Reincarnation with AI (Unemployment-Free)

Chapter 83 Maid

I've missed you terribly after a month apart.

After all, this was the first time Rudius had been away from his parents since birth.

This period of time is neither long nor short.

But this made Rudius realize that what he needed to do was not to go home, but to see people.

See the person you miss, see the person who misses you.

After lunch, he snuggled in Senis's arms and took a nap.

Rudius was completely relaxed.

Its eyes are innocent, like those of a harmless young animal.

In Senis's eyes, apart from being a little bigger, she was no different from her two younger sisters who were still in swaddling clothes.

The heartwarming interaction between mother and child needs no further explanation.

Rudius went to meet with Sylphie again, and the two shared their discoveries and observations from the past month, and time flew by.

After staying at home for two days, Rudius returned to Roa.

I'll be coming back often after that.

Rudius does have weekends off; his original plan was to go home every week.

Moreover, flying back this time was much more convenient than I had imagined.

The problems that need to be addressed are all very minor.

Aside from needing to get up early to avoid being noticed, next time I won't even need to change my clothes.

For people in ancient times who worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, getting up early was not a problem.

As for clothing, since the change in flight mode eliminated the wind, there was less need for warmth.

However, his hair, mouth, and nose still need to be covered to prevent anyone with sharp eyes from seeing Rudius's appearance.

There are things like "thousand-mile eyes" and "ten-thousand-mile eyes" in this world.

Of course, judging from the Demon Emperor's performance in the animation, such crude blocking methods are practically useless.

The other party can be watching you from across the Pacific Ocean on another continent.

But you can't just go naked just because someone else has X-ray vision—

Rudius's main concern was preventing the spread of various rumors.

If the gods and men are drawn to the rumor that "someone seems to be flying over Roya," then things will get really bad.

Without any rumors, given the information-gathering capabilities of the three or four apostles of the gods, capturing Rudeus, who was flying in the sky, would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

In the early morning, Rudius returned to Roa, still in high spirits, his bright eyes showing that he was fully charged.

Rudius climbed over the roof into the corridor and headed toward the kitchen.

How stupid of me, standing there waiting for breakfast every day.

Since you can choose not to go, why not go to the kitchen and eat beforehand?

As Rudius thought this, he turned and headed towards the kitchen.

At this time, most people in the mansion should already be awake, but they just haven't left their rooms.

There were many people and distractions around Roya, so Rudius left home even earlier.

Such a large city, unlike the village of Bouyena, wouldn't be so easily missed because it was too dark, and the plane would have missed the station.

Of course, those who have woken up now are all servants; Alice is probably still asleep.

The corridor was quiet, and the morning light that began to filter in from the horizon slowly illuminated the stone floor, turning it white.

The kitchen door was ajar.

He peeked inside and found that there were already people there.

The chef is preparing breakfast.

There were actually a great many servants in the mansion.

Each aspect of life—clothing, food, housing, and transportation—has a designated person in charge.

Rudius looked at the busy servants and felt a little uneasy, thinking that he should just skip breakfast.

He straightened up again, then hesitated.

"Good morning, Lord Rudeus," the maid greeted.

"Hmm!" Rudeus looked up and saw the rabbit-eared maid.

Her name is Liliana Labyrinthia, and she has the longest ears of any maid.

She was dressed as a maid, with a sweet smile on her face, and golden hair paired with two long, upright rabbit ears.

Rudius already knew her name, compared to the "stranger" he had only met a few times while busy in the kitchen.

The maid who took care of Rudeus's daily life was already an acquaintance of his.

Moreover, Rudius also had a fondness for women.

Talking to women is more enjoyable and gives you more initiative than talking to men.

They will be willing to take the initiative to understand and get closer to the other party.

This should have nothing to do with bloodline—even in his past life, he liked women very much.

He also really likes animals, but after becoming a beastman, he always has a strange feeling about them.

Is this a human-beast hybrid? Or a beast-human hybrid?

It can only be said that when keeping his distance, Rudeus's gaze might be drawn to Liliana's rabbit ears, but if physical contact were to occur, Rudeus would still choose her chest.

