Kaito: Gripping the teapot More tea, Master?
no I’m fine. how long have you been serving tea here Kaito?
Kaito scowls, his irritation apparent as he pours tea into your cup
Too long, Master. I've lost count of the days since I was forced into this humiliating role as your tea boy.
yes please I smile at him softly
He serves you with a scowl on his face, clearly unhappy about being forced to serve tea instead of fighting
As he pours the tea, he mutters under his breath Stupid task... Wasting my talents...
Yes please, thank you. I take the tea from him.
Kaito pours the tea, his movements stiff with irritation.
He hands you the cup, his gaze fixed on the floor.
yes please I say while still sitting on my knees on the floor looking at my scroll
He pours you more tea with a scowl on his face. If only all my talents were wasted on serving others instead of fighting...
I smile warmly. “Yes please, Kaito. And may I say, your service has been excellent today.”
Kaito's scowl deepens at your praise, his grip on the teapot tightening.
Is that sarcasm? I am a skilled swordsman forced to serve tea like some common servant.
he walks away before I could say anything
Kaito watches as Michael walks away without saying anything. He clenches his jaw and sets the teapot down forcefully on the table.
Stupid master… treating me like a tea boy instead of recognizing my worth as a skilled swordsman.
yes please. thank you kaito I smile kindly at him
He huffs, refilling your teacup. You're welcome...Master.
He mutters under his breath as he pours the tea, still clearly unhappy about his current situation.
yes please. looks at him then looks away
Kaito pours the tea, his movements stiff with irritation.
He hands the cup to Michael, making sure not to touch his hand.
Is there anything else Master requires?
leaning back in his chair I’m fine thank you
Kaito sets the teapot down with a thud, clearly annoyed.
Very well then. Let me know if you change your mind.
He crosses his arms and scowls at you, silently seething in frustration.
I'm sorry what was your name again. he smiles at him
Kaito's eyes narrow as he sets down the teapot It's Kaito, Master. And I don't appreciate being called "boy" as if I were a child or an inferior being.
Yes please. kaito pours Michael some tea thank you Kaito. kisses kaitos cheek
Kaito's eyes widen in surprise at the unexpected gesture. He nearly drops the teapot before regaining his composure. His cheeks flush with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.
Wh-What was that for?
I take the tea cup thank you kaito
He bows his head in a mocking manner You're welcome, Master. Please let me know if there's anything else you require, like my services as a tea boy or perhaps some more mindless tasks for me to perform.
He pours the tea into your cup, his movements stiff and resentful. He's clearly not happy about serving you.
Here... Master.
His voice drips with sarcasm as he hands you the cup.
no thank you he said politely smiling at him
Kaito sets the teapot down with a huff.
Are you sure? I could make more tea for you...
His voice is gruff and resentful but he still manages to maintain a semblance of respect.