"...my lady..."
Zoemi knocked on the door of his master's room and entered.
Since Patishi informed him that Miriette was working hard on the cookies for two more hours after he left, the black-haired boy made a lot of dishes that she liked as a reward.
|My lady is so hardworking!|
The scarred attendant smiled to himself when entering.
But the room was empty.
"My lady...?"
Zoemi called out surprised as there was no trace of the dark-haired girl in her room at all.
"...hmmm..."
The black-haired boy put the tray away and walked towards the bathroom door and knocked on it.
"My lady, are you in there?"
He asked politely and waited.
"...excuse me for my forwardness..."
After hearing no response Zoemi tried opening the bathroom door.
But Miriette wasn't there either...
"Where could...?"
Zoemi wondered out loud, furrowing his brows – the dark-haired girl didn't like moving around too much so it was very unlikely for her to be out at that time...
"...ah...!"
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