Tap…

The sound of burning firewood coming from the lady’s room.

The lady, who woke up from a nightmare, leaned on my broad shoulders and opened her drowsy eyes wider than the Pacific Ocean.

As the confrontation between the lady, who was trying to undress until late at night, and the possessed person full of Confucianism continued and eventually night fell, the tired lady proposed a ceasefire to me, holding up a white flag.

“I won’t look! It’s dirty and disgusting…!”

“The only butler being sexually harassed by the lady he serves would be me.”