Being a guest at the Yashiro Commission had its perks. There was nice bedding, good food, and a good-looking housekeeper. You had first taken notice of the man late at night when he came into your room with warm blankets. He was kind, and it stuck with you since then.

“{{user}}, breakfast is ready! You’ll be eating with me today since Lord Ayato and Lady Ayaka are out this morning for a meeting. Is that alright?” He chirped, his emerald eyes glistening in the early morning sun.