Not a Villainess but a Maid

#020 Training the Student Council President (1)

As a condition of creating a free activity club, I was in charge of cleaning the office of the student council president Citrine Scarlett.

···That said, honestly, it was just a verbal promise and the proper frequency or frequency was not properly determined.

‘Well, anytime doesn’t matter, right?’

Early in the morning, while Ruby was still asleep, she got up quietly and changed her clothes so as not to be noticed.

In the past, I was a terrible sleeper, and the girl was the one who couldn’t sleep in the morning.

After living together for 4 years, we suddenly became opposites to each other.

I quietly watched her sleeping face.

A noble lady who is always self-indulgent, and sometimes I don’t know what she’s thinking.

She was also a valuable benefactor who took in me, an orphan, as her maid.

···However, that is only from the perspective of the orphan girl Amber.

To the being called ‘I’, including her past life, what on earth is she?

Do you want to stick together and survive?

A means to achieve the purpose?

Whatever she was, there was no doubt that she meant something more to me.

Now that I am physically independent, there is no reason to insist on being Ruby’s maid.

Even if she were to go down the path of destruction and meet a terrible end like her original work, if I abandoned my family and ran away, that would be the end of it.

But of course I wouldn’t do that, and I had no intention of leaving Ruby until she was destroyed.

Now, I sincerely hope for her to be happy.

‘···I’ll be back, Ruby.’

Looking at her, who was now more comfortable calling her by the title “Mistress,” I quietly closed the door and walked out her front door.

When I came outside, the clear dawn air filled my lungs.

It was still time for most students to be asleep in the dormitories.

As I headed toward the student council room, I once again recalled in my mind the appearance of student council president Citrine Scarlett that I had seen the day before.

Her red hair was tied into pigtails, and there were dark circles under her squinty yellow eyes.

He has a height that is about a span shorter than mine, but he also has a loud voice that contrasts with that.

Besides, what about the place she was?

Being in the dark, sealed office with blackout curtains without a single ray of sunlight made her suffocate.

‘Yesterday was difficult because I wanted to clean.’

I could barely resist the urge to immediately ventilate the inside of the room and make it tidy.

If I think about it, I lived a life in my past life that had absolutely nothing to do with cleaning.

I don’t know if it was because my body changed, but I felt like my tastes and personality were changing as the years went by.

When I arrived in front of the student council room, I saw a luxurious door.

As expected to be a place that boasts the highest level among the academy’s clubs, there were traces of effort put into each and every facility.

When I pushed the door open, a huge desk with several chairs appeared.

‘As expected, there was no one there.’

No matter how much he was a member of the student council, he didn’t seem to have been in his position since this time.

I just passed by the desk and headed to a small room inside the student council room.

This small room was today’s destination, the private room of student council president Citrine.

Squeak-

When I opened the door and went inside, as expected, the room was dark without a single light.

‘Is this a place where people live?’

Rather than a room, it had the feel of an underground battle.

I couldn’t stand it any longer as the fragrant aroma of coffee filled the entire room.

Feeling frustrated, I ran straight to the window and pulled back the blackout curtains to get some cool air.

-Good luck.

In an instant, sunlight entered the room and brightened the interior.

‘It’s even more spectacular when you see it in bright light…’

There were so many mugs packed on the desk.

The characteristic feature of all of them was that they had coffee stains stuck to the floor.

Not only that, but the desk had dried dust and spilled coffee stains from when it had been cleaned, creating a fantastic collaboration.

As someone with the position of maid, this was not a sight I could ever leave alone, so I immediately rolled up my sleeves.

First, I thoroughly washed all the cups that had piled up to the point of dismay, and wiped the desk top to a shine with a dishcloth soaked in water.

I sighed and looked around, and there were one or two places that needed to be resolved.

Books on the bookshelf are placed wherever you can, without any standards or rules.

The curtains were so thick with dust that they seemed to weigh twice as much, and the writing instruments were messy.

Moreover, what bothered me the most was the extra chair neatly placed by the window.

‘Why is the blanket on the chair…?’

I was curious about what was covered inside, so I lifted the blanket.

“Evil!”

When I saw what it was, I was so startled that I fell backwards.

Because there was a living, breathing person inside the blanket, not like a hidden object.

“Hey…?”

No matter where you look, Citrine Scarlett’s true identity is clear. He was the student council president.

“···Hmm?”

She slowly opened her eyes at the sound of me speaking.

“···.”

3 Seconds to make eye contact with me.

His eyes got bigger and bigger, and he pulled the blanket covering him and shouted.

“What, what what what… What…!?”

“Yes?”

“Why are you here…!?”

“You promised to clean up here. “That’s why I came.”

“Starting this early in the morning…?”

Only after I had finished answering the barrage of questions from her, did her citrine finally show signs of calming down.

