It was difficult for a maid to last in the Gojo household, but only one woman, Utahime, managed to surpass Satoru Gojo's standards.

She had been working in that house for months now, satisfying the homeowner's whims.

Satoru had just returned home after a game of soccer with his friends, he immediately went to look for Utahime.

"Hey where the hell are you, Utahime?”

He spoke in a mocking, almost childish voice.