"Good morning, Madam Iris."
A blonde woman emerged from a room on the second floor. Though her body still ached a little, she instinctively responded to the greeting her four maids delivered in unison:
"Mmm~ Good morning, everyone... Fujino, what's wrong? Did you sleep badly last night?"
But when she finished stretching and opened her eyes, she saw that the little maid with long navy-blue hair had heavy dark circles beneath her eyes, and the whites of her eyes were bloodshot.
The girl she had called Fujino couldn't suppress a yawn as she answered indistinctly:
"Haaah~~ I did. Have you forgotten, madam? You and the master got drunk last night, but not completely drunk. The soundproofing Magecraft he set up wore off at eleven..."
Fujino left the rest unsaid, but everyone present understood.
Especially "Iris" herself. A flush instantly spread across her cheeks, and she couldn't stop berating her past self for being so loud last night.
Of course, last night's "Iris" wasn't the only person she blamed. There was also the silver-haired man who had just emerged from the same room:
"Oh dear, is that what happened? Sorry, Miss Asagami. Lia and I will be more careful next time." (Note 1)
Hearing his voice, "Iris" immediately found a target for her indignation. She scolded him petulantly:
"You have the nerve to say that! If you hadn't overestimated yourself and downed those two big glasses of whiskey at the end of the night, how could you have gotten so drunk that you were, you were... completely out of control?"
The man was clearly a little embarrassed by "Iris's" accusations, too. Spreading his hands in a show of helplessness, he immediately tried to defend himself:
"Ahem, that's not quite fair. Drinks from different regions naturally have different flavors. The last time