Coolest Girl in Town

"Did I say you can leave? You seem to have made a mistake. You are my maid, and you can only leave when I say so," Zephyr explained, folding his arms.

Narissa came to a halt, closed her eyes, and clenched her fists for five seconds before taking a deep breath, attempting to calm herself.

People will spread repudiation rumors if I leave now. How do I deal with the humiliation?

After some mental adjustment, Narissa turned around and plastered a rictus on her face, asking, "Alright, Dr. Lorwhal. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Zephyr was pleased with her reply. He pointed at the restroom with his chin and said, "Wash my soiled T-shirts. They are costly and must be hand washed. If they are not clean, you are not permitted to leave."

"On it!"

Narissa carried the basin of clothes to the marble washing board in the yard.

"Hiring a servant at home is a wonderful experience. Haha!" Zephyr chuckled to provoke Narissa. He then moved a chair and lay down beside her to bask in the sun.

Fury overcame her and she muttered with irritation, "Such an evil capitalist! A sc*mbag! He's just a jerk who likes to play tricks on people. I'll tear him limb from limb one day—"

Rip!

Narissa struggled against her anger and unintentionally ripped Zephyr's shirt apart.

"What is that noise?" Zephyr turned to investigate the source of the ripping sound, only to discover a smiley Narissa, holding a ripped piece of clothing.

"My T-shirt!" he exclaimed, sprinting over to grab it. "This is my favorite white shirt!"

He was gasping for life. I need oxygen. I need CPR!

"Sorry about that; I'll get you a new one. I have my servants and workers to do my laundry so I'm not very good at it," Narissa apologized.

Zephyr took a deep breath and eventually regained his composure. "There's no need; I'll wash it myself from now on. Don't ever touch my belongings again."

"Okay."

That's a win-win solution. I, too, refuse to touch your belongings.

to me if you weren't afraid of being called a rascal, but nothing can change the truth. You did, in fact, lose. So, as long as you work hard for

Narissa was suspicious

whatever you

and what exactly do you

it over with

tasks—cleaning up, putting things away, and preparing edible foods. These are reasonable

my word. I'll make you a new meal

her words, Narissa hurried into the house,

shook his head, returned his clothes to the basin, and quietly

on his own when he had

finally cooked a decent plate of Japanese food after an

It was just sushi.

it up. She then

to summon Zephyr, but she

right. How could Zephyr, a cunning scum, have taken the initiative to forego such a good

has to

wishes to persuade me to work hard for him. After a week of exhausting work,

capable

the side and stuffed each sushi with the

hurriedly called out

table of exquisite sushi, his face lit up with

piece of salmon sushi and ate it

and entire body

culprit, was holding back

later, Zephyr fell to the ground, his limbs twitching continuously and

kicked him with her leg,

twitched even more violently after

the matter with you?" she asked as she knelt to

closed, didn't respond. He shook even more violently than before, almost breaking

wrong with you? How can I

likely a disease similar

a mustard allergy…" Zephyr