Sally's pupils suddenly contracted, her entire cat-like body stiffening as if struck by lightning.
A better choice than being a maid...?
She looked up blankly, her small face tilted and her cat ears twitching uneasily, completely lost to the meaning behind Aster Grant's words.
What choice?
Aster Grant, observing the slightly bewildered catgirl in front of him, reached out and ruffled Sally's somewhat ethereal head.
"Do you really want to remain my little maid forever? Don't you want to change your identity?!"
"You have thoughts of your own; you have your own future..."
Hearing this series of statements, a trace of fear appeared in Sally's eyes.
Why is Mr. Aster suddenly saying these things to me?
Is it because I currently lack the ability to care for Mr. Aster, and he no longer wants me as his maid?
"No!"
She suddenly lunged forward, her ethereal arms tightly wrapping around Aster's waist, "Please, I promise I won't be any trouble!"
