"After listening to you, I'm even more confirmed," Sam said, glancing toward the maid who was smiling at him. Despite her friendly demeanor, Sam couldn't help but ask, "How did you know what I was thinking?" The maid, catching on to his curiosity, laughed and teasingly replied, "Young master, I think you look cute with that expression."
She playfully turned his head towards her before continuing, "Being a maid, it's obvious I can pick up on your thoughts a bit. As for guessing, well, it was written all over your face." Swiftly changing the subject, she suggested, "I think it's better to take a tour and refresh your mind rather than dwelling on these nonsense topics."
Hearing this, Sam nodded in agreement, and together with the maid, he continued the tour to alleviate the mental fatigue that had set in.