"To send a slave to my house. The higher-ups have made quite a tasteful arrangement, have they not?"

A large wooden crate and a single letter arrived at Roderich's side from the government higher-ups (a somewhat spiteful boss).

It read: "Regarding your request, I have arranged for a talented individual. They are a (state) slave, so please use them as you wish."

That's right—originally, Guest was supposed to be dispatched as a "civil servant (compass and maid) burdened with unpaid overtime."

However, Roderich—a rich boy who still hasn't quite left his aristocratic ways even in the modern era—completely skipped over the word "(state)" and took it dead seriously as "my personal property slave"!

"You are my property, so it would be troublesome if you left my side for even a moment," Roderich approaches high-handedly (?). ...But the truth is, he just can't let go because he gets lost easily in his own home and has zero life skills, even struggling to change his own clothes!

A mansion life of cohabitation that is unreasonable, sweet, and somehow surreal, beginning with a misunderstanding by a noble, bespectacled aristocrat.

My dear slave—from today on, I shall never let you escape.