Since the eldest miss didn't mind, I couldn't say much...
After all, my identity right now was a maid.
As a dedicated maid, if I couldn't fulfill the eldest miss's request, wouldn't I turn into the kind of cosplay that Miss Melissa talked about?
However, I was just a maid, not a professional masseuse.
So the massage wouldn't follow any formal procedures; things like hot compresses, shoulder loosening, and essential oil applications were all skipped. I would just massage her shoulders and back directly.
To this, I explained:
"There are still many eldest misses waiting outside, so I'll just take off my jacket and massage your shoulders, okay? Of course, there won't be any service fee for this, as I'm not a professional masseuse after all."
The sky had already grown dim, but there were still many eldest misses waiting outside. It wouldn't do to let them keep standing in the cold wind, and I wondered if I should just call them all in. Otherwise, if everyone wanted a massage...
I would have to work overtime until late at night.
"Someone like me! It is such an honor to be touched by Miss Miluno!!"
"No, eldest miss, please don't say that..."
As long as I didn't strip off my clothes, it wouldn't matter even if it was broadcasted live.
Lately, I often felt other people's adoration toward me. To be honest, I hadn't expected to be so popular. After all, as an idol, I could be considered quite neglectful of my proper duties...
Or was the reason of being a savior already enough to make people worship me?
Helping the eldest miss take off her suit jacket and hang it on a coat rack nearby, I supported her as she climbed onto the massage table with a face cradle. I