Both crouching on the floor, the maid groaned while holding her head.

"This had to be a joke."

Her cheerful demeanour was gone and her face was left twitching, as she looked at the ground.

"Ah man, it's just like my luck for something like this to happen while we're not betting anything."

The maid had thrown two dice to the floor and gotten a whopping total of 3. Tibaut had rolled a five. If it had happened once it would've been that one thing but every single roll they've had while waiting has been won by Tibaut.

Tibaut yawned and got up.

"Where are you going, Maid Red?"

"Tibaut. T-I-B-A-U-T. Call me my name."

She put her hand on her chin and started rubbing it.

"Well, how about you call by mine then? The name's Grace."

"Anyway, I'm tired of this game and I'm going back to the guest building."

As Tibaut walked away, he felt something grab his leg.

"Now, don't be like that Tibaut, we still have a long game ahead of us."

"Alright, I'll leave if you win a game, how does that sound?"

"Hehe, Tibaut you really do want to leave. But no matter, I'll accept."

Tibaut grabbed the dice and threw. Then he picked them up and threw them again. And again. On the fourth time, Grace stopped his hand.

"Now, I know I'm amazing and will probably win anyway but I can't just let you cheat Tibaut."

"So 6 then."

Grace tilted her head at him.

"I was rolling looking for the lowest result. That should be fine right? After all, you look like you need the handicap." He said while grinning.

She punched him on the shoulder and kept smiling.

"Now, Tibaut, you shouldn't be making up excuses in case I win. I think I'll roll double your total to set you straight."

She threw the dice and rolled an earth-shattering 3.

"..."

"Maybe I should have made my condition you losing."

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"Oh shut up, it'll come soon enough."

The door of the building opened and the four that were discussing soon left.

"Being told to do whatever isn't exactly a sign of confidence." Said Elizabeth.

"Well, that's just the way things are around here," Avis responded.

"YES!" someone shouted.

The group immediately turned their attention to the sound and saw two people squatting on the ground outside. The maid with the pale blonde hair and Tibaut whose cheeks were being pulled by her with a smile on her face.

"It appears he's more sociable than I thought," Elizabeth commented.

("I'll need to keep my guard up around that guy") Tina thought as she looked at them.

"Wh-" Jake was cut off.

"Grace!" Avis Shouted.

Within no time she found herself standing directly above Avis. This was the first time Tibaut saw emotion on her face and it was filled with irritation.

She grabbed Grace by her hair and forced her to stand.

"Ow, hey boss lady, good day isn't it?" She said while making a pained expression.

"Grace, what are you doing here? Aren't you on laundry duty?"

"Well, the lord asked me to help with some stuff so I had to dip on that."

"You were supposed to do it yesterday."

"Ah ha, well," she looked to Tibaut, "I would have finished it but he asked me to guide him around the place."

("Oi, don't drag me into this.")

"Really, now? Then what do those dice there have to do with it?"

"I swear I found them there when I arrived."

Avis pulled on her hair more.

"Tch, look at the bottom of your skirt. At least pull it up if you're going to squat down."

She released her and Grace swiftly started dusting off that part of her uniform.

"Anyway, I'm going to be guiding these guys so I'm not sure when I'll be able to return."

Avis sighed.

"Whatever, do as you please. Just know your pay is going to be halved for this."

"(That doesn't sound too bad) Oh no." She unconvincingly stated.

"By the way," Avis stated before leaving, "After you're finished playing hooky, I'll have you solely responsible for drawing our master's art."

"Ugh,"

Avis quickly left and the group was left in Grace's care.

"What's so bad about that?" Tibaut asked.

She reached into the chest area of her uniform and pulled out a book.

"Look."

Tibaut had a gander and found a treasure worth more than gold in his eyes.

"Hey Grace, I think I deserve a little compensation after winning all those rounds."

Jake was curious about what they were talking about but Tibaut grabbed her book and closed it.

Tina was intrigued by this while Elizabeth had an idea of what it was and decided not to dig any further.

"The whole book sounds fair doesn't it?"

"Pft, are you sure you want everything in there?"

Tibaut opened the book and gave it a more thorough glance as he turned the pages. After stopping on a certain he closed the book. He looked at her suspiciously.

"Now, I'm hoping this isn't what you were drawing back there."

"Well the one he wanted wasn't like that, so rest assured it was for me."

Tibaut pretended not to hear that.

"Well whatever, just give me the ones I want."

"If you say so."

No matter how much Tina and Jake asked, he didn't divulge the details of the book.

They soon reached their guest building and Grace brazenly opened the door.

"I see this place is the same as ever."

"Well now that you're here, it shouldn't be long before it's in a better state," Elizabeth responded.

Grace walked further in after hearing such words.

"So Tibaut, I assumed you had fun bringing someone like her back," Elizabeth said.

"Maid outfit."

"?"

"I won't forgive you two unless you put on a maid outfit!"

"Haha Tibaut, that's the spirit." Grace encouraged.

…

With Tibaut bruised and battered on the floor, Tina and Elizabeth enjoyed tea.

"How cruel," Elizabeth commented.

"That pretty boy has some weird tastes," Tina said before sipping.

"Tch, they got me to work." Mumbled Grace as she held a tray with a teapot on it.

Jake picked Tibaut up and placed him and an adjacent couch in the room. They were in the main living room of the building.

"I have to go through it but you guys don't?"

"Take it up with him, not us," Tina said before taking another sip.