"Master, we have come to service you tonight," Amon said, lifting her skirt to show a tantalizing glimpse of skin before lowering it in a graceful curtsy.
Beside her, Maya mirrored the action, moving in perfect sync with Amon.
The third maid, however, hesitated. She glanced at the other two, realizing she was lagging behind, and hurriedly followed suit.
"I never thought I'd wear something like this," she grumbled while awkwardly holding up her skirt. "Is this some kind of fetish, Leon?"
It was none other than Charlotte, whom I had specifically asked to wear a maid outfit. After all, it'd feel off if she were the only one not dressed like the others. Amon and Maya were my maids, so naturally, they'd wear uniforms while serving me. Charlotte, being part of tonight's plans, had no excuse.
