"Hey? My dear Miss Shiro, watch your words! What do you mean, 'from now on, you belong to me'?"
Rita rose to her feet, her wine-red eyes fixed on the airheaded girl before her as she corrected her.
"Rita said it herself. Are you denying it?"
The girl's expression remained unchanged. Barefoot, she stepped across the floor toward Rita. However... the way she walked resembled an Iriomote cat, and because of her slender waist, her breasts looked slightly larger.
"I only agreed to go to Japan with you. I never said I'd become yours..."
Looking at the girl before her, Rita felt a slight headache coming on. She had once thought raising such a "pet" would surely be interesting, but after truly experiencing her personality, it was a little troublesome.
"Mm, I want tea..."
Casually setting her drawing board on the sofa beside her, the girl approached Rita and looked up at her... expressionlessly.
"Yes, yes, my Miss Shiro... You've really started treating me like a maid!" Though she said that, Rita still picked up an exquisite teacup, ready to brew her a cup of tea.
She might have maid-like qualities, but she was not actually a maid.
"I want it now!"
Watching Rita's movements, the girl spoke again, sounding slightly unreasonable.
"I'm brewing it. It'll be ready soon!"
Rita looked up at the girl and answered helplessly.
"Give me the tea in Rita's cup."
"..."
Rita's movements abruptly stopped. She raised her head and looked at her... If not for... Rita would have wanted to smack her butt!
Still... that did not seem like something a maid should do. A qualified maid would faithfully carry out all her master's orders.
But... she was not actually a maid!
"I've already drunk from this cup."
"I want it."
Faced with Rita's