“Why did you suddenly decide to be a maid?” Nancy asked me while making breakfast for the both of us in the pack kitchen. Except for Nancy and I, none were in the kitchen.

I sat on the pack dining chair, finding everything surreal.

I've been degraded to eating leftovers at the red flame pack servant's quarters. Now that I can eat freely without mockery, my heart speeds up.

Although I was the one in charge of cooking, I was always strictly watched by the maid, so I wouldn't have a taste of it nor sneak any of it. Instead, they'll combine the leftovers and throw them at me, so...