Touhou Maids Novels & Stories

“Good morning, my lady. I’m Jade, your lady’s maid. I’ll attend to you from today onward.” “All six of you?” I whisper. “The maids are only here to clean,” she tells me. “That’s… that’s too many maids.” Jade waves off the other maids and offers me a small smile. I step back into my room, and she follows me. As I move to smooth the bed, she shrieks.

one of the maids mumbled, “You seemed to be spaced out.” A slight tingle went over my body as I realized that I’m in the midst of training with the assigned maids. “Oh, my apologies. What were you saying again?” The maids chuckled and one of them replied, “It seems like milady received the master’s favor.” “Agreed! Did you see the smile on Mr. Etienne’s face?” The maids started teasing me, while smiling. This very moment seemed like a dream; it’s peaceful, happy, and nice. The laughter of the maids, the smiles on their faces, and the happiness all around me. It’s like something that would come out from a novel. As I closed my eyes to embrace this moment, I realized that I’ve… gone this far.

I chuckled heartily because of what it said: "You're acting like we're friends if you talk to me like I'm not your boss. A maid should respect their boss, am I right?" It's unfair if I respect you then what about me. It's like a rag that you're just trampling on because I'm just a maid and you're the boss, it's like you're being served as a king Yes, it may seem like that, but did you know that helpers also have rights, they/we are human beings, and we have a family to support.

Hours? I struggled to rise from my bed, knowing it would be the final time I lay upon its comforting embrace. Slowly, I made my way through the room, savoring its familiarity while it remained mine, until I reached the window to gaze upon the garden outside. Perhaps, I thought, I might glimpse it again in days to come, but the likelihood was slim. Descending the stairs, I found my mother seated on the couch, her eyes vacant, lost in contemplation. She, no doubt, was far more bewildered by the events that had transpired than I. "Good morning, Mom!" I called her attention, trying to sound upbeat. "Have you packed your things?"

She dropped to her knees to clean the mess, and leaned close enough that only I could hear. “Ne lui faites pas confiance,” she whispered in French. (Don’t trust him). Before I could react, Mr. Bluesmith stormed back in. “Clumsy girl! Look at the mess you’ve made in front of our guests!” he snapped. The maid mumbled a frantic apology, head bowed, then practically ran from the room. We stood at the same time. The meeting was over. In the car, as the estate disappeared behind us. I leaned back against the leather seat.

She nick named Tanasha as a stupid bitch. Actually all of the maids didn't get any sympathy for Tanasha. She has been treating them more like trash and beggars. When Malik came and dragged her out of the kitchen, these maids went and listened to their conversation outside Malik's door. Some of them pretended to be picking out clothes for washing and others cleaning.When they saw Malik coming out, they all entered other rooms.

When monie came out from the kitchen, monie saw two pretty ladies came out from no where and came to her front,then the one she got to know was the eldest spoke first, Eldest maid "how may I be of assistant to you my lady", bowing her head,same as the second maid does the same, "where did you ladies come from,cause I did not see any one here when I entered",said monie surprised,then the eldest maid replied her "my lady we were appointed here to be of service to you,and every of the rooms in this palace,is placed two maids that will be at their service till the person goes to rest with the ancestors,cause we never grow old",

Maritha replied. "We have at least five maids, a cook, a gardener and a driver. Maritha, please kindly indtroduce them to your Madame." Alec solemnly ordered. "Yes, Sir. Madame, this five women beside me are Wendy, Thina, Alona, Georgia and Rosa who is in charge of the daily housekeeping of the household." Maritha motioned the five women wearing a navy blue maids uniform beside her. The girls gave her a warm and genuine smile which she return in kind.

Were the maids also trained like the guards? Mesmerized, I found myself getting lost in her eyes. Miles wasn't kidding when he mentioned his peculiar taste in selecting his staff. Just like the guards, these maids seemed handpicked. Instead of the usual assortment of maids with varying body sizes, they looked more like models. All were dressed in black fitted dresses that stopped below their knees, black flats, and brunette hair slicked back into a bun. They almost resembled quadruplets, with the same facial structure, slim yet curvy bodies, and tall stature. I couldn't help but think they would fare better in a modeling career than working for Miles.

Buenavista's mistreatment towards them. My name is Anna, I used to work as a maid in the Buenavista mansion and during my time there, I experienced excessive maltreatment from Madam Buenavista. She would get angry over things that were not our fault. There were times when she would be annoyed and if you happened to be the first person she saw, you would definitely receive a slap even if you did nothing wrong. That old lady should not be allowed to go unpunished. She will victimize many more people if you let her do what she wants. #ExposeMadamBuenavista