Chapter 17: She is your wife. (1/2)

Pov Kaguya.

Sigh, it's hard to be a perfect maid, I can't let myself think about it again as I look over my shoulder and see an all-black bag made of a material that keeps sunlight out. Inside that bag was Lady Sasha, a friend From Lady Violet's childhood; I could put Lady Sasha in my shadow, but that would be pretty rude to her, after all, my shadow isn't a nice place...

Sigh. I can't help but sigh again.

A maid's duty is to always want the best for her master, this was a teaching that Julia always put in my head when I was younger.

Julia was a role model for all maids, a maid considered to be perfect who trained all maids serving the households of noble vampires of count status. She was Sasha's personal maid, she was also the head maid of the Fulger clan and, most importantly, she was also like a mother to Sasha herself.

”Losing a mother figure, and finding out your family lost their count status in the nobility must have been quite a shock to Lady Sasha,” I mumble under my breath with a little pity as I bounced from building to building; I was coming back to Lord Victor's house.

Lady Sasha is not in a good mental condition, she is normally a noble woman, calm, and someone who follows the rules of the vampire world faithfully. But, when she went through several losses in a short time her mental state was affected and she was not thinking clearly.

If I left Lady Sasha alone she would make a rash decision that could cause her death, and if Lady Sasha died, Lord Victor would likely lose himself in bloodlust or fall into a deep sleep.

After all, the ritual is something that cannot be broken; to prevent the worst fate from happening the three women must stay together because if they don't, they will suffer.

Lord Victor needs his wives' blood and his wives need Lord Victor's blood, and since Lady Violet is Lord Victor's wife, I need to resolve this situation...

”Sigh… Should I really look for another job? Maybe I can go back to Japan and teach younger maids in the future,” I spoke out loud, but I knew that was not what I wanted. I want to be a perfect maid, and a perfect maid is one who chooses her master, but it seems I was far from that goal... Maybe Lord Victor will praise me for doing a good job...?

I shake my head several times to get this thought out of my mind, not noticing that my face is a little red, I keep jumping from building to building.

...

Victor POV.

Violet and I returned with the two hunters to her mansion. After quizzing the hunters about their abilities and everything I could know about the techniques they use, I was satisfied when I finished my interrogation.

I left the two hunters in the care of Violet and Violet's servants, I told her not to treat the two badly, after all, we could use them as a bargaining chip for veteran hunters. Although I doubt these veteran hunters will care about their recruits they are still a 'good' organization, right? So they should keep up appearances I think.

Good, and Evil are subjective; if I do good for one person and at the same time I harm another person, even if I don't know I did it, for the person I harmed I will be considered 'evil', and for the person I helped, I'll be considered 'good'.

In the end, there is no good and bad, what exists are just choices and the consequences of your choices

As Newton said in the past, for every action you make a reaction is created at the same time, that thought can be included in real life too and not just in physics.

Before leaving the mansion, I told Violet to bring more clothes than usual because I would use that excuse at home. After all, I know my mom, I'm sure she'll ask why Violet didn't come home.

Violet agreed with me and said she would.

Returning home, I meet my parents, ”Where's Violet?” My mom asked me, she was watching a movie while my dad was washing the dishes, apparently, they bought food.

In our house there's no such nonsense about the man sitting on the couch and the woman washing dishes, we divide our tasks into weekdays, it seems like today is my father's day to wash the dishes.

”She's a little busy, she lives in a mansion so she has a lot of clothes to bring,” I spoke in a neutral tone.

”...You really hit the jackpot, you got a rich, beautiful, and loving wife... I have nothing more to teach you, as a mother, I'm proud! As expected of me,” My mother commented proudly of me as a small tear fell from her face, she looked like an ancient master who taught their disciple everything they learned and was proud of their disciple.

”Mother...” I was speechless as I looked at my mother.

”I mean, if it were up to your father, you would work as a bricklayer and you would whistle to women passing by on the street. You would be a caveman, I don't want my son to be like that.” She spoke with a serious face as if she were teaching me something important.

”Oof.” I saw my dad react like a knife had gone into his chest.

”Woman, why did you agree to date me back then if I was a caveman!?” My dad practically yelled as he stopped washing the dishes.

My mom turns her face and looks at my dad, and responds with the same honesty she always has, ”Well, you were tall, muscular, and knew how to treat a woman well ... And your dragon warrior was a great warrior too.”

”Anna”

”Leon”

The two looked like two teenagers in love.

”Okay stop, I don't want to hear about that,” I said while making a stop gesture. I was used to this casual exchange from my parents, but even though I am used to it, I don't want to see it!