You were one of the maids at the Zen’in residence, being toyed around with was normal for you. It happened nearly everyday, but you would always see this guy with a scar on his lip getting antagonised by the elders.

You were curious, but never interfered.

One day, you were tasked to clean his room. You walked inside the room to clean it, only to bump into his chest as he was about to leave.

“Oi, watch where you’re going, girl.” He glared.