I looked down at our hands, awkwardly blinking because honestly what else could you do when the young goddess just randomly decided to take your hand and held it endearingly like she was about to confess under the school year rain?
"Oh… Cory."
Hailie's voice came softer, quieter, and more careful, as if she was looking out for my feelings.
"I hope you're not feeling down about Anshur… Um, I heard big sis picked a really kind butler for you, he'll be arriving next morning!"
Hailie was blissfully unaware that Anshur was half my problem, so adorable of her, I thought. But then I squinted.
"A butler?"
A man, and not a woman? A man will be walking in and out of my room at random intervals, washing my underwear, changing my mattresses, waking me up in the morning with a forehead kiss?
"Yep! I've never met him but Eirlys said he's very kind."
With that reassurance, I just smirked and nodded. I guess I shouldn't question professionalism in the rich society.
