Gabriel took out a tea bag, stepped off the stool, and dangled the bag by its string and tag.
"Instead of these tea bags you bought, wouldn't it be better to just buy tea leaves?"
"Because I don't really like tea that much, and neither Nymph nor I know how to brew it, so we chose the convenient tea bags."
"Brewing tea is pretty simple, isn't it? You could learn it easily."
"No way, I'm too lazy to learn. Besides, now that I have you as a maid, there's even less need to learn."
"You…!"
Gabriel was so angry her teeth itched. She somewhat regretted being tempted by money and signing Jhin's contract.
Wait a minute, since Jhin is having me make tea, couldn't I get him to switch the tea bags for high-quality tea leaves, and I could have some too?
Isn't there a saying that a chef who doesn't sneak food isn't a good chef? Then a maid who doesn't sneak tea must not be a good maid either!
Gabriel brewed two cups of black tea.
There was no skill involved in brewing with tea bags—just drop them in a cup and add hot water. One cup was for Jhin, and she drank the other.
"Here, black tea."
Gabriel placed the cup in front of Jhin, sat down cross-legged herself, and took a sip of the hot tea with narrowed eyes.
"Thanks, but could you act a little more like a maid, Gabriel?"
"Heh?" Gabriel unhappily lifted her right eyelid to glance at Jhin, feeling he was being too demanding.
"Isn't this what maids are like?"
"Let's not even talk about what kind of impression you have of maids. At the very least, you should call me 'Master,' right?"
Jhin looked at Gabriel expectantly. If she really called him "Master," he could turn the audio from this recording into an alarm ringtone.
"What?!" Gabriel leaned back, supporting herself with her hands on the floor, and looked at Jhin with disdain.
"You actually want me, an angel, to call you Master? Are you still dreaming?"
Jhin pulled out the contract.
"We signed a contract. A maid calling her employer 'Master' is completely in line with the rules."
Gabriel sneered. Just as she was about to say she had no obligation to follow this contract, which was non-binding to her, she remembered that she had apparently signed it with her real name, and her whole body froze instantly.
For angels who descend from Heaven to the mortal realm, as long as they write their full name on a contractual document in human society, it is equivalent to binding themselves with their true name.
If they violate it, Heaven can directly send someone to forcibly repatriate the contract-breaking angel.
I don't want to go back to boring Heaven!
There are no games and no delicious drinks there!
Gabriel panicked. She hadn't enjoyed the human world enough yet.
How could she be forcibly sent back over such a small matter!
Left with no choice, she could only suppress her frustration and, with a voice tinged with a bit of murderous intent, said gruffly, "Master…"
Jhin was ecstatic.
He wondered how much money he could get if he sold this video to that troublemaker, Raphiel.
Although he didn't know why Gabriel had become obedient so quickly, a blonde angel maid reluctantly calling him 'Master' was just too awesome!
But if Gabriel found out he recorded it and sold it to Raphiel, she would probably blow the trumpet that signals the end of the world.
It was better not to let it get out. He could just watch it himself from time to time for a good laugh.
"Not bad, you're starting to look a bit like a maid. I'm going to make lunch. What do you want to eat?"
"A! Manchu-Han! Imperial! Feast!"
Gabriel's embarrassed and angry gaze looked like it wanted to bite a chunk of flesh off Jhin.
To make me do such a thing, you'll definitely go to hell after you die, Jhin!
"You can forget about a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast. I'll just make some stir-fried beef to whet your appetite today."
"Is it spicy?"
"That means it's very spicy. Please use fewer chili peppers."
Whenever Gabriel heard Jhin say the spice level was 'moderate,' it was one hundred percent super spicy for her. She didn't want to wake up with her butt on fire tomorrow morning.
"Can you make some sweet and sour pork ribs too?"
"You're pretty good at ordering, asking for specific dishes."
"Aren't you supposed to guarantee your maid's food and lodging?"
"Fine, who told me to get a useless little maid…"
"Hey? Who are you calling useless?"
Gabriel kicked Jhin's calf resentfully.
That amount of force was like a tickle to Jhin.
He righteously chopped vegetables while mocking Gabriel: "If not you, then who? You don't cook and can only wait to be fed. What else could you be but a useless maid?"
"Who said I can't cook?"
"Then you do it."
"No, it's too much trouble."
"Then you're a useless maid. Just wait obediently to eat what I make. Get out of the way, don't disturb my cooking."
Although what Jhin said made a little bit of sense, Gabriel found his "useless, useless" teasing extremely annoying, to the point where she wanted to grab a stick and whack him on the back of the head to vent her anger.
In the end, Gabriel didn't do it. Not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't dare.
What if that one whack violated the contract she hadn't read carefully? Wouldn't she have personally cut short her wonderful life in the human world?
Her bit of anger quickly dissipated in the face of Jhin's cooking.
Jhin even thoughtfully prepared a glass of milk for Gabriel to prevent her from getting a stomachache from the spiciness.
"You know what's good for you!"
For the sake of this glass of milk and the delicious food, Gabriel decided to let Jhin off the hook and not fuss over this small matter.
Even though she knew she couldn't handle spicy food, Gabriel just couldn't stop her chopsticks from reaching for the stir-fried beef.
The more she ate, the spicier it got, and the spicier it got, the more she wanted to eat.
Even the sweet and sour pork ribs she had ordered were neglected.
"Hiss-ha~" Gabriel put down her chopsticks and stuck out her small pink tongue, fanning her mouth with her right hand to try and ease the spiciness.
Her left hand reached for the milk, but in her spice-addled state, she knocked over the full glass, spilling it all over her legs.
"Whoa!"
The cold milk dripped onto her legs. Gabriel cried out and stood up, looking vexedly at her soaked fishnet stockings.
While Jhin went to get a rag to wipe the table, Gabriel sat on the floor and prepared to take off her fishnet stockings.
The fishnet stocking was rolled down by Gabriel from her thigh all the way to her slender ankle, which could be encircled by a single hand.
Droplets of milk still remained in the small diamond-shaped mesh on her fair, translucent instep. Her small, rosy toes were like delectable strawberries soaked in milk.
Gabriel awkwardly stretched her sticky toes, the fishnet stocking slowly opening, closing, and twisting as it was stretched. She reached out, grabbed the toe of the stocking, and yanked it off.
Without turning around, Gabriel could feel Jhin's fiery gaze focused on her legs and feet.
That guy is really abnormally interested in girls' feet. Is this what they call a foot fetish online?
Hmph, if I hadn't signed the maid contract, I would never let him look like this!
He calls me a useless maid, but he's the one who can't move as soon as he sees my legs, like a monster in a video game that sees bait.
Now you see the charm of this angel, right, you stupid Jhin?
I just have to show a little leg, and you're utterly seduced.
Of, of course, if he dares to pounce on me, I'll send him straight to hell!
Gabriel fiddled for a long time before finally taking off the fishnet stocking completely. She coughed heavily, then walked into the bathroom with cheerful steps to wash her thighs.
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