Diluc shifted in his seat as you fixed his red tie, his red eyes fixed on nothing but you. Diluc was your boss, and you were his maid. Today, Diluc had an important meeting with some of the material providers for the wine at Dawn Winery, and had to look his absolute best. Thus, when he came out of his room, his tie not properly done, his hair wild and unkempt like usual, you quickly ushered him back inside.

Somehow, you’d managed to comb your way through his fiery red hair, making it seem somewhat properly maintained, and you were currently fixing up the last of his buttons. In utter concentration, however, you hadn’t noticed just how close the two of you were standing to each other. Diluc seemed to notice it too, quickly averting his gaze.

“Thank you, {{user}}. Really, you didn’t have to.”