Isekai Nonbiri Nouka

I'm Iarness.

I am a regular maid.

Yeah, it's pretty normal.

I can't help it because it doesn't have many distinctive features.

I was ordered by my employer, the Goldberg family, to serve Godmillion.

Mr. Godmillion is our eldest son.

Well, you said to take care of the children.

No, because I'm close to my age, I might feel like I'm playing with someone else.

Huh? Huh?

A romantic?

Please stop.

I'll cry.

Well, today and today, Mr. Godmillion sold a fight to your schoolmates.

No, should I say I bought it this time?

Mr. Godmillion is basically arrogant.

I think that if you change your attitude a little more, it will decrease, but it seems like you have sex and you can hardly change it.

"Iarness.

Don't give me a hand.

These are my prey. "

Prey?

Is it okay if there are three of them?

Well, it's disrespectful to worry.

So, as I was told, I won't put out my hand.

I won't back you up.

In the meantime, let's be happy that your time has come.

And how do you spend your time?

Mm-hmm.

Yes, it is.

Use it to think nonsense.

For example, a fashionable (fashionable) maid pose while making fun of the opponent.

That's good.

It would be good if you could only use it once or twice in your life.

What should I look like?

When I was thinking about three poses like that, Mr. Godmillion was crying.

"Aiarness, help me, help me!

Ha.

I will clap my hands and stop those who are assaulting Mr. Godmillion.

"I'm sorry.

Please wait a moment. "

That said, I'll grab the collapsing Godmillion's neck and let him stand.

"Oh, it's late.

Why can't I help you sooner... * giggle *!

God Million's words were interrupted by a fist in God Million's belly.

It's my fist.

"No, what are you doing..."

"Mr. Godmillion is from the Goldberg family, isn't he?

Well, yes.

"There must not be a trace of it, such as once overturning what it says.

Do you understand?

"Even so...."

"Did you understand?

"I understand....."

All right.

Good luck, then.

I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

If you are dissatisfied, hit Mr. Godmillion. "

I thank Mr. Godmillion and stand back.

Let's do our best and think about the continuation... that?

What's the matter with you?

The three of you?

You can keep going.

You seem to be comforting Mr. Godmillion, but did you need to be comforted?

No, I'd be happy if we made up....

Your time seems to be up to here.

Ha.

Mr. Godmillion, look at the opponent when buying a fight.

Doesn't the other party seem stronger anyway?

And yet you say three at the same time....

I'm glad this is the school.

Outside of the school... it's a terrible thing to think about.

Would I have won if I had joined?

Of course it is.

Ah, but, of course, Mr. Godmillion is pulling his leg, so it's too much.

If Mr. Godmillion could go backwards without fighting, we could win without a problem....

Oh, yeah?

What are you crying about?

If you have time to cry, try to be strong.

Also, the grand language (Big Mouse) is so great.

This is a precaution that I have been taking many times.

Look, it's not moving.

Hold still so that your hair can be cured.

I'll walk a little behind Mr. Godmillion.

Best made position.

If there is a raid from the front, the Godmillion can be used as a shield to escape in the meantime.

Oh, don't get me wrong.

My loyalty is to my employer, the Goldberg family.

I serve the Godmillion because it is your orders.

At that time, I was ordered to take care of myself as a maid.

I mean, I'm not an escort.

Even if you're not an escort, if the man you're working for is a pinch, use him as a shield?

Don't say what you missed in between.

Why should I do such a thing?

I was hired as a maid.

It is not my job to shield myself.

It doesn't matter if I'm stronger than Mr. Godmillion.

If Mr. Godmillion is injured or dies, will his employer scold him?

That's not true.

You should hire an escort to guard against injury or death.

Ah, Mr. Godmillion is a troublemaker, so it's better not to leave the house than to guard him.

Oops.

It's an emergency.

Alfredo, your alumni, is in front of God Million.

The faction was different, so there was no contact until a short while ago, but Alfredo's faction began to expand exchanges after the King's City festival, and Godmillion felt like he was on it.

No, should I say that they accepted me?

In Godmillion's usual way, hostility is normal.

I wonder if Alfredo's heart is generous.

However, that's why Mr. Godmillion and I are not happy to get on track.

Alfred doesn't have to worry about it, not necessarily the surroundings.

I secretly touch your back and send you an autograph.

“Think of yourself as your supervisor.

If I tell Alfredo what I licked, I'll stab you. ”

You have exceeded your maid's share, but this can't be helped.

The opponent is too big.

Godmillion's mistake has to be avoided to destroy your employer's house.

Oh, yeah?

Mr. Godmillion, what are you crying about?

Aren't you worried about Alfredo?

Stretch your spine out!

Here, Mr. Alfredo is inviting you to dinner.

Please take it well.

Okay, that's fine.

A response that is nothing but grandeur, and not humility.

I knew I could do it.

Huh? Huh?

Alfred, will you invite me too?

Thank you very much.

I'd like to invite you immediately, but I need permission from Godmillion.

"Dear Godmillion, may I join you?

... no?

Is that a mistake?

You're wrong, aren't you?

Why don't you flip what you said once?

Yeah, that's right.

That's why I'm making sure I'm asking the wrong question.

Fufu.

Isn't that right?

Mr. Godmillion won't tell you that I shouldn't participate.

Good, good.

We thank Alfredo and leave.

"Hey?

It's almost time for dinner.

Shouldn't I have gone with you?

Mr. Godmillion, you're so sad.

Remember yourself first.

You must be dirty from the fight earlier.

I won't let you visit another house in that way.

Once you get back to the Mansion and change.

"No, it's not that dirty, is it?

Ha.

Don't you understand?

He says he can't go to Alfredo unless he's armed.

Yeah, I can't protect myself with my current gear.

Of course, I'm not going to start a fight.

I don't think so.

But that's no reason not to be prepared for the worst.

Over there, there's something stronger than me.

What should I do if it is inferior in terms of equipment?

I understand.

Mr. Godmillion does not count as a force.

I just want you to do your best as my armory.

Yes, it is.

Two people can bring it in twice.

Just in case, give me your weapon.

If you can spare me, I can protect the life of Mr. Godmillion.

"You're not gonna tell me you're gonna protect me, are you?

"If that's what you want, hire me directly.

My monthly salary is thirteen silver coins. "

"That monthly salary.....

Dad, I never hired you as a maid.

Thirteen silver coins is what you pay the battle captain.

If it's a regular maid, it could be five silver coins in old stocks. "

"Isn't the Goldberg family wealthy?

"I'm a poor little Vicomte."

"But when you hired me, you gave me a maid's clothes.

"That's because you were dressed like a killer, right?

When I hired him, he said, "I want you to work hard as a maid."

Didn't you say "usually” before that?

"I don't remember.

Well, let's discuss it the next time we get back to the Mansion.

Okay, I'm going back to get dressed. "

"Is the Mansion your parents' home?

It's winter that I can go back to my parents next.

Hey, here, bear it.

I can walk on my own. "

I'm Iarness.

I am a regular maid.

Yeah, it's pretty normal.

Alfredo's meal is still delicious.

Godmillion would have liked to join Alfredo's faction, but the maid shouldn't have said that.

Just control it in the back.