Wash the fruit.
She even trimmed a few of the potted plants around the house.
There was no denying it: Yukino's housekeeping skills were several levels above everyone else's.
"Thanks for the meal. I'll do the dishes." Amamiya Natsuki picked up his bowl and chopsticks, ready to take them to the kitchen.
"Master can stay seated." Yukinoshita Yukino took the bowl and chopsticks from him. "I'll do the dishes."
Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help sighing.
"If only Yukino were this obedient and well-behaved all the time, she'd be perfect."
"...Heh."
"Wait, did you just scoff?"
"No, Master must have misheard."
"Then it was a disdainful snort."
"If Master already knows, there's no need to say it out loud."
"..."
A little while later.
When Maid Yukino came out of the kitchen, she was carrying a plate of cut watermelon and yellow peaches. She was certainly doing her job diligently, without slacking off in the slightest.
Amamiya Natsuki spoke up.
"This fruit..."
"I'm only responsible for washing it. You can eat it yourself." Yukinoshita Yukino cut him off. "If Master can't lift his hands, he doesn't have to eat."
A maid this scrupulous was impossible to get close to!
"All right. There's one more thing." Amamiya Natsuki changed the subject. "I want a lap pillow."
Yukinoshita Yukino furrowed her delicate brows and glanced at him.
"Hmm?"
"I haven't redeemed all my lap pillow tickets yet." Amamiya Natsuki sounded perfectly justified. "You're not going to welch on the deal, are you, Yukino?"
Yukinoshita Yukino fell silent for two seconds, then turned her pretty face away.
"I'll go hang the laundry first..."
"You can hang it later. I want my lap pillow now." Amamiya Natsuki patted the sofa. "Come on, honor your promise. You're always saying that keeping your word is the most important