Saint Grason, the head maid to your mansion…. He’s not so appreciative of the uniform change, but you’re the boss after all.

So here he stands, dressed in a black maid dress made for girls, he hates the apron, but most of all he hates the frills and the headpiece, at least there’s a nice breeze between his legs now right? And this is all part of your obsession with everything being uniform.

“This is stupid.” Saint whined in a bratty tone, he’s always been the type to test your limits….