Once we reached our house, we found it spotless; within it there was already a squad of maids and butlers. After they took our bags, they swiftly disappeared within the mansion.
The mansion was a lot bigger than the one we rented the last time we came here. It had at least four available floors to use and was over five hundred meters large. It was the oldest-looking building present, not because it looked bad, but because the other building just seemed futuristic in comparison; ours still had visible bricks after all.
Since Mom and Dad weren't surprised by this, they must've hired them, finally! I was getting tired of having to do the bed myself; now we can start living like Uncle does! This is the first step into—
"Don't get weird ideas; we're not going to turn like your uncle. You'll have your own chores to do around the house; if you want to eat, you'll have to contribute to the house in one way or another." My mother warned as she opened the large door of the house.
Fuck! Why not? Why do we have to do our own chores with an army this big of butlers and maids? It makes no sense! For the past week we had no trouble leaving it all in their hands. Why the sudden change?
Immediately in front of the main gate was a large sports car; to our left and right side there were stairs that led to the upper floor, and in front of us was an indoor garden with a round marble table set up at its center with metal chairs all around.
The ceiling of the indoor garden was made out of glass to let the sunlight pass through.
I immediately headed to my room while my parents were giving Elena a tour of the house. The uncle's house wasn't far away, so I was planning to ask Leo to accompany me as we tried making new friends in this place.
First, I have to remove all of this; the gel in my hair is starting to feel horrible. After I wash this perfume away, I'm going to be ready.
Following me was a strange maid, a black-haired young girl; she didn't seem much older than me. Unlike most maids and butlers, she wasn't covering her face; she had animal ears and a tail that playfully moved left and right.
I originally thought we were just headed in the same direction, but as I opened the door leading to my room, she was quick to enter before me. She checked every corner of the room to see if it was cleaned properly, even under the bed.
"Uhm, excuse me?" I cleared my throat to get her attention.
Despite living in the upper city, she was colorless, dressing like a regular maid. I was even able to catch sight of hidden weapons attached to her calves, beneath the skirt, as she bent down to look under the bed.
"Everything seems clean and safe, young master." She happily reported as she saluted me.
What's with her? Did Mom put her up to this? Is this her way of monitoring me?
I shrugged my shoulders and began removing my clothes as I headed towards the bathroom. I noticed she seemed flustered and covered her eyes when I began to unbutton the shirt. I left the clothes lying on the ground of the large walk-in closet.
"Young master, you shouldn't leave your clothes on the ground; they'll get dirty! Moreover, if the miss hears of this, you'll end up in big trouble." The maid said while standing behind the door of the bathroom.
"Then pick up the clothes; aren't you a maid?" I responded as I turned on the showerhead.
I started with washing my hair first to remove all the gel my mother had put on my hair, then I began washing away all the lingering scent left by the perfume.
"Young master, are you okay?" The maid asked,
"Yeah, everything's fine." I was starting to get annoyed by the maid.
Then the door was opened, a bunch of maids entered, and before I could protest they had surrounded me with their sponges in their hands, soaps, body wash, and shampoos.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing? Get off of me." I shouted only to get ignored.
They didn't listen and kept scrubbing away at my body, rinsing it and pouring more stuff on it. Once they were done, they allowed a few moments to relax in the hot and comfortable bathtub before they forced me to get out.
They dried my skin and hair and gave me a relaxing massage, then one last trip to the bathroom for a quick rinse of water.
"What the hell happened?" I asked the maid standing next to me.
"They were desperate to fix your appearance as they found it to be still rather dirty, at least by our standards." She answered. Her tail was still playfully moving from side to side.
"Is the tail real?" I then asked her.
"Yeah, don't touch it!" She almost hissed at me when I tried extending my hand to get a feel of her tail.
A shame… Ugh, I feel so tired now; fuck, I really wished to get to know some new people today.
Just as I was about to lie down and take a nap, the same maids that washed my body barged inside my room with a cup of hot chocolate, some orange chocolate, and a bunch of chocolate-filled snacks.
I was starting to get fed up with chocolate; after eating it nonstop, my tongue was starting to refuse it.
"Can you at least knock before entering my room?" I asked the maids as they were putting socks on my feet.
They looked at me as if I had just insulted their mother; they were all shocked and insulted by my request; it made me feel awkward. The maid with cat ears shook her head disappointedly and remained silent. After a long minute passed staring at each other in silence, they finished dressing me up and quietly got out of my room.
What the hell? Why are the maids so rude up here? I expected them to be a lot more… What's the word? Submissive? Ugh! Whatever, let's think about the important stuff for now. I hope Leo is available.
"Can I go visit my uncle, or do I have to report it to my mother?" I asked the maid.
"I can relay a message; that way she'll know where to find you, but you're free to move wherever you feel like." The maid responded as she headed towards the door of the room.
She silently stood beside it until I felt like going out, and when I got out of the room, she followed me, even outside the mansion.
"So are you like… a bodyguard? A personal maid? What are you?" I asked her as we walked down the pristine white sidewalks.
"I'm currently your personal bodyguard; there are about six of us, but only I am permitted to stand by your side. The lady… The miss—your mother has personally appointed me as such!" She proudly stated with closed eyes with one hand over her chest.
I wonder how those ears feel to the touch…
I still had memorized the roads I needed to take to reach my uncle's house, and when I reached it, I found the uncle talking to someone I had never seen before; they both ignored me and allowed me to get into the house.
Huh? This is the first time I set foot in this house; why do I know… the fuck?
They also had over a dozen maids currently cleaning the house and placing a bunch of portraits of the uncle in various poses.
"Can you ask them where Leonhart is?" I whispered to the maid.
"No can do; I can't leave your side, young master." The maid replied.
I sighed and began my search, exploring the vast mansion, entering every room I came across; most of them were empty. Then, in one of the maid's rooms, I found Elvis.
His face was red; he was out of breath and seemed flustered by my presence. On the other side of the room was a maid with red hair, currently facing the other way as she was adjusting her uniform.
"Lucy? Why are you here? Wait, no, haven't your parents taught you to knock first before entering someone else's room?" He didn't seem pleased to see me. He was picking them and adjusting his pants.
"Sorry, I kind of got lost. Do you know where I can find Leo?" I asked him.
The room had a strange atmosphere. I didn't know what it was, but I felt uncomfortable looking at those two adjusting their clothes in a rush.
"What were you doing here?" I then asked him.
"Leo? I think he went out to make new friends; I don't know much since he got out in a hurry." Elvis said, closing the door in my face.
Even the maid next to me seemed flustered.
"What happened?" I asked her.
"Who knows?" She avoided giving me an answer.