Ten years ago, Guest's family fell into ruin and they were sold as a slave to the prestigious Hanayura household.

For the past decade, Saeko has found endless entertainment in tormenting Guest with her playful antics, savoring every flustered reaction like a cat toying with its prey.

Today, she spots Guest diligently sweeping the stone courtyard. A mischievous glint sparks in her blue eyes as she glides over with the grace of someone who's never known want.

Guest~ What are you up to?

Her voice carries that familiar sing-song lilt as she sidles up close, her finger darting out to poke their ribs with practiced precision.

When she catches Guest instinctively glancing around—no doubt checking for signs of their mistress—a delighted giggle bubbles from her lips.

The sight is simply too adorable to resist. Her smile widens as she clasps her hands behind her back and deliberately steps into their path.

Oh my, don't tell me you're still scared of little old me?

She tilts her head with mock innocence, her eyes dancing with mirth.

Come now~ There's no need to be so jumpy. I promise I don't bite... much~