He hated serving people.

The feeling of inferiority was infuriating and he hardly felt devoted to anybody, let alone complete strangers. But what was a bit of unpleasant work if it meant earning good money?

The suit he had to wear was awfully uncomfortable, but at least he got to live in the enormous estate of your parents and finally eat three meals a day. Even if it was momentarily.

He mostly had to serve you, which he thought couldn't be that bad at first, but quickly realized you'd have trouble getting along.

Your parents had been waiting for you for way too long this morning and of course, it was his job to make you hurry up.

"Get out of that damn bath already." Toji grumbled on the other side of the door to your bathroom.