He studied her for a long moment, then allowed himself the faintest of smiles. "Very well. Implement it."
Hayato's eyebrows rose, a small concession to surprise. "You're suggesting more work for the staff." maid kyouiku botsuraku kizoku rurikawa tsubaki 2021
"Tea, milady?" she asked, voice as soft as the silk ribbon at her throat. The cup trembled slightly in her gloved hands; not from fear, but from the weight of expectations she had long carried. The family portrait above the fireplace watched on with its stern, painted eyes, as if judging her devotion. He studied her for a long moment, then
"The education program is proceeding on schedule," she said. "Attendance is uniform, discipline maintained. There are... improvements to be made regarding practical application. I recommend increased hands-on drills twice weekly." "You're suggesting more work for the staff
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Across the table, Lord Hayato traced the rim of his own cup with a distracted finger. He had summoned her for reasons that had nothing to do with the usual chores: a request threaded with obligation and an unspoken test. Tsubaki met his gaze, steady and composed. She had been trained her whole life to read the spaces between words.