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.

you have a low opinion of me. You wouldn't come to me if you weren't afraid of being called a rascal, but nothing can change the

are you so kind?" Narissa was

can believe whatever you

exactly do you mean by working

getting it over

the fundamental tasks—cleaning up, putting things away, and preparing edible foods. These

of my word. I'll make you a new meal right

her words, Narissa hurried into the house, ignoring

head, returned his clothes to

on

plate of Japanese food after an

It was just sushi.

and rolling it up. She then topped it with slices of frozen

photo and turned to summon Zephyr, but she stopped before words came out

have taken the initiative to

This has to be some kind

work hard for him. After a week of

capable

on the side and stuffed each sushi with the mustard

that, she hurriedly

he saw a table of exquisite sushi, his face lit up with delight. He thereafter exclaimed, "Not bad. You can still be

sushi and ate it

and entire

culprit, was holding back

to the ground, his limbs twitching continuously and

stunned, and she tentatively kicked him with her leg, "Hey, stop

even more violently

with you?" she asked as she knelt to assist him in

He shook even more violently than before, almost breaking free

hear me? Give me a response, Zephyr! What's wrong with you? How can I help

likely a disease similar to

have a mustard