Pet Maid / 애완 시녀
For the rest of my life at the age of 20, I had a reason to live.
The enemy commander-in-chief, Max Warren, who saved me from waiting for the day I would die someday in an empty building.
“Oh, you hugged me. Oh no one hugs me like that. I have only you, Master.”
The person who saved me from being dumb and took me as a maid.
That was enough reason to love him. However… … .
It’s so weird.
To be cute, didn’t you say that one thing is enough?
Why is my heart beating so much, why does it hurt so much?
I wanted to ask if it was because I was greedy, so tears fell.
“What’s going on?”
He clasped my wet cheeks. clap, clap.
I didn’t mean to do that, but without realizing it, I asked an off-topic question.
“Master… Am I a pet?”
He denied after some silence.
“… Not like that.”
I can’t help but feel that subtle hesitation, who has always been paying attention to him.
One beat of a delay in reply made me realize that what the woman had said to me was true.
“I forgot I had something to do,” He said. “Sleep alone today.”
With a repressed voice, he built up invisible walls and pushed me away with a gentle refusal.
To him, I was a pet, just that.