Mornings are early for maids.
Waking up before her master was a fundamental part of being a maid.
âGood morning, Alicia.â
âGood morning, Ariana.â
Hearing the voices of her fellow maids, Catherine got out of bed a little later than usual and carefully made her way to the door, feeling the stares of her fellow maids as if they were waiting for her.
âWow, Catherine, are you coming to work now too?â
âUh, yeahâ¦.â
âIt must have been nice to get a good nightâs sleep after so long.â
âEh, whatâ¦.â
In reality, she didnât get a good nightâs sleep. She had a strange feeling of guilt in the pit of her stomach over the events of last night.
Lilith, the junior maid, had been transferred to the kitchen with them as of today.
The thought that she had participated in setting her up, albeit against her will, had caused Catherine to toss and turn uncomfortably throughout the night. Even though she had arrived at work two hours later than usual, there was a strange weariness in her eyes instead of the pleasure of a good nightâs sleep.
âYou are such a good girl, Catherine. I didnât think youâd be coming to work early because you were haunted by your conscience~.â
âOh, no⦠I wasnât ⦠of the sortâ¦.â
âYes, thatâs right. Unless you donât want to go back to your older self.â
Maids have early mornings.
However, even among those maids who had early mornings, there was one who woke up earlier than the rest.
That would be Catherine Lane, the Ostracized Maid.
A year ago, she had tried and failed to uncover the disloyalty of her fellow maid, Ariana.
When she tried to accuse Ariana of stealing valuables from Master Ethanâs room while he was passed out due to the curse, the cunning womanâs maneuvering led to Catherine being framed for the crime herself. She lost the trust of her master and maids in the mansion, forcing her to live as Arianaâs servant for the past year.
The past year has been almost a living hell for her, as she has been forced to do all the dirty work with her companions, Ariana and Alicia. Itâs an understatement to say sheâs been overworked far more than the other maids.
âDonât do anything crazy again, and stay quiet. Iâll at least treat you like a pet if you listen to me.â
âUgh, yeah.â
âOkay, donât show off, and donât return to your older self. Thereâs no need to be embarrassed amongst our peers when we have our own subordinates now, right?â
ââ¦Yeah.â
It wasnât hard for Catherine to figure out the two people they were referring to.
She is a junior maid who entered with a yearâs worth of experience behind the two.
This meant that they had only recently been released from their apprenticeship and had just begun their official duties as junior maids. Arianaâs attention would now shift to them, not to her.
Them, of course, being Isabel and Lilith.
âIsabelâs a fast learner; I think she could be useful in many ways. What do you think, Catherine?â
âHuhâ¦. Eh, Ariana, I think youâre rightâ¦.â
âAs for Lilith, however, that bitch is a bit dumb, isnât she? She was pretty quick to believe the whole 4 a.m. to work thing.â
âHer stupidity makes her easier to exploit, so whatever.â
Part of her wanted to defend Lilith, but it was obvious that if she did, arrows from her former coworkers would be flying at her.
Despite her guilt, she couldnât help but go along with the absurdity of it all.
Already discredited by the theft of a year ago and the enormous debts she had incurred, Catherine was bound by a contract of servitude to House Blackwood and was ordered to accompany Ariana on any duty as a watchman.
She no longer had the strength or will left to help anyone else.
âLilithâs been preparing for two hours by herself, so she should have at least finished a sack or two of potatoes, right?â
âWell, whatever. Catherine can help if her work feels a little slow, yes?â
âYeah, well, sheâs the expert among us when it comes to working.â
âYeahâ¦. and if she canât do it all, I can help her outâ¦.â
In the end, Catherine realized that her position wouldnât change much if another victim were brought in, but she had no means to resist Ariana anyway.
Still relatively small compared to the two, she shuffled along, feeling the pressure from both sides and joined them in the kitchen to prepare breakfast, which would begin in three hours.
âLilith, are you in there?â
âUh, sorry~. I forgot and slept in a bit. Itâs been hard working without us, hasnât it?â
ââ¦â¦.â
The two of them casually walked into the dining room with their blatant lies.
Catherine followed silently behind them, her shoulders slumped, and Lilithâs voice, which she expected to hear from inside the kitchen, somehow wasnât heard.
âWhy is no one answering?â
âMaybe she realized you were lying and didnât come to work?â
ââ¦That foolish-looking bitch?â
ââ¦â¦.â
The three of them walked together to the back of the prep room, and the seriousness of the conversation dissipated as soon as they saw that the light in the back kitchen was on.
âWhat? Iâm working here.â
Creak.
âLilith, when your senior calls you, you have to answer. I donât know what the hell youâve been doing that you canât even respondâ¦.â
âHuhâ¦â¦?â
ââ¦â¦.â
The sheer volume of vegetables greeted them as they walked through the kitchen door.
The sight of hundreds of potatoes, onions, and carrots, all perfectly peeled, had the three of them mesmerized for a moment, and they couldnât help but stare at the sight.
This delayed their reaction to spotting Lilith sitting on the kitchen floor with a blank expression.
âLilith?â
ââ¦â¦ah.â
Hearing Catherineâs voice, Lilith stood up, keeping a straight face.
Her nonchalant demeanor made the three of them stare at each other, unsure of what to say. Lilith just calmly conveyed what she had to say as if she didnât care about their reactions.
