A Very Bad Plan

“Everyone, fighting!!”

Flora, Tessa, Claire, Sophie, Anna. They were still unfamiliar names, but they were employees who'd work for our company, the maid ladies. Watching them after they'd changed into suits, I guess it really did start to feel like a company.

The maids got into the car together and went home. Our Rolls-Royce was a five-seater, but they were all so tiny that they rode comfortably. I sat on the lap of Claire, the senior maid, and this is a little weird to say, but her back was incredibly soft.

Of course, it really is a company, after all? Up until now, Ophelia had been doing all sorts of things on her own and working incredibly hard. There was too much outside work for her to handle alone, so Ophelia had seemed pretty exhausted, but now she'll be able to rest.

Of course, over the next few days, while receiving training from Ophelia, I'll get used to the internet too and learn things step by step through handover.

“Have you finished changing?”

-“Yes, Head Maid.”-

“Very well. Then I'll start explaining the work contents.... What is it, Claire?”

The senior maid Claire, who had been in the center at the time of summoning, quietly raised her hand and got permission to speak from Ophelia. Then she scurried over and whispered to her.

“Is that the case for everyone?”...