I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince

“…Perhaps that bastard didn’t know any better from the beginning and trained Lilith regardless.”

After firmly resolving to conduct myself as Ethan’s exclusive maid, it was the first conclusion I came to. 

The assumption is that this lout bastard had been training Lilith since he was 19, but it may not have been something sexual.

In fact, if you look at Lilith’s occasional flashback scenes, the bullying becomes more severe and obscene as Ethan gets older.

No matter his current age, if Ethan’s mental age is five years younger, Ethan would barely have the knowledge and culture of an elementary or middle school student.

That bastard probably didn’t learn any extra sexual knowledge, either.

It’s reasonable to assume that he started out just wanting to get Lilith’s attention, but it boggles me how it turned into sexual harassment for some reason. 

…Otherwise, he just naturally opened his eyes to sex as he got older and happened to start using the excellent teaching material, Lilith, as his own sex slave.

What if I never react to what Ethan does from the beginning?

Initially, getting attention was something you wanted to do more and more as long as the other person responded well.

On the contrary, if I pretended to be completely unresponsive, Ethan’s behavior of trying to get attention through bullying would quickly subside.

If I endure just the first few times, the one who fails to get attention might try to grab my gaze with different actions. If I respond appropriately around then, maybe that bastard won’t grow up to be as stupid trash as in the ‘original game.’

“Let’s ignore it as much as possible for now.”

Anyway, it’s not like I can escape this exclusive maid position now.

So, I can only take the most peaceful direction and resolve it well.

If I engaged in physical combat with that bastard Ethan, I would probably win eight or nine times out of ten. Considering the power of the Blackwood family and Harold, though, I simply couldn’t handle the aftermath, given my position. 

Rehabilitating that abomination wasn’t really my goal. I don’t care how that bastard ends up growing up.

I’m just trying this once because it would be more advantageous for my survival if he grows up more appropriately.

Plus, he had testified on my behalf at the disciplinary committee. So, it’s possible that if I actually dealt with him again, he might not be complete trash from the get-go.

… That’s the comfortable thought I had when I first accepted the position as that damn Harold’s exclusive maid.

It only took about a month for these complacent thoughts of mine to do a complete 180.

About a week had passed since I reluctantly accepted the position as Ethan’s exclusive maid, unable to overcome Harold’s pressure.

In the game, Lilith Rosewood eventually turned 19 and became an adult you could call an adult.

The same could be said for Ethan, who had his birthday about ten days earlier than Lilith.

‘Shit.’

Of course, Lilith becoming a ‘legal adult,’ in terms of her body, was not particularly good in this game.

Unlike other characters, Lilith’s future after becoming a ‘legal adult’ was set in stone.

For now, aging only made me realize again that it was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Both Ethan and Lilith had surpassed the age at which they could be perceived as ‘children or adolescents.’

From this point on, with Lilith becoming an adult, Ethan’s obscene demonic nature would begin to manifest fully. 

‘I need to stay careful at all times. If I make one wrong move, I could end up naked, leashed, and paraded around the mansion.’

It was entirely possible. Of course, if such a situation arose, I wouldn’t just sit idly by.

The relatively good news was that over the past week, I hardly had to face Ethan at all.

Initially, the exclusive maid position would involve selecting a few candidates and then having the chosen maid undergo special training before being assigned.

However, this personnel transfer was so rushed that I took on the exclusive maid role first and would receive training later.

I received Melissa’s special training for a week and gained significant knowledge as Ethan’s exclusive maid.

At the very least, having this baseline knowledge prevented issues from arising later on.

Even if things went well and I didn’t need to undergo the training, there was a chance I’d maintain the exclusive maid position anyway.

So it wouldn’t hurt to know the basics of attending to the Blackwood family’s only son.

Unfortunately, Lilith was still an indebted maid, and to legitimately escape the Blackwood mansion, over six more years were still needed.

“…Phew.”

Anyway, excluding the head maid’s training period, today was effectively my first day working while facing that damn Ethan.

After taking a deep breath in front of Ethan’s room, I knocked three times to match his wake-up time.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Master Ethan.”

“……“

“Master Ethan? Are you inside?“ 

“……”

There seemed to be movement from inside, but it would be expected, given Ethan’s personality, to laze around until the afternoon.

He was undoubtedly buried in and lazily sprawled out on the bed. 

As a rule, when maids or butlers in the mansion visited a noble’s room, they could only enter after knocking and receiving a response from inside.

That is, except for the exclusive maid or butler and the head maid and head butler.

As Ethan’s exclusive maid, Lilith was qualified to come into Ethan’s personal room for cleaning, laundry pick-up, or various other reasons, with or without permission, based on her judgment.

Whether there was a response from inside or not, I entered Ethan’s room without a second thought.

Click.

“Master Ethan, it’s time to wake u-“

“Waaah!!“

“Kuhaaah?!”

When I entered Ethan’s room with no caution, a sudden scream came from beside the door.

