Mushoku Tensei Maids 소설 & 이야기

I knew I had to mind my own business, focus only on my job, and stay out of his way if I wanted to last in the job. Granny introduced me to the head maid, Lucia, and the other maids. Lucia smiled and welcomed me warmly. But the other maids looked at me like they already hated me. Their eyes felt like sharp daggers. The only ones who didn’t give me that cold look were Lucia and a pretty maid named Amy, who smiled and introduced herself kindly. Granny turned to me with a smile and said, “Come, let me show you to your room.” She pressed a button on her wheelchair, and it started moving on its own.

the maid interrupted her deep thoughts. "Hmmm?" Celine hummed. "Actually, the maids in this mansion were divided into different fandom." "Fandom? For idol celebrities?" Celine wondered. "No! No!" The maid waved her hands mid-air. "It's for the handsome guests of the mansion." Although Celine has an idea who they might be, she still flung a question, "Who?" "Sir Joshua, Jeonghan, Seungcheol, Minghao and Mingyu!" There's a flower in the maid's eyes when she blurted out their names.

He looked around his house and it was still in the same state it’s been since the death of Kate. By now he knew it was time to get a maid. After much contemplation and brooding over it over and over Marcus knew his decision of getting a maid is actually a right one.Fearing the unknown,Marcus reluctantly decided to advertise for the position, he picked up his phone and pulled a call through to the Manager of his company,Sandra. Sandra has been working with Marcus for six years and by now she handles the company efficiently even in Marcus’s absence. “I trust she’ll do this right”,he said silently to himself.

I'm pretty sure I saw them kissing and groping, the other day in the laundry room, yet here they were acting like strangers, secretly throwing gazes at one another. Logan quickly muttered something to his twin, Tyler, right before he turned, leaving the room. What was it with everyone walking out? "Let's all begin working" I heard miss Tara call out to all the maids, gaining every of our attention, ordering for our chores to commence. I joined Denna as we all filed into the kitchen, Arabella tagging right behind. The rest of the maids began doing their chores. Some went watering the plants in the gardens, others went wherever they were assigned to.

My lips curl into a smug smile as she gives me a startled look. "However, this isn't the end of your punishment, my dear slave. When I return, you'll find out about it, but in the meantime, you can ponder your punishment and indulge in endless orgasms." I step out of the study room and shut its door. When I turn around, I notice a maid bending over the bed. Her black mini dress reveals her flawless milky white buttocks. She's engrossed in her own world, humming a tune. I tiptoe towards her because I don't want her to get to know about my presence. I want to greet her uniquely.

A lady was thrown inside the room before MJ and his assistant walked in. "Isn't she the accomplice?" MJ asked the lady who knelt crying, "Speak!" MJ shout at his maid who kept shaking. “yes boss, she's the one who paid me to pour greasy liquids at your bathroom after you left for work,” Tiana said stuttering, MJ carried his assistant gun and shot the maid two times straight into her skul.....…

I had never been to the kitchen back home but I supposed this is what it would have looked like. It was large, no surprise there. More than one cook seemed to be preparing different meals. Maids were everywhere. Some slicing and dicing, some washing heaps and heaps of dirty dishes which seemed to grow as a different set of maids constantly delivered dirty dishes in a tray. Some maids were carrying out trays of already-cooked food. It was like an ecosystem of its own. Everything ran smoothly, everyone knew their place, and all the maids were dressed beautifully. “Nice huh? I am in charge an planned everything,” Neema preened as she watched me look in awe at the maids working.

🗣 “Boss treats her nice once and she’s already feeling important.” 🗣 “Maybe she thinks she’ll replace Luna’s mother.” 🗣 “Useless bitch… acting like she belongs here.” Her stomach twisted. Her blood burned. She didn’t turn away. She didn’t pretend not to hear. Tessa marched straight toward them, heels striking the marble floor with sharp precision. The maids paled. “Have you had enough,” she asked, voice calm but razor-edged, “or do you want to continue your pathetic performance?” They scattered instantly, like cockroaches when the lights come on.

For this first selection, it turned out that Mia and Lynda were entitled to go to the mansion. However, there was still a final selection that they had to pass where only one maid was needed in the mansion to serve their young master. But there are still things that make Lynda think, why do you have to wait a month to get a big salary? Have there been people who have applied to be a maid before, but no one has ever lasted a month? Is the young master in question a cruel and heartless character? For some reason, Lynda's hair stood on end at the thought of being confronted with such a young master.

Pulling the curtains apart, I let the warm sunlight spill into the room, hoping it would clear my head. But the peace of the morning was shattered by that relentless scrubbing sound. Who the hell was making such a racket at this hour? I could feel my annoyance growing with every step I took toward the noise. My muscles tensed, ready to confront whoever dared to disturb my rest. I followed the sound down the hallway and pushed open the bathroom door. And then I stopped short, the words dying on my tongue. Sibel. There she was, kneeling beside the toilet with a brush in hand, scrubbing the porcelain with a fierce determination. I stared, dumbfounded. Sibel, our alpha, reduced to cleaning toile