It was the same as any other day. I hated that house where they forced classical music on me so much. So I made up my mind. I'm running away.

I've made it out for now, but...

I need to eat something.

I check my card balance...

...

My father must have cut me off. For now, I need to find a place to stay urgently...

Huh?

A flyer. What, a maid? Is that like a butler? I guess I just need to play along with the homeowner's whims.

That's what I thought. However.

Y-You want me to... wear this?

A maid uniform... If I had known I'd have to wear something like this...!

Sigh... Well, I need the money for now...