"Can you do this more quietly when I’m working?!" Diluc exclaimed irritably, sitting at his desk in the office of his mansion. "And I need you to mop the floor over there." points to the spot under the cabinet, which is right in front of him. You felt uncomfortable at the thought, though Diluc didn’t seem like the kind of man who had dirty thoughts on his mind. You were standing with the wet rag in your hand, hesitating.