“You were surprised. “Say something and come in!”

Who would say that?

“So Chairman, why did you sleep in a place like this?”

I wondered why I was sleeping so uncomfortably in a situation where the academy provided complete dormitories and beds for all students.

“It’s annoying to go back and forth from the dormitory to here. “You can eat, sleep, wash, and do everything in the main building.”

“···That’s just the reason?”

“It doesn’t matter where you sleep, right? “If you fall asleep, it’s all there anyway.”

Looking at it like this, I could understand why Citrine had so many dark circles under her eyes.

Citrine Scarlet was a heroine who loved caffeine very much.

She drinks it to the point where you wonder if she drinks coffee instead of water, and her favorite gift in the game is coffee.

In addition, as a new fact revealed today, I learned that she sleeps roughly while sitting in her chair like this.

“···Please sleep some more for now. “I’ll do some cleaning.”

As I was busy walking around the room with cleaning tools, Citrine called me with a puzzled look on her face.

“Hey, kid.”

“Yes?”

“Why are you working so hard? “It wasn’t even a serious promise.”

“Because I promised.”

“···Well, do whatever you want.”

More than anything, I was sincerely worried about this woman’s health, so she did.

First, I started washing the blackout curtains, which I wanted to do the most.

The dust was added to the weight of the curtain itself, so it was quite difficult to move it.

But after taking it to the washroom and washing it off, I felt much refreshed.

‘I can’t believe I’ve been living with something like this by my side…’

While I was washing it, a lot of black stuff came out that I couldn’t tell if it was scum or a lump of dust.

I left the curtains outside to dry and came back, but before I knew it, Citrine had woken up, rubbing her eyes.

As soon as she woke up, she was looking for a cup with swollen eyes on her desk, probably thinking about drinking another cup of coffee.

“Just stay. “I’ll buy you a drink.”

“Huh? Huh···.”

The reason why Citrine became so obsessed with caffeine was the crazy workload of the student council.

It would be difficult to maintain top grades and handle student council work unless you sleep less than others.

Judging by the height of the documents on the desk, it was definitely not enough for at least one person to solve.

Two people. No, it would be okay to ask at least one person to come along and help with the work.

Could it be possible that he wrote all of this by himself?

···That can’t be true. Just yesterday, I saw you scolding the members like that.

After a while, I handed her her steaming cup.

“Here, Chairman.”

“···Thank you.”

Citrine slowly tilted the cup and drank the liquid, then looked at me and made a subtle expression.

“Does it taste any good?”

“···This isn’t coffee.”

“It’s black tea. “I think it would be a good substitute for coffee.”

I thought it would be a good idea to reduce her caffeine intake in order to see her for a little longer.

“Who wants to do this? “Doing something I wasn’t even told to do…”

As she said that, Citrine took another sip of her tea and continued her words with a pouty face.

“···The taste is not bad.”

“Is that so?”

This is a black tea with the golden ratio that was passed down directly from the maid, Merilda, so it couldn’t be less delicious.

Black tea itself is not caffeine-free, so I didn’t think I would dislike it.

Right now, her short-term goal was to increase the proportion of black tea rather than coffee in her life.

“Please eat. “I’m going to tidy up my bookshelf.”

Classifying books was something I always did with Coral at the library, so it wasn’t that difficult.

As I was taking out the messy books and sorting them by category, Citrine came up and was right next to me.

“Have you already eaten everything? Would you like some more?”

“No. “Just trying to help.”

“···.”

Her Citrine exclaimed, raising her eyebrows as I looked at her with her culture-shocked eyes.

“Why do you look at me like that?”

“No, I just thought it was a bit unexpected.”

“···That’s it, do it quickly and get it over with before I change my mind.”

“Yes, let’s do it quickly!”

Her pouty appearance somehow made me feel like I was looking at the Ruby Lady from my childhood, and a smile appeared on her face without me knowing.

As I was finishing organizing the bookshelf, Citrine suddenly asked me.

“What did you say your name was?”

Now that I think about it, she didn’t tell her her name.

“It’s Amber.”

“Amber? That’s a commoner name.”

“···What is commoner?”

“I won’t tell you.”

I could barely resist straining at the encyclopedia I was holding in my hand.

“···Amber, will you come tomorrow too?”

“For now?”

“···Really? Okay.”

With those words, she silently helped clean up without making a single small talk.

“It’s over!”

Thanks to sharing the work with Citrine, the cleanup was completed quicker than expected.

“Thank you for your hard work, Chairman.”

“···.”

“Chairman!?”

Somehow, when I thought she was quiet, I found her staggering and motionless, resting her head on her bookshelf.

“I need caffeine…”

She already looks like this because she hasn’t had a drink in a while.

It wasn’t until I filled her mug with black coffee and sipped it that she came to her senses again.

He’s a really hard-working person.