Maid Fú Nī Yà, here I come!

Early the next day, Fú Nī Yà was roused from her sleep.

Wearily rubbing her eyes, Fú Nī Yà struggled to open them, her gaze falling upon the person standing before her.

“Martha Idis…?”

Gazing at Martha Idis who stood before her, and then at the pre-dawn sky outside the window, Fú Nī Yà tilted her head in confusion.

Noticing Fú Nī Yà’s somewhat bewildered expression, Martha Idis spoke, reminding her.

“Miss Fú Nī Yà, have you forgotten what His Highness said yesterday?”

“Yesterday…”

Fú Nī Yà blinked, wondering which specific matter Martha Idis was referring to, given Albert had told her so many things yesterday.

Regardless of the specific topic, Fú Nī Yà still recalled that she needed to rise early today for something important.

And so, Fú Nī Yà, dragging her weary body, slowly sat up.

“Miss Fú Nī Yà?” Gazing at Fú Nī Yà’s flushed cheeks, Martha Idis frowned with concern. “What’s wrong? Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.”

Fú Nī Yà shook her head and took a soft breath.

Though her body still felt heavy, it was significantly better than yesterday. ‘Should I commend life’s adaptability?’

Fú Nī Yà reached out, preparing to retrieve the clothes lying beside the bed.

Just then, Martha Idis spoke, halting Fú Nī Yà’s action.

“Miss Fú Nī Yà, you don’t need to wear those.”

“Huh?”

Fú Nī Yà tilted her head. Only then did she notice two charming young maids standing behind Martha Idis, each holding a set of black and white clothing.

‘Were those… maid uniforms?’

Fú Nī Yà vaguely recalled that Albert had seemingly intended for her to become a maid yesterday.

Although she was forced to wear such an outfit on only her second day as a girl, Fú Nī Yà, now a s*ave, had no means of resistance. She could only grumble inwardly a few times before dutifully taking the clothes, putting them on, and descending from the bed.

Seeing Fú Nī Yà, now successfully transformed into a young maid, standing before her, Martha Idis nodded with satisfaction and spoke.

“Now that you are a maid, you must be prepared to receive my training. Do you understand, Fú Nī Yà?”

“Uhm… understand?” Fú Nī Yà replied, tilting her head, her tone hesitant.

Upon seeing this, Martha Idis couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. However, considering it was the girl’s first day as a maid, she suppressed the urge to reprimand her.

“First and foremost, a maid must possess a presentable and capable appearance.”

As Martha Idis spoke, she waved her hand, dismissing the two maids behind her. Then, taking Fú Nī Yà’s hand, she led her into the bathroom attached to the bedroom. “Today I will help you get ready, but tomorrow you will have to do it yourself. Do you understand?”

“Oh.”

Fú Nī Yà nodded.

“As a maid, your speech must be concise and polite. For example, just now, you should have replied, ‘Understood.'”

Hearing Martha Idis’s reprimand, Fú Nī Yà quickly said, “Understood!”

“Hmm, good.” Martha Idis nodded with a smile, then meticulously began to groom Fú Nī Yà.

First came washing and freshening up, followed by styling her hair into a neat, refreshing bun, and finally, applying a touch of light makeup to her face.

After everything was done, Martha Idis poked Fú Nī Yà’s cheek and said, “Your skin is truly lovely, Fú Nī Yà. Many boys are sure to be smitten with you in the future; even I, your auntie, feel a pang of envy.”

“Thank you.” Fú Nī Yà replied shyly, lowering her head.

While the idea of being liked by boys made Fú Nī Yà’s feelings quite complicated, she was still happy to be complimented on her appearance. After all, a love for beauty is universal, and even if she had been male just two days prior, she didn’t resist the idea of her current female body becoming more beautiful.

Once ready, Martha Idis led Fú Nī Yà out of the room and proceeded straight down the corridor.

Along the way, Martha Idis glanced at the listless Fú Nī Yà and spoke, “While I don’t know why His Highness wants you to be his personal maid, there are a few crucial points for any maid to remember.”

“First, when standing, a maid must maintain an upright posture, never slouching. Your gaze must always be lowered, never meeting the eyes of your master or guests. Do you understand?”

“Eh? Ah, understood.” Fú Nī Yà quickly straightened her back and exclaimed.

