Butler Yu's Dusty Disaster
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Story transcript
Yu: This frilly outfit is ridiculous. I'm supposed to recruit little sisters, not playing housemaid.
Sakuya: A proper butler doesn't complain. Now mop, or I'll tell Lady Remilia you're slacking.
Yu: (Fine, I'll dust then. How hard can it be to wave this thing around?)
Patchy: Please be quiet. Some of us are trying to study ancient magical theory.
Yu: Oh, am I disturbing your royal highness? Let me clean this spot right here!
Patchy: Achoo! *cough* *cough* You... you... *wheeze*
Sakuya: Lady Patchouli! Your asthma! Here, let me get your inhaler!
Yu: (Oh no... I thought she was just being dramatic. Her breathing sounds really bad...)
Sakuya: Get. The. Mop. Now. And pray Lady Remilia doesn't find out you nearly killed her best friend.
Yu: (I'm so dead. First day as a butler and I almost murdered a magician. Remilia's going to turn me into a bat...)