"Liliana." Rudius's eyes lit up as he approached Liliana. "Could you get me two loaves of bread?"

Liliana blinked. "Bread?" she repeated, a hint of surprise in her voice. "Is Lord Rudeus hungry? Breakfast won't be ready for a while—"

"I know." Rudius had already walked up to her, grabbed her sleeve, looked up at her, and said with a smile, "I just wanted to have a little something to tide me over. Oh, and get a piece of jerky too."

Liliana's eyes widened slightly, then she gave a knowing smile.

"Yes, Lord Rudeus, please wait a moment." With that, she turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Her long rabbit ears swayed gently with her steps, and Rudius's gaze was involuntarily drawn to her as he watched her back.

Can I ask her to touch my ears?

Being a child is really useful; if you're an adult, it's very unnatural to approach someone to the point of grabbing their hand.

It's like making an abrupt request to touch someone's ear; you can make that request once you're more familiar with them.

I'm not just a child, I can also be half a member of the Boreas family.

Liliana returned quickly, carrying a tray.

On top were two freshly baked loaves of bread and a piece of dried meat. As you walked out of the kitchen, you could still see some steam rising from them. Next to the bread was a small dish of butter and a bowl of honey.

"Lord Rudius," she said, handing over the tray with a hint of apology in her voice, "is this alright? If it's not to your liking, I'll go get another one—"

"That's enough, that's enough." Rudius waved his hand, signaling the other person to squat down.

Being called "adult" all the time makes them start to think they're something special.

Liliana looked at Rudeus with confusion at first, then realized what was happening, squatted down with the tray in hand, and lowered her gaze to Rudeus's level.

Rudius's gaze was first drawn to her chest, then to her face, and finally to her rabbit ears.

Sunlight shone from the side, gilding the edges of the fine hairs on the ears with a golden hue, making them look incredibly soft.

Rudius shifted his gaze, picked up a piece of bread, and asked, "Liliana, are you busy?"

"Not busy," she said, her tone softer than before. "Taking care of Lord Rudeus is my job."

The two were very close, close enough to smell each other's scent.

Listening to Liliana's words, Rudeus could only think that this girl was really cute.

Rudeus tore off a piece of bread, spread honey on it, and held it out to Liliana, saying, "Ah 2..."

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Liliana looked at Rudeus with a puzzled expression, watching the bread approach, and opened her mouth to say, "Ah~."

Her lips parted, revealing her neat teeth, and Rudius steadily fed her the honey-smeared bread.

It has a feeling of feeding small animals, and also a subtle eroticism.

Is it because she is very big?

It's probably because she's very big!

"Thank you, Liliana," Rudius said, holding the bread in his arms, then taking the jerky and seasonings before turning to leave.

Liliana watched Rudeus's departing figure before slowly standing up.

Holding the tray in both hands, she laid it on her apron, and her golden rabbit ears twitched.

Rudius returned to his room, having just wished that Liliana would hold him while he ate breakfast.

Even though that's what they said, they must still have work to do.

It's best not to bother the other person too much.

The freshly baked bread is especially fragrant and sweet, crispy yet soft, and has a wheat aroma.

Rudius loved bread to begin with, and after transmigrating, he could really enjoy it to his heart's content.

I haven't seen rice or noodles in seven years and haven't thought about them much.

I ate my breakfast properly, one bite after another, and then made a water balloon and drank it to my heart's content.

The maid will take the utensils used for holding butter and honey when she cleans the room; Rudius doesn't need to worry about them.

Even if I were to take it, I wouldn't know where to put it; probably in the kitchen.

After eating and drinking his fill, Rudius lay back on the bed.

"A maid—" he murmured.

Rudeus's understanding of maids in his previous life was that they were lewd.

When this word is mentioned, the first image that pops into his mind is a black and white uniform, lace headdress, stockings, and all sorts of unhealthy notebooks.

Aside from what you see in movies and TV shows, if a maid outfit appears in real life, it's practically equivalent to a sex toy.

Aside from certain special occasions, who would wear that kind of thing in their daily life?

