A week had passed since I started mopping.

Time sure flew when you were busy living your best life!

The first day, I was sore, and the maids seemed to be looking at me as if I were some strange creature.

Even Kyoko, with her usual cool and collected demeanor, was no exception.

The act of me, Hazumi Reito, mopping the floor must have been truly bizarre.

Well, anyone would be bewildered if the young master, who until recently had been harassing them, suddenly started crawling around the hallways with a mop.

But after a week, everyone had gotten used to it.

Myself included… and the maids as well.

After breakfast, as I mopped the hallway as usual, I greeted the maids I passed.

“Good morning, good morning, good morning!”

Of course, since I was mopping, all I could see were their legs.

But… what a pleasant view.

Some wore black tights, others white knee-high socks…

No, no, bad! I was the villain who’d been harassing them!

I couldn’t be thinking such things!

But… I was only human!

I had to try harder to keep a straight face. Well, thanks to the mopping, they couldn’t see my face anyway.

“G-Good morning, Young Master!”

“Young Master! Please do your best today…!”

The maids responded to my greetings.

It seemed their aversion to me had lessened, and they were now willing to speak to me.

While that made me happy…

Lately, I’d noticed that they avoided making eye contact. Their gazes often drifted elsewhere.

I wanted to greet them properly, face to face, but… whenever I tried, our eyes wouldn’t meet, and the conversations wouldn’t flow.

I wondered why.

All I’d been doing lately was mopping.

And since mopping alone wasn’t enough to get in shape…

I’d also started using the maids’ training room, asking them which muscle groups they preferred on a man for… research purposes, of course. Oh, and I’d brought them drinks.

I hadn't done anything weird.

Since they were returning my greetings and starting to talk to me more, it wasn’t that they were avoiding me, but rather… they probably weren't sure how to treat the “changed” young master.

If I kept at it, they would eventually get used to the new me!

With that in mind, I continued cleaning diligently.

“Alright, first floor done! Oof…”

As I straightened up to wring out the mop, my gaze drifted towards the window.

“…Come to think of it, I wonder what it’s like outside?”

I realized I hadn’t left the mansion since I’d arrived in this world.

Well, I’d been a bit preoccupied…

The original Reito had been homeschooled, so he didn’t attend a regular school.

Besides, the mansion was extremely comfortable.

The maids took care of everything—cooking, cleaning, laundry.

If I wanted something or needed anything, all I had to do was tell Kyoko.

I didn’t need to do anything myself.

There was no reason to go outside.

To put it negatively… it was almost as if I was being kept inside.

Well, I was sure that was just my imagination.

Still…

“I wonder what the outside world is like.”

Even if this was a modern rom-com setting, and the “modern” part implied it wasn’t that different from my original world… I was still curious.

“I should ask Kyoko.”