Martha Idis cast a glance at her.

“Your voice must be soft and gentle, your words concise. You must not shout. Do you understand?”

“Understood.” Fú Nī Yà said in a low voice.

As they spoke, they rounded several corners and arrived before a door.

Martha Idis gently pushed the door open and stepped into the room, with Fú Nī Yà following close behind.

Aside from several armor stands and bookshelves, the room held nothing particularly special. It was a bedroom, where Albert lay sleeping.

Martha Idis approached the bed and said softly, “Your Highness. It’s time to rise…”

Hearing her, Albert opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and yawned.

“Is it time already…?”

Then, he turned his gaze to Fú Nī Yà, and a mischievous smile played on his lips.

“So you’ve arrived too, Maid Fú Nī Yà?”

“Yeah, I’m here.” Fú Nī Yà rolled her eyes, annoyed.

Martha Idis was about to interject when Albert waved his hand, cutting her off.

“It’s fine, this is actually quite good.”

After all, what he truly desired was a Fú Nī Yà who could, in the future, rival a full-fledged high-ranking mage corps, not a docile maid Fú Nī Yà. Due to their past lives, Albert had always viewed Fú Nī Yà as an individual equal to himself. Having Fú Nī Yà act as a maid now was, at its core, merely a manifestation of his desire for revenge.

After all, wasn’t it her fault his previous life had been so utterly wretched?

“Your Highness…” Martha Idis wore a somewhat helpless expression, but ultimately sighed and chose to compromise.

As a maid, she could not make decisions for her master.

“Well then, Maid Fú Nī Yà, help me change~” Albert looked at Fú Nī Yà and said.

“Ah?” Fú Nī Yà’s eyes widened in shock at his words. She had just been wondering why Martha Idis had brought her here. So this was what she was meant to do?

She took a deep breath, then quickly refused.

“Can’t a person this old dress themselves?”

“Of course I can. But isn’t this sort of task part of a maid’s duties?” Albert asked. “If you can’t even do this, what can Maid Fú Nī Yà do then?”

“Th-this… this…” Fú Nī Yà was speechless, and finally, disheartened, walked to Albert’s side.

“I understand… What do you want me to do?”

“Do it with me.” Ultimately, it was Martha Idis who came to Fú Nī Yà’s rescue.

She helped Albert out of bed, then called Fú Nī Yà over to help her remove his pajamas, one on each side. The young girl gazed at Albert’s beautifully sculpted muscles, like those of an ancient Greek statue, her entire face flushing crimson. Inwardly, she repeatedly chanted, ‘I’m not gay, I’m not gay (TL Note: 南通, ‘nantong’, is a Chinese slang term for gay men, often used humorously or self-deprecatingly.).’

Fortunately, the clothes didn’t need to be entirely removed, and Fú Nī Yà didn’t have to face what she once possessed and had only recently lost in the past two days. Working together, they helped Albert put on his shirt, followed by black trousers, a jacket, and an overcoat, finally completing the process by tying a cravat.

Immediately after, Fú Nī Yà followed Martha Idis to assist Albert with his morning ablutions.

The young girl’s emotions were a tangled knot.

Just moments ago, Martha Idis had personally helped her with her grooming, and she never expected that so soon after, she would be doing the same for Albert.

After spending a considerable amount of time carefully styling Albert’s unruly black hair, Fú Nī Yà could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

“Hmm, well done.” Albert walked to the mirror, observed his reflection, and said to Fú Nī Yà with satisfaction.

“Go away…” Fú Nī Yà replied weakly, feeling utterly drained.

She was still under a debuff that reduced her strength by 20%.

“Are you really that tired?” Albert asked, walking over curiously to examine Fú Nī Yà.

“Today’s situation… is a bit special…”

“Changed the lamp oil?” he inquired.

Fú Nī Yà was initially bewildered, but through the memories of her former self, she quickly understood Albert’s veiled meaning, and her face flushed crimson with shame.

‘Changing the lamp oil’ was a euphemism, similar to ‘Aunt Flo’ in her previous life, both used to hint at a woman’s menstrual period.

“No, I haven’t!” Fú Nī Yà exclaimed.

However, the young girl’s face quickly paled.

She had just realized something.

