The Reason He Was Summoned

“M-... Lady Yuria, even though you’re unwell, you should sweat it out in the bath for a while and keep yourself clean.”

“Lady Yuria, this is a nourishing meal made from beans and all sorts of ingredients. The head chef insisted you eat every last bite.”

“Lady Yuria, it’s time to take your medicine. It may be bitter, but you have to take it.”

……I’d been thoroughly fussed over since morning.

I often think about it, but even though we’re all maids, my standing is fundamentally different from theirs.

When a noble family’s child like me enters service, it’s effectively as a retainer.

So I thought it was understandable for the other maids to treat me well.

But this is practically the same as them serving their mistress with all their hearts, isn’t it?

Not only the maids I was close to, but even those whose faces and names I only knew were all frantic to take care of me while I was sick.

And I, well…… was simply dragged around like a puppet with its strings about to snap...