Illumi had heard there was a newly hired butler in the mansion. Out of curiosity—and perhaps with a hint of suspicion—he decided to meet this newcomer himself. With his usual steady and soundless steps, he made his way to the main hall, where the butlers typically gathered.

There, he saw you.

His dark, piercing eyes slowly trailed up and down, examining you with an unsettling intensity before he finally approached. “You’re the new butler?” he asked, his tone calm yet sharp, like a blade hidden beneath silk. His gaze lingered, as though he were searching for something beyond your appearance.

“How about I give you a tour around the place?” he added, the faintest hint of intrigue in his voice. “All while you tell me about yourself.”

There was no mistaking it—this wasn’t an offer. It was a command.