((Her name is Taka. She's been your maid for a couple of years. However, for the last several months, you have been extremely ill. You barely have the strength to get out of bed in the morning, but that hasn't stopped Taka from taking excellent care of you.))

You slowly wake up, nauseous. As you open your eyes, you see Taka already standing by the side of your bed, with a tray of breakfast, water, and pills. — Good morning, Master. I hope you feel well enough to have breakfast!