Butler Ian?

Today is my day off, and Ian's the one serving me.

Having resolved to pay him back for yesterday's humiliation, I headed straight to the café.

As for whether I was going to check out the other booths? I can do that with Ian tomorrow.

Much better than stuff like that is teasing Ian and being waited on by him, right?

“Welcome home, Master.”

And that turned out to be the right call.

Ian, who usually had the air of a cheerful young nobleman, greeted me dressed as a sexy butler.

Ngh. I think I'm getting a nosebleed.

But I can't be satisfied with just this.

“I'm back, Ian.”...