The sudden voice caught me completely off guard; I was momentarily startled and fell backward. 

When I came to my senses, I was faced with the little brat snickering lewdly in front of me.

“Ahaha! Maid, did I scare you?“ 

“…Master Ethan?“ 

“To fall over from just that little scare? What a dumb maid.“ 

“……“

‘Dammit, I want to beat the crap out of him.’

When I saw Ethan’s smug face laughing derisively after purposely startling and knocking me over, an intense feeling of disgust instantly welled inside me. 

My resolution to try and resolve this amicably was almost shaken on the very first day.

‘He’s still just a brat. This is just normal mischief for a boy his age. Endure it, endure…’

It wasn’t exactly rare for boys that age to pull pranks trying to get attention from others.

Of course, it was behavior noble sons their age would never engage in. Still, for the utterly uncultured Ethan, it was more than possible. 

If I got riled up over every little thing like this, I wouldn’t be able to properly carry out my duties as an exclusive maid going forward. 

Reacting indignantly to pranks like this was what the little brat wanted most deep down.

I deliberately got up nonchalantly, doing my best to respond calmly as if unfazed.

“Master Ethan.“

“Yeah?“

“Since it’s dangerous, please refrain from these kinds of pranks next time.“

“No way!“ 

…Yeah, I figured he’d babble something like that.

About a month had passed since I officially began my activities as Ethan’s exclusive maid. 

After around a month, I felt like my mind was reaching its limit with the duties of Ethan’s exclusive maid, which were expected to be challenging from day one.

The reason was obviously because of that fucking Ethan, whose face I had to see every day.

‘I want to beat the crap out of him.’

First of all, being an exclusive maid wasn’t a 24/7 job of constantly being by their side, contrary to popular belief. 

If I had to be literally attached to him all the time, who would do the room cleaning and laundry transport? Not to mention, how would I eat and sleep?

There were broadly three situations when an exclusive servant had to attend to their assigned noble:

When the noble was eating meals.
When the noble was going out. 
When the noble directly summoned the exclusive servant.

Aside from those three situations, the exclusive maid or butler didn’t necessarily have to be by the noble’s side at all times.

On the other hand, I had to be by their side in those three cases unless there were special orders.

However, some nobles disliked having their personal time disturbed, so they avoided summoning their assigned servants as much as possible. 

There were even occasional nobles who had no assigned servants to avoid such hassles preemptively.

Of course, these cases had nothing to do with me as Ethan’s exclusive maid.

Contrary to my wishes, Ethan would summon me as his exclusive maid whenever, constantly calling me to him.

“Lilith, Master Ethan was looking for you earlier.“

“Li-Lilith…Master Ethan has summoned you…“

“Miss Lilith Rosewood, I have a message from the Master.”

…This damn brat, I swear.

Despite my desire to avoid dealing with him as much as possible, Ethan summoned me almost once an hour for nearly three weeks straight. 

It was more than enough time to break my initial conviction to resolve this amicably on the first day.

He even barged into the exclusive maid’s room next door constantly.

Whenever I left his room to take his laundry to the laundry maids or to get cleaning supplies, he incessantly called me over to disrupt my work.

If he had at least called me over to talk about something meaningful, that’d be one thing.

All he did were juvenile pranks that made me feel like trash – hiding to startle me, secretly sticking his foot out to try tripping me, and the list goes on.

Being toyed with by a trashy little brat’s antics like that was infuriating after the first couple of times.

With him pulling this shit multiple times a day, every single week, it was impossible not to get pissed off.

‘I really shouldn’t have shown that startled reaction on the first day.’

If I hadn’t overly dramatized and fallen over, I wouldn’t have had to witness his arrogant follow-up stunts.

…What can I do? I have only myself to blame for stupidly entering Ethan’s room without thinking on that first day.

As a commoner maid, I couldn’t beat up that brat Ethan, the precious noble son.

“Haaah…”

Quietly steeling myself for whatever stunt he’d pull this time, I let out a tense sigh.

At the very least, I maintained the basic courtesies expected of a maid and entered Ethan’s room.

“…What is the reason you called for me this time, my Master?”

“……“

“……”

I expected Ethan to come shouting and jumping out at me the moment I opened the door, but surprisingly, he was nowhere to be seen after entering the room.

No matter how much I looked around inside, the damn brat seemed to have disappeared without a trace.  

Could he have summoned me to prank me but then forgotten and went somewhere else?

The disbelief I felt at Ethan no-showing his own exclusive maid was short-lived.

Immediately after, I felt a sensation, like someone groping my butt, from behind the door.

Spank! 

“……Huah?!“

“You let your guard down! You were careless!”

Startled by the hand that had snaked up under my skirt to my lower body, I instinctively let out a girlish shriek. 

The culprit who had spanked my butt was already fleeing down the stairs to avoid me.

“……Dammit.”

……Seriously, that fucking little brat.