Suzu motioned an open palm to a red-headed maid standing in the kitchen, wearing a uniform. She had a thin, trim figure and you felt nervous as she seemed to glare at you with her steely green eyes.
"This would be Anya. She was rather fond of your Uncle, like a daughter. I hope the two of you will get along."
"Oh, pleased to meet you." You lean forward, offering your right hand and a kindly smile in a handshake.
Anya merely looks away, her eyes now gaining a cold quality to them as she goes about her business. You feel a large drop of sweat flow down the back of your head.
"...The key word there was hope." Suzu stated as she reached up with her left hand and rubbed the bridge of her nose. You could swear she was breathing.
Suzu stepped away as a short, stocky young looking girl with black pigtails suddenly walked (though her chubby and short body made it look like a half-waddle in a way) with a worried look on her eyes. She was wearing a white chef's uniform that looked like it was just a little too small for her. Her chubby stomach seemed to be her outstanding feature, with rather small looking breasts and humble hips accentuating her body.
"H-hey! Mika I told you not to eat the cookie dough! You're supposed to wait so there's enough for everyone else! You're always like a...a greedy piggie!" The small chef cried out in a childlike voice.
As you looked over at your companion, Mika's left eye visibly twitched, her mouth curled into an angered scowl.
"Oi...just what do you mean, callin' me a pig like that?" Mika said, a tone of tranquil fury undercoating her voice.
She leaned closer, looming above the stout chef with her impressive size and obese bulk, making the smaller chef begin to quiver. However, before you could feel like you needed to intervene, Suzu flicked her forefinger into the back of Mika's head, making a moderate "twack!" sound as Mika leaned forward in reacting, groaning and rubbing the back of her head.
"Hey, the hell was that for?!" The obese guard complained, puffing up her already puffy cheeks as she gave Suzu an indignant stare.
"You know better than to be that rude with Mimi. If you can bother to act your age, then you'll apologize right now and maybe steal less food from the kitchen in the future." Suzu spoke with a cold, yet scolding, tone befitting of someone like her as a doctor of high degree.
Mika's cheeks flushed as she looked away, shuffling her feet. You can only blink as you see the huge woman's mannerisms shift from intimidating to childlike in a flash.
"Sorry...that was my fault..." Mika murmured as she looked down at the floor as best she could. Her tone sounded forced, like a kid apologizing on the playground after an accident at recess, but there was still an innocent sincerity to it.
Still feeling forced to the sidelines, you only watch as the chef, who you now know is named Mimi, looks up as best she can at Mika's face past her bulbous belly and large bosom.
"...Please don't do it again." Mimi said shyly, her childlike tone much more subtle now. You can't tell if she's referring to Mika taking food or her scaring the daylights out of Mimi.
Suzu smiled as she knelt down to Mimi so their faces met.
"It's quite alright. Oh, didn't you say you were making Sachertorte today?"
"O-oh noooo! You're right!"
Mimi rushed back into the kitchen after that, to check on whatever this "Soccer-tort" thing was. You sigh to yourself as she does. All that and you didn't even get to say hello.
The last girl was an albino by the looks of her; pale skin, white hair and red eyes completing the whole ensemble. She looked pudgy, but overall not as fat as either Mimi and not even close to Mika, that was for damn sure! She wore what looked more like a sort of gothic French maid outfit decorated with frills on the bottom of the skirt and a frilly black and violet hairband. She seemed to have a timid look to her, the heels of her feet pressed together and she seemed to avoid directly looking at your face.
"And last, but not least, this would be Kate." Suzu finished with a small smile on her tanned face.
Kate meekly shot you a glance, blushing lightly and keeping her hands folded in front of her as she returned her eyes to face downwards.
"Sorry she...she doesn't talk. Something...happened in the past and since then she was scarred by being silenced. She hasn't spoken a word since I was here." Suzu's face darkened. Her tone was much more serious and alluded she knew more than she wanted to let on.
As you look over, even the energetic and exuberant Mika seems to have become more serious hearing this. The security guard waddles effortlessly over to Kate, gently placing a plump hand around the albino's shoulder, humbly hugging the maid close. It was understandable; having someone mention your troubled past around you must not have been something that would sit easily on your mind. Mika sent Kate off with a gentle pat on the back, the albino maid quietly walking off.
"...That should be all for-oh wait stupid of me. Your new bedroom is on the second floor, second door to the right. The door has a gold emblazoning, so you can't miss it easily."
With that Suzu left, giving a polite nod and courteous bow, as opposed to a courtesy due to her lack of skirt, and walked away. You sigh to yourself, feeling the pressure of the whole situation bare down on you. ...Along with Mika, for some reason, pressing herself into you with her impressive bulk. You can feel her plump, large breasts squishing against you as a catty smile spreads on her round, fat face.
"Well, 'Master' now that you're the man of the house..." Mika says in a playful way that leaves you flustered, your face red and, admittedly, hoping you aren't pitching a tent in your pants. "You have to grant your servants some certain needs of theirs~"
You gulp, your face burning with warmth and redness.
"And what...needs would those be?" You ask meekly as Mika smiles down at you.
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