The living room and kitchen had been cleaned.
　I told Charlotte that I would take care of the shed and the garden ...... as there was no hurry.
　I'm sure there were no other tasks left to do.

　When I said that, Charlotte gave me a wry smile.

"I've been indebted to you. I thought I should do some of the work myself.
You're so serious. ......

　Allen was taken aback, but took a quick look at the girl's health.
　Her skin is glowing, her pupils are clear, and her breathing is rhythmic.
　There is nothing wrong with her health, so I can leave her to it. ...... But I'm still worried.

You can relax in the morning.
Yes, but ...... it's a habit.
Did you clean your ...... house every day?
"Ha ha .......

　Charlotte smiles ambiguously.
　I'm a duke, after all. I'm sure they had plenty of servants.

　I don't know what her intentions were, but I'm pretty sure they weren't pleasant.

　When I imagined it, my drowsiness was blown away.
　A feeling of discomfort that was hundreds of times greater than the discomfort he felt the day after a night of drinking occupied Allen's stomach.

　It made his brow crease. How did Charlotte sense this? She bowed her head.

"Well, good night, then. I'll clean up quietly.

　With that, she walked quickly to the door.
　Allen could only watch her go. When she disappeared around the corner, he stroked her ...... chin.

I'm surprised you still haven't said anything bad about anyone after being ...... treated like that.

　I've been treated like a servant, no less.
　You've been treated like a servant, or worse, and you've been forced to leave your home for a crime you didn't commit.

　And yet, she never spoke a word of resentment to her family or to the prince, her former fiancé, who was the source of all this.
　If Allen were in her position, he would have crushed them all to the ground. .......

It's not that I don't hold grudges, it's just that ...... I'm not the kind of person who can hold a grudge.

　Even if you do have a grudge, you are afraid to say it out loud. ...... I had a feeling that was the case.
　At the root of it is probably a fear of them or a low self-esteem.

　It's also not very interesting.
　As I continued to groan in the hallway with a difficult look on my face.

"Good morning ......, who are you?　Who are you?
"Oh, um, .......

　I heard two voices coming from the doorway.
　When he heard them, Allen ran out as if he had been shot.



　He ran to the front door at the highest speed in his history.
　And there was the worst sight of all.

"Wait a minute!
"Hey, Mr. Allen.
What?

　Charlotte with her broom and Miaha with her delivery.
　At the most inopportune moment, the two girls had met each other. Obviously not good.

　Allen casually shields Charlotte behind him and turns to face Miaha.

I'm sorry, I'm a recently hired maid. She's a little shy.
"Oh. You had the good fortune to hire a maid, the Demon Lord.
"The Demon Lord!

　Charlotte makes a screeching sound. Thanks to this, Allen has his head in his hands.

"A nickname, a nickname. It's disgraceful.
"Isn't it a fitting title? Hmmm. .......

　Miaha smiled and stared at Charlotte's face behind Allen's back.

I've seen the maid's face before, for some reason. Specifically, in a recent newspaper.
......!