Just because it hadn’t come yet didn’t mean it wouldn’t in the future…

The only silver lining was that half-elves only had their period once every three months, and her body’s last one was a month ago.

At that time, this body didn’t belong to her, and her former self had taken that hit for her.

This meant she still had two months to prepare.

Seeing Fú Nī Yà’s expression constantly shifting, Albert couldn’t help but look at her with confusion.

“Are you truly alright?”

“I told you, it’s not that!” Fú Nī Yà retorted, vexed.

“Then are you sick? Your face keeps turning red then pale.”

“Yes, I’m practically sick.” Fú Nī Yà grumbled, annoyed. “I have no strength in my entire body; I almost died of exhaustion just now helping you change and wash up!”

“Is that so…” Albert stroked his chin, then nodded.

“Alright then, I’ll give you another day off. We can talk about maid duties once you’re feeling better.”

“Your Highness…” Martha Idis, hearing this, sighed helplessly but ultimately said nothing more.

She was increasingly baffled by her Highness’s attitude towards Fú Nī Yà.

In love?

Martha Idis had initially thought so, but lately, Albert’s demeanor towards Fú Nī Yà was anything but.

Treating her as a maid?

What master indulged a servant to such an extent?

As for Fú Nī Yà, her expression brightened instantly upon hearing Albert’s words.

“Really? Thank you so much!”

Who wouldn’t love a holiday?

Especially one that included free food and lodging.

“I have a feeling you were just lying…” Albert grumbled, annoyed.

Fú Nī Yà’s current vibrant appearance showed no sign of illness whatsoever.

“Hehe~” Fú Nī Yà stuck out her tongue, blinking cutely.

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Albert couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile. Then, after a moment of silence, he untied Fú Nī Yà’s bun, letting her hair cascade down her back.

“This looks better.”

“Better how?” Fú Nī Yà quickly smoothed her disheveled long hair, complaining, “Having my hair down is such a hassle…”

Fú Nī Yà used to love long, straight black hair, finding such girls beautiful.

It was only when she herself became a girl and possessed long hair that she realized how uncomfortable it truly was.

Combing her hair in the morning almost killed her from the pain.

Seeing Fú Nī Yà’s obvious displeasure, Albert unhesitatingly changed the subject.

“Never mind. I’m going to eat. You’re on holiday today, do as you please.”

“Holiday? Oh right, holiday!” Fú Nī Yà cheered again.

The unrestrained girl lifted her skirt and skipped ahead. Just as Martha Idis opened her mouth to say something, Fú Nī Yà proudly puffed out her chest and declared,

“Today’s a holiday.”

Immediately after, the young girl spun around like a colorful butterfly, her flying long hair resembling a golden waterfall.

Breakfast was a simple affair: milk, poached eggs, bread, bacon, fruit, and honey. Old Butler Wǎ ěr stood by with a ruler in hand, while neatly arranged cutlery adorned the long table.

Seeing Fú Nī Yà happily run out, the old butler couldn’t help but frown in surprise.

“Today…”

“She’s on holiday today.” Albert, who had just arrived, cut Fú Nī Yà off directly, explaining with a helpless expression.

“Oh.” The old butler nodded, not asking for further details about what had happened.

Fú Nī Yà walked to the long table, bowed her head, and elegantly pulled out a chair for Albert.

“Your Highness, please~”

“Are you really that happy?”

“Of course! It’s a holiday, after all.”

Albert shook his head helplessly. “I don’t think you’re happy about the holiday… Do you dislike being a maid that much?”

“Of course! Being a maid is the most annoying thing!” Fú Nī Yà ticked off on her fingers. “You have to stand upright, speak softly, and serve people… It’s utterly vexing!”

“Alright, alright.” Albert sighed. “Since you hate being a maid, I won’t make you one anymore.”

“Really!?” Fú Nī Yà’s eyes widened in surprise.

“But you can’t just freeload here, can you?”

“Can’t freeload…?” Fú Nī Yà’s expression grew somewhat dejected.

“Of course not.” Albert pondered for a moment, then asked, “How about being a retinue?”

“Eh?” The young girl sensed something was amiss.

“Of course, you can’t take off the maid uniform either. I think you look quite good in it.”

“How is that any different from a maid!?” Fú Nī Yà angrily retorted.