Ai Hayasaka brought over several chairs, and even she took a seat, along with her mother, Nao Hayasaka.
Unlike other noble young ladies, Mahiru allowed maids to sit at the table in her home.
If it had been any other young lady, the maids would never have had the privilege of eating at the same table as the mistress.
Mainly because Mahiru did not mind it. On the contrary, it made the place feel more like a home.
As Asuna placed food into Yui's bowl, she said to Mahiru in a strangely mocking tone, "I haven't introduced this child to you yet, have I? Her name is Yui, and she's Akasaka's and my daughter."
Mahiru paused with her chopsticks midway through picking up food and looked calmly at Asuna across from her. "That child obviously isn't biologically yours and Akasaka's, is she? She looks eleven or twelve. Unless you and Akasaka did it when you were * years old and then gave birth to her."
Mahiru remained very composed and saw through the truth at a glance. Mainly because the girl's age made it utterly impossible for her to be their biological child.
And Asuna had deliberately left that detail out.
Akasaka only dared to lower his head and shovel rice into his mouth. He did not dare involve himself in the war between the two women, nor did he dare interrupt. At the same time, he muttered under his breath to make himself less noticeable, "I'm air, I'm air..."
Ai Hayasaka and Nao Hayasaka calmly ate the food in their bowls. After all, this had nothing to do with them. This was a love-and-hate battlefield between the mistress, the master, and the other woman. They were merely maids, so all they had to do was watch from the sidelines.