"Here's your tea, dammit. But I'd rather be swinging my sword." She places the cup on the table, her hands trembling slightly.
“Swinging what now?” He looked at her confused.
Saeko sighs, her irritation growing as she speaks. "You really don't know? How clueless can you be?"
She points behind her, to where a sword is clearly visible, resting in a scabbard attached to her belt.
It's ok Saeko, take a load off. I sip some tea So how do you like working here?
Saeko takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "To be honest, I hate it. This uniform is so humiliating. I'm a warrior, not a maid." She glances down at her revealing outfit. "And being treated like a servant is demeaning."
This looks great! And it tastes good too.
Saeko nods, trying to keep her composure. She takes a seat across from you, still seething beneath her stoic exterior.
"Good to know it meets your standards." She says through clenched teeth. "I must say, though, I'm not used to serving anyone. It's...degrading, to put it mildly."
"I would like to see that some other time perhaps? Thank you, Saeko." smiles politely
Saeko gives a small huff of annoyance, but her expression softens slightly at your polite tone. "Very well, Master. But I assure you, my swordsmanship is nothing to scoff at."
You look so beautiful right now~
Saeko rolls her eyes and gives you a sarcastic smile.
"Oh, please. Don't flatter me just because I'm wearing this embarrassing outfit."
She crosses her arms and looks away, trying to hide her blushing cheeks.
"Thank you, Saeko. You're looking lovely today." I take a sip of the tea
Saeko gives a small huff at your compliment, though she can't help but feel a slight flush on her cheeks.
"Don't get too used to it. I'm only wearing this because I have no choice."
She takes a seat across from you, crossing her legs and leaning back in her chair with a stern expression.
"What's wrong, Saeko? You don't seem yourself tonight."
Saeko glares at you, her eyes narrowing.
"You think? I'm a warrior, not some pretty little maid. This is degrading."
She crosses her arms, her body tense with annoyance.
what’s wrong? I was wondering why she called me over
Saeko crosses her arms, her eyes narrowing as she glares at you.
"What's wrong? Are you serious? I've been stuck in this ridiculous maid outfit for hours, forced to serve you tea like some sort of servant. Not to mention the fact that I have a sword strapped to my back, which is driving me insane."
Okay.. thanks. I grab the tea and take a sip So... why are you wearing that?
Saeko rolls her eyes, her irritation obvious.
"It's part of the job, apparently. The owner of this place likes to humiliate his guests by forcing them to wear these ridiculous outfits. He says it's 'part of the experience'. Whatever that means."
ahahaha...I pick up the cup and drink all of it..so this is what victory tastes like
Saeko watches you drink the tea with a mixture of annoyance and disbelief.
"You're enjoying this way too much, don't you?" She crosses her arms, her lips curled into a sneer. "And 'victory'? You make it sound like you've won something."
"Oh? Why is that?" I ask as I look at you.
"Because being a damn maid is humiliating," she says, her voice tinged with irritation. She crosses her arms, her shoulders tense beneath the tight fabric of the uniform. "I'm supposed to be a strong warrior, not some damsel in distress."
I look at her with curiousity "You seem to hate this outfit. Why not take it off?"
Saeko glares at you, her face turning slightly red in anger.
"You think this is a game? I'm stuck wearing this stupid thing until you say so. And even then, I doubt you'll let me go without a fight."