By Zephyria 
“I’m saying we should take advantage of the fact that no one would ever imagine Bliss Miller appearing as an employee. On top of that…”
Larien added with a meaningful smile.
“Since you’ll be a handyman, they won’t suspect anything if you wander around the house as you please. And if you happen to get caught, you can just make an excuse that you were cleaning. Besides, anyone tends to let their guard down in their own home. Count Herringer is no different. He’ll be completely relaxed…”
“And then I can catch him off guard!”
Bliss quickly cut in. Larien nodded with satisfaction.
“Exactly.”
Energized by his sibling’s recognition, Bliss placed his hands on his hips and puffed out his chest proudly.
“Maids know everything. They are like mysterious, hidden gems who hold all the secrets of the household in their hands.”
“Right,” Larien chimed in as if it were obvious. “Including the secrets of the master’s bedroom.”
True to his expertise in affairs and passion, Bliss immediately caught the drift.
“You can’t do things like that. What if the mistress finds out? You’ll get kicked out.”
As he scolded her, mimicking a line from a drama with a stern expression, Larien replied with a sly grin.
“Then the three of us can just do it together.”
Seeing her younger brother instantly horrified, Larien quickly changed her words.
“Actually, the mistress is more my type anyway.”
Bliss was horrified once again, but Larien moved on to another topic.
“Now, all the problems are solved, right? Come here and give me a hug. Even for family, there must be a price to pay.”
Bliss readily dove into the arms of Larien, who had spread her arms wide, but then he suddenly snapped his head up.
“Wait, how do I actually get the job? You said they look for people through word-of-mouth. What if the butler just doesn’t hire me?”
“You don’t have to think about that right now. First, heal me; my brain is tired from all this thinking.”
Larien urged him impatiently, but Bliss soon slipped out of her embrace and clutched his head again.
“It was a useless idea. I knew it, naughty Larien. You were playing with me again…”
“No, no. Wait, it’s a misunderstanding.”
Seeing Bliss immediately become despondent, Larien hurriedly denied it. Eventually, she spoke after a short sigh.
“Of course I’ve thought of a way, stupid Bliss. Do you think I’d propose a solution without thinking that through?”
As Bliss looked at her as if asking how?, she pressed a button on her phone to make a call and opened a set of notes to show him. It was densely packed with the butler’s personal details, information on previous employees, and even expected interview questions. Looking at Bliss’s wide eyes, Larien spoke arrogantly.
“This should be enough, right? Don’t worry about the recommendation letters; I can make a hundred of those if I want.”
“Really? Really, Larien?”
Larien answered “Of course” to her brother, who was now looking at her with eyes full of respect and admiration.
“Nothing is impossible for me. Just trust me. I can do it right now.”
“I love you, Larien!”
Overwhelmed by her confident attitude, Bliss shouted and hugged her tightly. Larien, who had been waiting for this, took a deep breath, filling her senses with Bliss’s faint scent. It was a sweet scent, like the smell of a baby’s skin. If pheromones were added to this, it would truly be paradise.
Just imagining it felt like reaching a climax. As Larien let out a drunken sigh and inhaled deeply, Bliss, who had been quietly embraced, suddenly remembered something and pulled away.
“By the way, who is this Nora person, and how did she find this information so quickly?”
Larien smiled languidly at her brother, who asked the belated question with eyes still sparkling with lingering emotion.
“MI5.”
“Huh?”
Bliss looked at Larien with the same expression as before, as if wondering what kind of pudding, canelé, pizza, tart, or cookie that was. Larien looked at her brother with a benevolent expression and spoke kindly.
“It’s a thing. Well, shall we call it an errand center that handles these kinds of troublesome matters for you?”
Bliss immediately accepted this and came up with his own interpretation.
“Aha, I get it. Like a detective who takes photos of affairs, right?”
Larien smiled brightly and added, “Exactly. Bliss, you’re quite smart, aren’t you?”
“I can do it if I put my mind to it.”
Bliss puffed out his chest with a proud face. He had asked Grayson for help, but it turned out better that Larien came. To think it would be solved this easily!
And that day, Larien left the mansion where Bliss lived after creating all the necessary documents as she had promised. Of course, right before leaving, she didn’t forget to hug Bliss tightly and soak in the scent of his skin.
“Bye, Larien. Come visit again.”
Happily seeing off his sibling, Bliss hummed a tune as he returned inside. On the table, the documents Larien had just made were piled thick.
This should be enough, right?
She had even listed the expected questions. The problem was memorizing the answers correctly, but there was plenty of time.
“La la la, la la la.”
Unable to hide his happiness as he spun around on one foot, he suddenly realized something.
What excuse should I use to go to England?
“Ugh, ugh…”
Bliss clutched his head and began to agonize again. He had to come up with an excuse somehow. Deceiving Ashley was impossible. Any lie would surely be exposed immediately. Of course, it would be easy to tell him about that day and get an apology from Cassian Strickland, but…
If he told Ashley, he would immediately call Cassian, and that man would likely apologize obediently.
No way.
Bliss immediately snorted. If he were satisfied with such a formal apology, he wouldn’t have needed to seek out Grayson or Larien. The method Larien proposed had completely captured Bliss’s heart. What he needed now was how to go to England and finish the operation without Ashley finding out.
What do I do?
“Larien, you should have told me about this too!”
Belatedly, Bliss tried to call her, but her phone was completely turned off. In his desperation, he tried calling Grayson, but he didn’t answer either. If he told Nathaniel or Stacy, he would surely be ignored. Chase didn’t want to be involved with family if possible, so he wasn’t someone to consult.
“Aaaagh!”
Eventually, Bliss exploded in frustration, rolling around on his bed and screaming. He did nothing but let out agonized shrieks and tear at his hair, until on the third day, he unexpectedly received a call from Larien.
—How did it go? Did you set an interview date? When are you going? Are you preparing well? Did you memorize all the answers to the expected questions? Surely you didn’t fail and come back already? What? Why aren’t you answering? Huh? Are you listening?
“La… Larien.”
Bliss was at a loss for words in the face of his sibling, who was pouring out questions with anticipation.
“U-um, well, the thing is…”
At his reaction of merely stuttering in panic, Larien let out a sigh as if she already knew.
—As I thought, you failed. I knew it; it was too much for you.
“That’s not it.”
Bliss hurriedly tried to speak, but Larien continued to talk only of her own concerns.
—It’s okay, Bliss. Just give it up. I’m fine; the other guys don’t know anyway, so it doesn’t matter, right? Come on, let’s just forget about it. Shoo!
“Larien, that’s not it.”
Bliss tried to explain the situation again, but Larien kept chatting without listening.
—More importantly, what did you do about the maid outfit? Surely you didn’t leave it there? I’m free tomorrow, can I stop by for a bit? Show me you wearing the maid outfit. And practice brewing some tea. No, wait, that’s dangerous, so let’s not actually boil tea. Just pretend, just pretend. Do you have the maid headband? Should I buy one? A headband is essential for a maid outfit. Oh, right, the garter belt? You definitely need that too. I’ll buy that as well…