âIâve prepared all the vegetables in the kitchen, seniors.â
âWait, all of themâ¦?â
âAll of them? No wayâ¦.â
âThe potatoes, onions, carrots, garlic, and other vegetables for breakfast, lunch, and dinner have all been prepped, seniors, so all you have to do is tell the chefs at the mansion that the ingredients are ready.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âIâm tired, so Iâm going to head out first. Good day, seniors.â
Amongst the women gazing at the sight of the mountain of trimmed vegetables, only Catherine noticed the subtle acrid smell wafting past her.
Itâs the second day after my duties changed from hospitality to the kitchen.
Once again, I arrived in the kitchen at 4 a.m. and looked at the pile of work that was waiting for me.
âOh, I want to dieâ¦.â
The pile of work was almost as big as the pile of vegetables I had chopped yesterday while chewing garlic in the kitchen.
This many veggies to trim meant I had to pop almost as much garlic in my mouth as yesterday.
Naturally, the memory of eating garlic for almost an hour and a half at dawn yesterday while holding back nausea came to mind.
I could still taste the garlic in my mouth even though I had rinsed my mouth thoroughly with Clean over and over again.
The only silver lining was that my maximum mana had grown noticeably compared to yesterday.
ãCurrent Mana: 202 / 202ã
The growth alone was ridiculous; I went from 21 mana max to almost 10 times that amount.
I was only level 2, and my maximum mana was already in the triple digits.
Even in my previous life, when I played Luminor Academy, I had never experienced such an insane growth rate.
In other words, I had been grinding the whole day yesterday with the pain of my guts being twisted.
I donât even know how many cloves of garlic I ate. I stopped counting after about a hundred cloves.
Eventually, I ran out of things to use Clean on, namely untrimmed vegetables, so I had to stop.
All things considered, the growth was definitely warranted.
Iâm probably going to do the same thing that I did yesterday.
âHaaâ¦.â
The problem was that as the mana cap increased, I wouldnât see the same growth as yesterday.
It would take at least four cloves of garlic to get a full 202 mana, so I would start from a different level than yesterday when half a clove of garlic was enough to refill my mana.
Of course, the decreased growth efficiency didnât stop me from eating those cloves.
The problem was that I had already prepped all the vegetables for dinner.
The senior maids, who had seen me chop over a thousand vegetables for three meals in two hours, had come to expect that I would do the same today. If I didnât do it as perfectly as yesterday, they would certainly be suspicious about the first dayâs chopping.
If I do it wrong, the suspicion might even extend to the part where I used magic to trim the vegetables.
At only level 2, it would be a disaster if it was discovered that I could use magic. I only had one spell I could use right now, Clean. Even if I maxed out my mana, I couldnât put it to good use for anything right now, so I still had to hide the fact that I could use magic somehow.
Luckily, the senior maids just assumed that I was quick with my hands and had gotten the job done and didnât seem to realize that I was using magic to clean the vegetables.
â¦Although one of the seniors, the shortest of the three, did give me quite the look.
Still, I wouldnât have been caught dead, and even if they had guessed that I could use magic, it was impossible to imagine that I would have used it to chop vegetables in the kitchen for over an hour.
All the while forcing myself to chew on poisonous garlic whenever I ran out of mana.
I didnât have to worry about getting caught because I was doing something completely out of character. That is, as long as it doesnât arouse the suspicions of the Blackwoods.
âIt really sucks that Iâll have to do this again and again, hahaâ¦.â
Iâd picked up the trick of simultaneous casting during my early morning magic training yesterday, so the time it would take me to do it wasnât a big deal.
Itâs just the fact that I have to cram almost the exact same amount of garlic into my mouth as yesterday thatâs bothering me.
Still, I couldnât let these vegetables stay as is, so I pulled a bunch of garlic out and started by using Clean to replenish my energiesâ¦
Rustle.
ââ¦â¦?â
I thought I heard something just now.
I stopped what I was doing, not wanting anyone to see me using magic, and quietly listened in the direction of the sound.
A moment later, a slightly louder sound came from the kitchenâs storeroom.
*Thud.*
ââ¦â¦.â
The sound of something heavy falling to the floor.
Since the sound was coming from the storeroom in the back of the kitchen, it was obvious that someone was in there. I had to check it out at least once before training to increase my mana.
There was no way I would use my magic on the vegetables if someone else was watching.
âFuuckkâ¦. What the hellâ¦.?â
Carefully holding the kitchenâs magic lamp in one hand and a sword in the other, I entered the storeroom.
Just in case any thieves or thugs broke into the pantry.
As soon as I opened the door to the storeroom, I shone the light inward, pushed the sword I was holding aside, and shouted warningly at the round silhouette created by the lamp.
âCoward, put your hands up! If you move, Iâll shootâ¦stab!â
As soon as it heard my voice, the ball-shaped thing started moving nervously in the darkness, and two short rods flashed into the air above the sizeable spherical silhouette.@@novelbin@@
âOh, no, I-I didnât do anything!â
Ah, shit.
Why is this asshole hereâ¦
âWell, I just came in because I was hungryâ¦. and suddenly the door opened, and someone came in, so I thoughtâ¦.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âSo, put that thing down in your hand⦠Wait, youâre my maid, right?! Oh, I am so telling Daddy!â
As soon as I saw the scrawny bastardâs face in the darkness, illuminated by the lamp, a string of expletives began to form in my head.
Ethan Richard Blackwood. Nicknamed Ethan the Lout Prince.
It was my first proper encounter with the fucking abomination.