Deku Butler Novels & Stories

Hearing me forbid him from doing anything, Alfred obediently dismissed his fearsome appearance and reverted back to his usual harmless butler and stood by my back. “Don’t mind the little distractions…Go ahead and think about you decision a little bit more..take your time…”. “Mies…is he really about to kill me just then?..”. (Duke Merrica) Worried that the butler rage seems to also involved him at the same time just now, Duke Merrica can’t help but feeling concerned.

< Nina > Sebastian Jacques. When I asked Yu about him one time after eating pizza with him, no surprise there that he is involved with the de Milano family. But he is not just any other butler, in fact, he is the head butler in the de Milano Estate. But what surprised me the most was Yu’s revelation. We were at the pizza place near the boulevard again. Right after we visited the doctor’s to check my eye, now I’m pirate-free and Yu finally stopped teasing it.

He gives the expensive champagne to Jostein, then he nodded, agreeing to him. “You can now store it at the cellar.” He ordered then they go to store it underground. “I am pleased to make her welcome here…” he crazily smiles at him, feeling like in love with Keesha. “Pft! Please don’t be reckless… even Mr. Alfredo Monteverde has a lot of debt from us you cannot still get her by force!” he said, highlighting these words to him. “Where did he get his new butler? I think he is familiar to me,” He said to him; then Caleb looks in his direction.

The bald man raised his hand toward Wilbur and said, "My name is Derek. May I ask what your name is?" Wilbur said, "Wilbur." Derek snorted coldly, with a disdainful look in his eyes, as if he looked down on Wilbur. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and said, "If you get down from the platform now, I can spare your life. You should be aware of what you are capable of.” Wilbur smiled slightly and said, "If you get down from the platform right now, I can also spare your life. You should really know your worth too."

Like that's true! Meanwhile, trouble was arising as they spoke. Butler Corren looked like a sensible, kind old man. He was a capable grand butler, working for the dukedom ever since he was a young man. In the past, Natalia thought he'd at least be cordial to her but he dropped her in a heartbeat. It was sad. "This is your butler, Wilbur. He will lead you to your room"

Even he was gone, knowing he could no longer save me. "A pleasure to meet you, new ladymaid. I am Jones Conrad, the deputy butler of this house. A man in a black and white suit greeted me at the door with a friendly smile. "And you are?" he asked. "Cess Cantrall," I hesitate before answering, giving him a deadpan stare as I observe the smile on his face, wondering if it was sincere working under the roof of the alpha or if he was faking it.

He was in his middle age and had a deep scar covering half his face. “Greetings, dear guests,” the man tipped his hat with a welcoming smile. “Who are you?” Derrick asked him. “I’m James Williams. The butler of Voocrod’s mayor,” he replied. The Astor’s butler had saved our lives. What the hell?! I gawked at the man with an open mouth. A million questions swirled in my mind. Were they expecting us? Did their butler know who we were? Was he aware of their satanic activities?

"You mustn't make things difficult for the young master. I should retire by now." The butler Ken said and went back to his room to pack up his things, but he wanted to die here, but because of a girl, Elias mercilessly chased him away. Whatever he said, he had the permission of his master that he would die here later, now that he was fired, even though he was going to die later, he still buried his grave near the William family. This particular matter he must tell Elias before he leaves.

As she goes to open it, though, Alvin lets out a little shriek of protest. “What,” Delia asks, looking between me and my son. “What did I do?” I just shrug, looking to Alvin. “I am the butler!” Alvin says, marching over to her. “That is my job!” Delia laughs, stepping away from the bottle of wine and holding the wine opener out. “Have at it, little man,” she says, smirking. “I’ll take a butler any day of the week.” Alvin snatches the wine opener out of her hand and climbs up on a chair, his face very haughty and confident. But, when confronted with the bottle of wine itself, his face falls a little.

she urged, unable to contain her anticipation. ‌ Chuckling softly, Susan continued, "Well, you see, each butler has their own unique way of preparing and savoring their tea. James, the head butler, insists on meticulously arranging his tea set in a specific pattern before pouring the tea, while Thomas, the butler with the walrus mustache, takes a sip of tea and recites a Shakespearean sonnet before he begins his duties." ‌ Virginia burst into laughter, picturing the scene in her mind. "Oh, I can only imagine the sight of these distinguished butlers engaging in such whimsical rituals. It must bring a touch of magic to the mansion!"