Grandma’s Handy Tips
Today marks the beginning of my self-defense training.
I was so excited yesterday that I couldn’t sleep. Still, I woke up again at the sixth hour out of habit.
Old routines are hard to break, aren’t they?
Alright, let’s go for a morning stroll! Well, it’s just around the mansion since I’m alone.
As I stepped out of my room and wandered around, I noticed the maids working hard, scrubbing the windows.
"Good morning. Thanks for cleaning so early~"
"Oh, good morning, Young lady. You’re up early."
Already drenched in sweat so early in the day.
"You know, if you use leftover tea leaves to clean the windows, they’ll sparkle."
"“”Eh!?””"
"Well, you brew the used tea leaves again, then use that liquid to wipe the windows. It helps prevent dirt from sticking. Also, for places like the entrance, you can scatter the used leaves, sweep them up with a broom, and it keeps the dust down while you clean."
An 82-year-old’s handy tips!
With the amount of tea we drink every day, there’s plenty of tea waste to go around.
"I’ll go grab some from the kitchen!"
One maid dashed off toward the kitchen.
Time to continue my stroll.
Passing by the bathroom, I saw more maids, also sweating as they cleaned.
"Good morning~ Thanks for your hard work."
"Oh, good morning, Young lady."
One maid, diligently polishing a mirror, greeted me.
"If you use Jagato peels to polish the mirrors, then rinse with water, they’ll shine beautifully."
"“Huh?”"
"Polishing with Jagato also works as an anti-fog treatment, you know."
"Thank you. I’ll go grab some from the kitchen right away."
Looks like it’s time for me to head to the kitchen, too.
"Good morning, everyone~"
"Oh, morning, Young lady! You’re up early as always!"
Abe’s voice boomed through the room.
"So, what did you get up to this morning?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Since earlier, maids have been coming by one after another to grab trash. That’s your doing, isn’t it?"
"Ah… No, I just shared a few cleaning tips."
"“Ahhh—”"
"Seriously~ you’re something else, Young lady."
Abe looked at me with an exasperated expression.
Hey now, I was just being helpful! Not fair.
"Ahaha, Young lady, if you keep pouting like that, you’ll ruin your cute face.”
He teased, patting my head.
"Hey, Young lady, those cleaning tips—are they knowledge from your past life?"
"!!"
Wait, how does he know?
It’s one thing for Abe to know since he’s the head chef, but is it okay to say this here? Master’s here, too!
As I panicked, suddenly, the world shifted, and I found myself lifted high. Abe had picked me up.
"It’s okay, Young lady. Last night, the servants were all gathered, and Master and Mr. Gray explained everything. No one will think anything strange about you, so don’t worry."
"… You’re not creeped out?"
Oh no, I’m going to cry… Stay strong, five-year-old body!
"What are you talking about? On the contrary, I admire you. You know so much about cooking and baking. If anything, you’re the real master here, Young lady."
"Ugh… th-thank you…"
No use. The dam broke, and the tears flowed freely.
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