After school that day, I visited class C of nobility to meet Alicia.
Hoping to take over from Alicia, the blonde maid responds. I’m about in my mid-twenties. Named Melissa, she’s the maid who bumped into me on the day of the entrance exam.
I didn’t realize it until now because of the standing picture and the different outfit and hairstyle, but I know her. She’s a maid standing like a friend, supporting Alicia in the making.
“… you’re Harvin, aren’t you? What can I do for you lady?
“Forgive my sudden disrespect. Alicia, I heard rumors that your daughter was attending a tea party, and I came with a personal favor. Actually…”
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