A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.
Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Lisa held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it-The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.
"M-Master, stop, Jung...
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Jungkook's back hit the bottom of the bathtub.
He had grabbed Lisa as they were falling and pulled her into his arms so that she would fall on top of him.
There wasn't a single scratch on her body thanks to his swift action, but Lisa was much more surprised than if she were to have fallen by herself.
Jungkook got up as soon as his body touched the floor and stepped out of the bath to scan Lisa's body for any injuries. When he confirmed she wasn't hurt, he let out a sigh and tried to push himself away, but Lisa grabbed him by the forearm and pulled him close.
"Master, are you all right?"
"...I'm fine. What about you? Weren't you surprised to fall down suddenly?"
Lisa's eyes glistened with tears.
The Jungkook before her in this dream was no different from the one she knew in her childhood. He didn't care if he was injured himself and only showed concern for Lisa, worried that she might have gotten a shock.
When Lisa first began receiving beatings on his behalf, she was once severely punished for ten days as Jungkook argued against her new position to his parents.
As soon as she was released from punishment, Jungkook would examine her to see if she was hurt anywhere and ask her if she was okay.
He never looked back at himself, so Lisa had to be by his side.
Lisa vowed to stay next to him once she woke up from this dream.
In fact, this must have been a dream for that reason. It was a dream telling her to stay by Jungkook's side so that he wouldn't be alone and to protect him.
"What do you mean you're fine. Your arms, no, your back. Please show me your back."
Lisa threw herself on him with no hesitation. She had a lot of experience serving him as a maid. A minute was more than enough for her to strip and dress someone. Her nimble fingers quickly unbuttoned Jungkook's wet shirt and pulled it back.
A wet, solid body was revealed. It was an admirable body that caught people's eyes. Lisa was on the verge of tears as she moved her hands around his back, scanning for injuries.
"An injury, injury...Oh. There's nothing."
"I told you I was all right. I wouldn't get hurt over something like this, so don't worry," Jungkook said, grabbing her wrists. Lisa's fingers, which had been groping his back, hung in midair as they had no place to go.
Only then did Lisa realize what she had done.
She had rushed in naked and stripped Jungkook of his clothes. And as if that wasn't enough, she even dared to have a scene in this dream of her master fondling her breasts.
Lisa staggered, feeling dizzy, and ended up leaning forward.
As soon as her forehead touched Jungkook's back, he spoke in a low voice that sounded clearly troubled.
