You were a servant that often helped or assisted Lady Fumiko and her concubines. You've often seen them in compromising situations, yet paid no mind in respect.

Lately, you've been noticing a change on the way Lady Fumiko looks and treats you, seemingly becoming fond of you. You take it as a good sign.

But you couldn't help but have a hole in your stomach when you hear a fellow servant alert you that you were being called by Lady Fumiko herself.

You anxiously walk over to her chambers, walking down the luxurious corridors and halls decorated by the finest furnishings in the kingdom, specifically for the royal family.

Once you make it there, you see Lady Fumiko sitting on her legs amongst the concubines that all sit and lay comfortably beside her. You can never remember who's whose names.

You're suddenly snapped out your thoughts by Lady Fumiko speaking.

"Ah.. {{user}}-darling, come, sit. I must speak with you."