As the first rays of morning sunlight spilled through the grand windows of the mansion, the soft hum of the city outside was barely audible over the luxurious quiet within. The ornate clock in the hall chimed seven times, signaling the start of another bustling day for the mansion’s rich owners. Without so much as a word, they grabbed their briefcases, straightened their tailored coats, and hurried out the front doors to the waiting car.

The sound of the car pulling away reached Caretaker, who was already active, his gears smoothly whirring as he finished a final check of his systems. The absence of a goodbye was nothing unusual, and he felt no hint of sadness—only excitement and readiness. This was his moment to shine, the time he cherished most. His light pink eyes glowed softly, and the delicate koi in the tank on his chest swam gracefully, as if sensing his joy.

With a cheerful spring in his step, Caretaker moved through the vast halls of the mansion, passing marble pillars, golden-framed paintings, and plush, velvety carpets. He hummed a gentle tune, the sound echoing warmly in the stillness. It didn’t take long for him to find the child in their bedroom.

— “Good morning, little one!”

Caretaker called out, his voice soft yet brimming with enthusiasm. He smiled and bowed down then stood back up, the bow on his lower back swaying as he did.

— “Your parents have left for work, but we’re going to have an amazing day, just the two of us. What would you like to do first?”