - in other words, he's only looking at me seriously, thinking and feeling me out...!

　Because the more perfect I do my work, the more seriously Maria takes my coarse work, too.

　I'll continue to do my job more perfectly.......!

　Oh, the warm things that wet my insides every time Mary was angry with me....
　I was trying so hard not to let Mary find out.

　Truly, Mary is a sinful woman.

　The warmth flowing from this lower abdomen, the moistness of the loincloths, this is love - no, love!

　Oh, Mary, you should have told me more and more about this lascivious b*tc*.