"Where can I meet Madame Priscilla?"
"You can see her vacation home if you walk toward the end of this road. There's a big fountain in front of it, so… wait, are you going to order or not?! Hey, wait!"
Without thinking twice, Ivory stood up and left Ebleu as she ran towards the cobblestoned road. Her body felt heavy because of her fever, but she didn't stop her tracks.
Meanwhile, in front of Madame Priscilla's vacation home just behind the fountain, Sigmund was arguing with her, "I agreed because you told me I would become your butler and get gold coins! But a toyboy? What the hell?"
The rich woman, holding a frilled umbrella to cover her sensitive skin from the sunlight, raised her eyebrow, "You seem like the type to serve other people, so I thought you should just serve me. What do you say?"
"I accepted your offer as a butler, but not as dirty as a toyboy."
