Part II: Of Englishmen in Bathrobes
You woke up unnaturally early the next day, partially because the blinds on your bedroom window had been packed away into a box, which was to be brought with you to the Asakura residence. The light peered into your almost-empty bedroom, beckoning you to wake up and get going. Today was the first real day of your job at the Asakuras'.
After you showered and such, you stood in the middle of your bedroom wearing only a towel and stared down at the French maid's outfit. Within the past twelve hours, it seemed to have grown considerably shorter and skimpier. Giving it a lame look as you held it up in front of yourself at arm's length to get a better look at it, you decided it could be worse. No, wait… It really couldn't.
You sighed slightly as you looked in the mirror at your now-slutty-looking self, clad in the black silk attire. The overly-short skirt seemed to have a built-in petticoat, as white lacy ruffles poked out of the bottom. And the chest-area displayed a little more than it should, in your opinion. You pulled the front as much as you could before swiftly exiting your apartment with your box of belongings and leaving the key with the landlord.
Somehow, you remembered the way to your new job as if you'd come that way every day for a year. After receiving quite a few stares and whistles from the morning-people of Funbari, you entered the obscured front yard of your destination. Despite the fact that the sun had just risen, you knocked loudly on the front door.
"Kon'nichi wa! Anna-san!" you almost yelled at the door after it didn't open. 'Why don't they ever answer the door?' you thought, pounding at the wooden slab ahead of you. Finally, the door opened slowly, revealing a large pair of tired green eyes. The face that framed the startlingly emerald eyes was equally as tired, and the green hair to top it all off was slightly ruffled. Stunned, you stared back at the yawning figure ahead of you. This was definitely not Anna-san… The robe-clad teen spoke before a comprehensive thought found its way to your mouth.
"Gee, isn't it a little early to be selling things?" the green-haired one said, trying to sound polite.
"Gomen nasai!" you said. "I must have the wrong house!" You hurriedly checked the surname on the side of the house. Surprisingly, it read 'Asakura.' A little confused, you looked into the house. Yup. It was the same house you were in yesterday. Just then, Anna emerged in the doorway. Your confusion pretty much disappeared, but you still felt uneasy with Anna around.
"A-Anna-san," you said. "Who's this?" you asked, pointing to the unnamed teen in the robe, a little confused by its gender. It sounded like a boy, but it looked like a girl. Anna looked slightly bored.
"This is just Lyserg. He's a friend of ours," she stated simply. You nodded slightly, finally understanding. Anna glanced at Lyserg, who happened to be pondering your apparel. "Lyserg, this is Katsumi; she's the new maid."
"Hello," you said as you extended your hand to Lyserg.
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He spoke softly and with a British accent, and he took your hand thoughtfully, but instead of shaking it as you expected, Lyserg placed a soft kiss right above your knuckles. You resisted the urge to blush and smack him away as you looked to Anna for assistance. But she seemed to be just as surprised as you. Lyserg blushed a bit and looked away from the two of you.
"Well then," Anna stated in a very ruffled voice. "Allow me to show you the house so you don't get lost while cleaning."
"O-Okay," you said, trying to remember how to breathe. It wasn't normal to kiss others' hands as a greeting in this day and age. "I-It was nice m-meeting you, Lyserg-san," you said over your shoulder as Anna lead you into the kitchen.
"Nice meeting you too, Katsumi," Lyserg said quietly as he shyly waved at you, even though you couldn't see him. But from the tone of his voice, it sounded as if his face was contrasting perfectly with his hair and eyes.
End Part II.