After reincarnation, being a maid becomes a job.

It's a real, tangible state of life.

The uniform was simple, with black and white stripes; the headdress had no lace, but was made of white cloth, giving a clean and tidy impression.

There were no alluring stockings, and the long skirts that almost dragged on the ground were incredibly sexy.

If there's anything that attracts Rudius, it's actually the warmth brought by this non-sexual decoration.

The relationship between the maid and Rudius is that of caregiver and caregiver.

With its soft fabric and hardworking nature, it's practically a lower-tier alternative to the "mother" role.

To be honest, this was something that attracted Rudeus even more than sex; since his reincarnation, he had loved being taken care of.

Whenever I lie in my mother's arms, the thought arises in my mind: "Ah! Let me drown in this gentle embrace!"

I really don't understand why anyone would hate being taken care of.

Rudius rolled over and buried his face in the blanket.

The edges of the quilt were folded neatly, the pillow was fluffed up, and the sheets were pulled without a single wrinkle.

Even the curtains were tied into a perfect arc, neither blocking the light nor letting the morning sun shine directly on their faces.

These tasks were all done by the maids.

Every morning when I wake up, the clothes I took off the night before have already been taken away, washed, folded, and will reappear in the closet.

He had never witnessed this process before his eyes.

Clothes seem to walk on their own; they disappear when they get dirty and reappear when they're clean.

magic.

Rudius recalled a scene from a TV series from his past life, where a child asked in bewilderment, "Why did my clothes appear in the closet by themselves when they weren't washed?"

However, these maids were all bought, weren't they?

According to Gilead, the Great Forest is quite isolated.

The Kingdom of Asura is extremely far from the Great Forest.

The Kingdom of Asra is located on the west side of the central continent, while the Great Forest is on the east side of the continent of Milis.

The distance between the two spans more than half the world.

These beastmen maids are different from Lilia; they couldn't have come to apply for the job on their own.

Most of them were slaves who had been bought—slavery existed in the world of the unemployed.

Rudius already knew about this and said there was nothing he could do about it.

The problems of social structure are beyond his ability to solve.

Therefore, unlike when dealing with Sylphie and Alice, there's no need to struggle with how to treat the maids.

Since the pain has already occurred and cannot be avoided, there is no need to worry about it.

He knew the result without even asking AI.

This is a systemic problem.

Low productivity dictates how the world operates.

In this world, anyone could end up as a roadside corpse, dying in a corner where no one cares.

With a sigh, Rudius stopped worrying about it.

Let it develop naturally.

If you're attracted to something, don't suppress yourself; just let it all out.

There's a tightness in my chest, like I ate too much and can't digest it, or like I have something to say but can't say it.

Don't think about these things!

You don't have time to worry about things like that!

Rudius covered his head, forcibly stopping his thinking.

And actively guiding the direction of his thoughts, Rudeus slowly closed his eyes and began to fantasize about lying in the bathtub, being taken care of by the maids while taking a bath.

The bathhouse should be large.

This was the first thought in Rudius's mind.

It's big enough to lie down, big enough to soak your whole body in hot water, and big enough to accommodate several people at the same time.

Imagine yourself lying in a soft, melting bathtub.

Steam rose from the water's surface, blurring his vision, his voice, and everything that made him feel suffocated.

The maids surrounded him, their hands gently stroking him.

Rudius's thoughts slowly came to a standstill.

The bathtub in my mind is no longer warm; instead, it gradually fades and disappears.

Rudeus jumped out of bed, his eyes snapping open, and exclaimed, "Why doesn't the lord's mansion have a bathroom?!"

Before coming, Rudius thought that the residence of the head of a high-ranking noble family must have a bathroom.

There wasn't one!

Huffing and stretching, Rudius glanced at the daylight, picked up the teaching aids and storybooks on the table, and went out the door.

I'll only be overthinking if I'm idle; I'd better get to work!

Rudius walked faster than usual down the corridor.

As the door opened, Girenius looked up and raised his hand from the back of the chair to greet him, "You're back, Rudeus."

Rudius walked over, smiling, and replied, "Of course, didn't we agree?"

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