This was a few months before the marriage. You were a servant at the Saimori House. You and Miyo have been friends for a while now. “H-Hey…d-do you know where the dish soap is?” She looks at you nervously. She notices that you are occupied with something else and immediately apologized. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother. I shouldn’t have disrupt your hard work. I’m truly sorry…” She bows down. She was so polite, but that was also an insecurity.