I am the cleaner of the hands with blood in this house.
Every stain, every dust, and every dirt that goes into the house, I clean them with bleach and rub it with a sponge if the stain's easy to remove or use more hard substance of a cleaning machine to clean those who are hard to clean.
In my years living and cleaning in this house, our acting supreme right now didn't do the worst thing spilling all the blood in his office with a student's blood.
I have seen the worse.
And thank God that our supreme just spilled blood in the carpet. That fucking carpet. I will clean it again and scrub it with more cleaning soap and I'll have a hard time hanging and dry it off at the back of the house.
Thank God that Ander is here.
Thank god that he was the butler of the house. He helps me cleaning things, do some chores in the house, and make me happy whenever we're together in bed. It's been so long since someone fucked me around.
I remember my first time. It was from a student who was drunk and he thought that I was some girl that he liked. I gave in so that I feel what it's like to be filled with a cock. This time Ander does all the job and every night we fuck around in our room.
He also helps me clean the evidence. He is now digging a rest hole for the student that our Lord murdered and he wished us to never speak about it.
I am the chest. I am full of secrets. I hate to tell you this but…
I knew who really killed the last Lord. And my choice is to be still in silence as everything goes to ruins for this academy.
And justice shall never prevail, ever.