The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 1

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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 001

Usually, the best strategy is to somehow avoid situations where you might die.

But, well.

“Just sit over there.”

It seems I’m already doomed.

The blue eyes staring intently at me sparkled like rubies.

“H-here?”

When I pointed to the floor, Christen slightly frowned, let out a light sigh, and gestured to the side.

“The chair next to the bed.”

I quietly lowered my bottom onto the precisely indicated spot. In my 4 years of working life, this was the first time I’d encountered such a soft and comfortable chair.

It firmly supported my bottom and back while providing just the right cushioning and the touch of silk that wrapped around my body safely and softly.

Plus, it was even the perfect height to rest my neck against. Was this chair made just for me?

Moreover, there was even a chair footrest placed below the bed. When I quietly put my feet up, it was nothing short of paradise.

Christen, who glanced at me, lay down on the bed. I could clearly see his face, pale in the moonlight, gradually turning blue.

According to 【Even a Flower Path Starts with One Step】, this was a type of magical side effect.

Dragon magic flowed through Christen’s body, and the tremendous power, too strong for a human body to endure, was gradually eating away at his life.

To preserve his life, he needed to release that power outward, but it wasn’t something he could do on his own.

Eventually, an intermediary was needed, and that’s exactly what I am.

Bedroom maid(?) Roella.

More precisely, those called ‘Compatible Ones’ – people with the constitution to channel Dragon Magic.

They were selected through compatibility testing. And I was forced to take the compatibility test under my father’s coercion and sold here according to the setting.

With no backing, from a failing Baronet House, and having nothing, I was the perfect woman to exploit. So I’d be used until I was squeezed dry, then abandoned and killed.

Indeed, it’s best not to stand out, but I’ve already caught the male lead’s attention like this.

From my 4 years of work experience, the way to survive long and steadily was to quietly do only what you’re paid for and avoid unnecessary actions.

It’s simple. Just breathe and do only what you’re told.

I could see that even the tips of his long, straight fingers reaching toward me were turning blue.

Christen was dying in real time. It was amazing that he could maintain his composure so calmly.

Even in the original work, they said his patience and endurance were remarkable. That he could endure even body-tearing pain.

To have such an expression when it’s painful enough for onlookers to suffer.

“H-how should I do this?”

I asked carefully.

Christen moved his lips that had turned blue.

“…Just hold my hand. The entire time I’m sleeping, continuously.”

“Ah, yes!”

Fortunately, it was exactly as described in the original work. I thought that since I had possessed this body, there might be some buff that would require hugging while sleeping or doing this and that.

With a relieved expression, I nodded and firmly grasped his hand.

Firm and smooth… oh, it’s quite large. His fingers are long too. His palm was solid from gripping a sword, but it didn’t feel rough, as if well-maintained.

Even his hands look like a male lead’s.

Feeling slightly nervous, I glanced at Christen. He was lying in a proper position with his eyes closed. His posture was almost reverent.

He doesn’t see me as a woman at all, does he?

All I have to do is sit in this chair and hold his hand while he sleeps. This might actually be a sweet job?

What I’m holding isn’t a man’s hand but a lump of protein, a doll.

I hypnotized myself. After that, my nervousness seemed to fade a bit.

Being a bedroom maid is nothing!

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Christen gazed intently at the woman sleeping with her face nuzzled against his hand.

‘Her name was Roella, wasn’t it.’

Among the countless applicants who had applied to the recruitment notice posted by the Grand Duke’s House, she was the only one who passed the compatibility test.

Including men, women, young and old, she was the single compatible person.

When she passed the compatibility test, her father sold her for a large sum of money.

He heard that the father who haggled over his daughter’s price was no different from a pimp. The sight of him glaring to squeeze out even one more penny was apparently quite a spectacle.

Judging by how deeply the aide’s brow had furrowed when telling this story, he must have been a despicable human being beyond words.

In contrast, Roella had such clear eyes that it was hard to imagine she was the daughter of such a father.

Though her tightly closed eyelids were currently hiding those eyes.

The green dress that had been neat until earlier was now wrinkled into a mess.

“Mmm….”

Roella mumbled with her lips and rubbed her face against Christen’s palm. Yesterday too, as soon as she held his hand, she had been touching and fidgeting with it.

Even unconsciously, she couldn’t let go of his hand.

If his pain hadn’t lessened and his magical power hadn’t drained away enough to make his body languid, he might have suspected she was a pervert. Or maybe she really is one?

Roella was sleeping face down on the bed with her head buried in his palm.

What a carefree woman.

The sensation he felt from his hand was strangely unfamiliar. As if it weren’t his own hand.

It had been like this since yesterday when she carefully took his hand. Even when he closed his eyes trying not to be conscious of it, he couldn’t help but feel it.

Her small, soft hand that seemed to be only half the size of his.

Christen gazed at that unfamiliarity for a long time. Even so, the hand that shared his temperature remained strange to him.

Christen roughly, but carefully so as not to wake Roella, withdrew his hand. His body, which would normally have ached all night, felt quite light. Even while sleeping like that, Roella seemed to have fortunately fulfilled her role.

The power that had made his whole body heavy, made his chest feel stuffy, and made his heart pound had disappeared, leaving him refreshed.

“Phew.”

Christen clenched and unclenched his hand, which had poor circulation for different reasons, and left the bedroom.

As soon as Christen came out, the Head Butler, who clearly seemed to have stayed up all night, rushed over.

“Your Grace the Grand Duke! Are you alright? Was it effective!”

“Fortunately, it seems so.”

“Congratulations, Your Grace! This is truly wonderful!”

Tears welled up in the elderly Head Butler’s eyes. After wiping his tears for a while, he carefully spoke up.

“As you instructed, we’ve assigned people to the Chipley Baronet House. And starting today, Miss Roella will also have people assigned to her.”

Roella was essentially in the best position to threaten him. When he was lying there powerlessly, Roella could have assassinated him at any time.

Other knights couldn’t even come near due to the risk of being poisoned by the magical power emanating from his body.

In the end, Christen had essentially entrusted his life completely to Roella.

Fortunately, she was a woman so weak that Christen could snap her neck with just one hand.

So that was fortunate.

“What about Miss Roella? Wasn’t she dangerous?”

Christen recalled Roella. The woman who had smiled brightly with a somewhat naive-looking face. She had even pointed to the floor and asked if she could sit there.

She had also buried herself in the chair with a somehow happy expression, and had touched his hand with wide, round eyes.

And she had even fallen asleep with her face pressed against his palm.

Dangerous?

…Where exactly was he supposed to sense such a thing?

If anything, he should be worried about that defenselessness of hers. Had Christen really been that trustworthy? Was it okay to trust a stranger she’d just met to such an extent?

She didn’t seem to have even the slightest thought that Christen might harm her.

Christen answered quietly.

“I’ll keep observing her a bit more.”

After all, she would now be staying by his side continuously.

Christen glanced at his bedroom where Roella was sleeping peacefully and left the place.

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