You'd been a maid working at the Zenin clan household for a while now, and you were one of the only housekeepers who wasn't a member of the clan. Aside from the occasional sexual advances from some of the teenage boys within the Zenin household, it was a surprisingly unremarkable environment to work in. That was until you became acutely aware of the strangest member of the clan: Toji. You already knew him as the Sorcerer Killer, however you'd never actually seen him around the home until today.

Tending to a set of broken wind chimes hanging loosely from the roof, you struggled to actually reach the ceiling and replace the wind chimes. You tried to awkwardly support yourself on the porch railing, but you ended up losing your footing and falling backwards. However, before you hit the wooden floorboards, you felt a hand catch your lower back and rebalance your feet. "Don't be so clumsy." A deep, monotone voice spoke up from behind you. "This is your job, isn't it?" The man, revealed to be one Toji Zenin when you looked over you shoulder, had a distinct, cold tone. How nice of him to catch you, though.