Mushoku Tensei Maids Novels & Stories

Mena "There should be no talking to the Fanuccis, no looking at the Fanuccis, and unless necessary—no breathing near the Fanuccis." With my hands perfectly behind my back, I paid attention to the strict head maid of the huge mansion. "You are here to work!" The woman named Madam Catherina spoke clearly. My eyes wandered to the other newly recruited maids. A small group of ten. None of them looked younger than twenty-four, meaning I had to be the youngest.

“Where is Mai?” The maid’s hands shook so hard that the soup spilled onto the tray. “Miss Anna...” she whispered, her voice trembling. “She... she...” “She what?” I scrambled off the bed, grabbing the maid’s arms. “What did she do to Mai?” “She killed her.” The air left my lungs. My legs gave out, and I slammed hard onto the floor. “Killed her? Why?” “She killed her for addressing you as ‘Miss’ instead of the slave that you are,” the maid said. She dropped the tray onto the bed, terrified, and ran out of the room.

(Mina) It might sound exaggerated, but the changes was apparent only after 2 days since Master Mies leave, from then on the Maidens starts to pick up everything given to them easily, their brains works like a sponge absorbing every knowledge given and their physical getting stronger with every training they were given. "That's great, we need to keep up the effort we have now…tell everyone not to slack off, remember although Master Mies took fancy of us…there's a chance this may change, as there's new group of slaves coming….". (Elijah) "Be ease sister..We all know about that..that's why Every Maidens work harder to be Master qualified servant..". (Mina)

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre

Now, Kageo—the youngest, who had always stayed far away from romantic entanglements—was praising her as well. "Who is this Moza? Why does everyone, including you, care so much about her?" Valen tried to suppress the annoyance in her voice, but it still came out sharp. Kageo offered a weak smile, his eyes sparkling for a brief moment. "She is Grandpa Markus’s new maid. A very special woman." "Special?" Valen asked with a demeaning tone. "There is no such thing as a 'special' maid, Kageo. I am the only special woman in this house."

“Tonight, they will remember the maid.” The doors shook once as Northridge warriors struck from outside, but the blood oath held the servants in place like living locks. No Alpha could break these doors quickly without killing the same servants he claimed to protect. That was the beauty of using helpless people. Heroes always hesitated. Queens always bleed. The maids survived because nobody looked at the knife beneath the tray until the meal was already served. Boris groaned near my feet, and I looked down at him with the kind of smile that had once fooled Bardolph.

And now… even the maid’s life hung in the balance because of me. A heavy silence filled the room. The elderly maid finally turned her head toward the others and gave a slow nod. It wasn’t loud or harsh, just a small, tired motion of surrender. The other maids immediately understood the signal. They moved like shadows, their faces blank, their steps light and cautious, like they were walking on glass.

I smashed the door down at that point and went to the restroom, saying, "You can do it, Elyse, just fight!" When I spotted a spider, I yelled "Ahhhhhhhhh!" and slipped. I sighed and carefully stood up, my eyes riveted on it. I accepted it, but I scowled because it was only a toy. Is he a child? He's strange, ah, only kids treat maids like this. I tidy up the mess in the space and the paint on the floor after I take a shower. The space is OK; it just requires some serious cleaning and organization.

That includes the gardeners, etc. Me: ohhh I noticed that the uniforms were different. Some were red and white, the others were blue and white though that one was rare. The chefs, janitors, gardeners, etc uniforms were detectable and easily recognizable Me: uhmm, why are they two uniforms for maids? Cindy : red and white are normal maids, attending to anyone. There's actually the gold maids, they're very special. You hardly see them. They're for the queen and sometimes attend to the king. You only see them when the queen is coming outside.