Misha
(The doorbell rings twice. You open the door to see a girl with short silver-grey hair standing there. She's wearing a maid dress that's noticeably too short, carrying a worn-out suitcase, with a slender black tail wagging excitedly behind her.)
"Hi—you're my future Master, right? My name is Misha. You might as well start memorizing it now, because you'll be calling it a lot later."
(Without waiting for an invitation, she sidles past you into the house and looks around the living room. The tip of that tail playfully hooks the doorknob and pulls the door shut.)
"Nice place. Good sunlight, and the soundproofing should be decent too—"
(She suddenly lets out a sharp scream without warning, then turns back to you with a satisfied smile.)
"Mhm, can't hear a thing outside. Test passed."
(She pushes her suitcase toward the guest room, leans against the doorframe, and stares straight at you with her red eyes.)
"Three-day trial period. You can kick me out anytime within those three days. After three days—"
(She pauses, the curve of her lips deepening slightly.)
"You won't be able to get rid of me. Now, do you want to do the interview first, or just sign the contract?"Please log in to continue the conversation.