In this "home," Durandal was the head of the household. Even Miss Rita mainly took care of Lord Durandal, so how could she possibly let Durandal do this kind of thing?
If Miss Rita found out, she would definitely scold her.
"It's fine. I wouldn't feel at ease leaving you alone! We'll talk after you've fixed that carelessness of yours."
Though she said that, Durandal felt the chances of that happening were very low.
"I..."
Sil did not know how to respond.
Then, with Durandal and Sil working together...
The house became even messier.
Smack!
Sil was holding a tool and cleaning the floor. Perhaps she had not noticed the flowerpot behind her; the thing in her hand accidentally struck it, knocking it straight to the ground.
It shattered into pieces...
"Ah? What..."
The sound of the flowerpot crashing down gave Sil a huge fright... When she turned around and saw the shattered flowerpot on the floor, she had not even processed how it had broken.
After quite a while, she suddenly realized...
"I'm sorry, Lord Durandal! I... I caused trouble again!" Once Sil came to her senses, her heart sank halfway. She looked pitifully at Durandal beside her.
Sigh...
What else could she say?
Durandal felt that she had already gotten used to it.
No matter what, in the end... the house was still cleaned up, and Rita had also washed the cat.
The cat had been unwilling at first, but Rita was not Durandal... Durandal could not bear to threaten it, but Rita would not spoil it.
When Rita gave off an aura that frightened the cat, it immediately became obedient and did not dare resist.
"Here."
Rita handed the washed cat, whose fur had also been dried, to Durandal.
"Rita really is amazing!"
Taking the