CHAPTER 7
Thursday
5:30 P.MKanao's POV
Tanjirou-sama is out just like he said, he's getting something on his work... He even said that I shouldn't work myself too hard, 'He's really a worrier though, just because of me falling asleep last night, I can't believe... well I can totally believe that he can be like that.'
I finished cleaning one of the hotel rooms and got out, I don't want to meet the guest or anything, I don't care about them anyway... Not until I bumped into a guest, 'A drunk man...' I bowed and spoke, "I apologize for the trouble." I looked up at the guest again, seeing him with an annoyed look on his face.
"Huh!? Why did you come inside of someone's room without a permission!?" he asked, shouting, I just insisted to respond quick so I can finally get out of this situation, "Apologies, but.." I saw that his key isn't even in the room I cleaned, "It's not your room that I get inside si-"
He slapped me in the cheek before I've finished my words... that shocked me... "How the hell is this even a five-star when their workers are talking back to their guests huh!?" He was going to hit me again but someone managed to stop him, I looked up to see who it is.
'Tanjirou-sama...' He has a bag in hand... "Sorry sir, but you can't do that to my maid, she was just working like she have to." he said smiling, sarcastically... The drunk stranger then starts to curse a lot causing for a lot of attention to people..
Tanjirou-sama then starts to twist the man's arm to stop him, he let the man go as he starts to cry in pain, he took my hand and pulled me to walk with him which seems to be in his room...
We arrived in his room in no time... I looked down because of the embarrassment that I've caused, 'How I wish that I can go straight in my bed and never wake up...' I just fiddled with my fingers to my skirt while waiting for Tanjirou-sama to speak..
'I can still feel my cheek heating from the slap, this always happens anyway... But Inosuke was the always one to stop those, but now it's Tanjirou-sama who saved me...'
I felt him lifting my bangs up, I looked at him to see that he's slightly bending down to look at me. He smiled as soon as I took a glance of him... "Kanao, is your cheek badly hurt?" he asked, I shook my head lying, 'I don't want him to worry about me too much, I'm just a maid...'
He placed his hand closely in my cheek I've been slapped on, but he stopped halfway, and looked at me first with that, 'Can I?' look, I nodded as my response. He started to touch my cheek and caress it with his thumb, 'His hand... Warm...'
I feel myself slowly approving the touch, 'I miss my sisters calming me down like this...' "Kanao is really bad at lying... How I wish I can wholly own you." he said that quickly made a red dust in my cheeks, I sigh as I lean in more to his hand.. 'I wish too... Tanjirou-sama...' I thought not wanting to say it to him, but only to myself...
"How about we talk and drink the ramune you like?" he asked, still caressing my cheek, I nodded smiling, he stopped touching my cheek and we looked at each other, "I'll get the table ready while you can go take us the drinks in the fridge." I nodded as he starts to walk.
I started to walk on the way to the small fridge of the room and get two ramunes, I closed the fridge and make my way to the table, Tanjirou-sama is busy looking at his bag.. checking on it, maybe?
He noticed me staring at him.. He flashed a slight smirk on his face, I quickly looked away, that smirk of his...! "Hehe sorry I'm just checking if it's broken or anything, the road was quite bumpy lately." he said, finally walking here, but stopped in the bedframe and pick something on the floor, a paper... As I take a better look at it, I gasped, to see the familiarity of the color.
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