Nanny For Young Master's
Genius 10 - Ideas

"Young master, you have to eat" said a maid who was now standing at Carver's doorstep.

"I don't want to!" he shouted with a snapping tone.

"But young master, I have brought you a new meal. This is a dish made by the head of the kitchen specifically for you. It's your favorite meal, young master."

"I said I didn't want to! I don't want to eat if Zelda isn't around!"

"Sir…"

"Let me do the talking." The maid with the face of the sangar patted the shoulder of his colleague who had been shouting since.

"Young master, you must eat or else we will be scolded by the great master if you do not eat!" his yell.

"Good, just punish you. I don't care, I definitely don't want to eat if Zelda isn't around."

"Sir…"

"I don't want to eat and you can't force me. If you dare to enter, I will report you to father!"

"Huft~" The woman let out a long sigh at the threatening words that came from the six-year-old.

"How now?" ask the girl holding the wheeled table with lunch dishes belonging to her young master.

"How else? You know for yourself, don't you, how stubborn is the young master?" One of the maids.

"But if he doesn't eat, we will also get angry from Duke Karl."

"You're right." another shrieked while bowing his head.

This kid is really stubborn. I can't stop thinking, how could such a stubborn annoying kid like him be the son of a Duke, the ferocious inner face.

"We better get the butler's help for this. Isn't he always able to help melt the young master's heart?" One of them gave me an idea.

"Good idea! Let's go and find him." The other three maids who had been standing there were about to leave Carver's room door.

"No, wait! I have an idea for the young master to eat!" said the ferocious face, stopping the other three steps of his comrade.

"You got an idea?"

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"Dull," Carver murmured as he silently looked out the window. He was bored because there was nothing he could do but sit in his room without doing anything.

"Because Zelda isn't around, I'm getting bored. There's no one I can fuck in this house."

"Huft~"

Carver took a long breath. In his chair, he sat up while propping up his chin. His eyes were fixed out the window, looking at the few maids who seemed to occasionally walk across his room.

It's very bright today. It would be nice if I played outside while running around in the park, he thought.

Carver fell silent. His focus turned towards the entrance of his room. There's something strange that doesn't usually happen.

Carver moved from his seat.

"Why is it so quiet? Are they back?"

"But, that fast?"

"It's impossible."

"They usually force and keep waiting at the door, and then leave after the butler comes."

Carver's approaching the entrance. He stood there while sticking his ear to the magnificent large wooden door that closed his room.

Carver was trying to make sure the annoying maids were gone.

Instead of hearing the silence, he heard clearly the talk of four maids at the door who were making plans to break through.

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