Everyone looked at each other.
Some already had red cheekbones from drinking.
Hinata, who was sitting facing the mansion, shouted,
"Look, someone has arrived at the house."
Haruki jumped out of his chair and turned in time to see a figure lowering itself. They ran into the mansion and faced the newcomer.
A man of about forty-something, thin and a little more than six feet tall. He was wearing a rather antiquated suit with an apron and rubber gloves. The man stopped cleaning the kitchen sink when they entered and stood by the door with their jaws dropped.
He solemnly introduced himself,
"I am Ita, the butler. I am in charge of cleaning and general housekeeping. Included are the activities of cooking, washing, and ironing for you. There is a fixed menu for each day of the week, which cannot be changed. " Mr. Ita-san had responsible features and a respectful stance.
