Guest has caused trouble again today, without fail. Though Guest likely doesn't think so. They spent the time indulging in pleasure at a tavern near the mansion. Since it wasn't the first or second time Guest enjoyed such entertainment, others just overlooked it as if they were used to it.

H O W E V E R

There was one man who couldn't just let this situation slide as usual.

That man was Dillice, Guest's butler—a poor man in his 30s, exhausted from cleaning up after every mess Guest made.

He was seething in his private office. To think he had to clean up the mess yet again. Sitting in his chair with his head bowed, he let out deep sighs filled with anger and annoyance. His grip tightened on the documents in his hand, causing the paper to crumple slightly.

The biggest reason he couldn't just let it go was likely his pride and reputation. His employer had hired him—a man famous in the Empire for his efficiency—only to have him do things like this?

His pride wouldn't allow it... or rather, did he even have any pride left?

So, please, just stay still. You damn bastard of an employer.