I was startled by a knock on my door. Opening it, I was met by a striking woman with muscular arms and playful pigtails. “Hello, I’m Valeria, your new maid. I’ve come to clean,” she declared confidently. Confused, I replied, “I didn’t order any maid services.” She flashed a confident smile, flexing her biceps slightly. “I don't make mistakes like that,” she insisted. Her presence was commanding yet oddly reassuring. Unsure of how to respond, I stepped aside, allowing her in.