“Damn it! Which vampire made the rule that maids have to work on weekends too?!”
Penelope Jinzhi couldn’t help but complain as she took off her casual clothes.
“I think, if I’m not mistaken, it was you, Young Lady, who made that rule?”
Su Mengdie was sitting at the edge of her own bed, her fair legs crossed, one hand propping up her chin as she stared intently at Penelope, looking utterly relaxed.
“Me?”
Penelope had no recollection of this whatsoever.
But Su Mengdie remembered it perfectly well—
Back when Penelope took over the Jinzhi Family from the Chief Steward, the very first thing she did was to abolish the maids’ paid weekends and make them take turns doing a deep clean.
Maybe, after personally experiencing the weekend cleaning, the Young Lady would take back this truly heinous decision.
With that hope, Su Mengdie happily handed over her frequently-worn Maid Uniform.
“Su Mengdie, Su Mengdie, how do I put on these clothes?”
“Just like your own, slip them on from below.”
“And what about this headpiece?”
“Of course it goes on your head.”
“Eh? Why are white stockings also a must-have…”
“You should ask the Chief Steward about that.”
Su Mengdie never imagined that guiding someone to get dressed could be so tiring—especially when it was the Maid Uniform she herself was most familiar with.
But fortunately, Penelope eventually managed to put on the outfit by herself, so there probably wouldn’t be anything to worry about from now on… right?
For some reason, as Su Mengdie was thinking this, her body suddenly shivered a little.
“So, so, how do I look? Do I look good in this outfit?”
“Aren’t all Maid Uniforms the same? What’s there to look good or not? Anyway, Young Lady, if you keep dawdling, you’re really going to get punished!”
If a maid makes a mistake, she has to be punished—that’s another of the Young Lady’s Punishment Rules.
Although Su Mengdie herself had never made a mistake, she had once seen a maid walk out of the basement, legs clamped together, face red, trembling all over.
That punishment must be truly terrifying…
“Got it, got it! I’m going now!”
The moment Su Mengdie mentioned punishment, Penelope spun around and dashed out to report to the Head Maid.
That wasn’t so strange.
After all, those punishments were set by her, and both she and the Head Maid were the ones who carried them out—no one knew better than she just how terrifying those punishments could be.
But what exactly were those punishments?
Even the fearless Young Lady had shown such a frightened expression—that alone piqued Su Mengdie’s curiosity.
“No, no, now’s not the time to be thinking about that!”
Just as Su Mengdie was letting her thoughts wander, she suddenly remembered she still had serious business to attend to—
She had to find her Transformation Device!
“Knew it, it’s right here!”
Opening the drawer with her accessories, Su Mengdie immediately saw the White Gold Butterfly Necklace lying quietly in the wooden box.
The necklace looked perfectly fine, it should still work.
Picking up the necklace, Su Mengdie opened the door a crack and peeked into the hallway outside.
“Great, no one!”
After closing the door again, Su Mengdie gripped the necklace tightly and recited the transformation incantation with practiced ease.
“Spirit of Wind, dancing flowers, heed my call!”
The butterfly necklace in her hand suddenly emitted a white light, then quickly faded as if it was just teasing her.
“No big deal, maybe the necklace is broken.”
She just couldn’t transform, that’s all—not a big problem.
As long as Canary dares to show herself, even if it means using this body…
“Ugh… better not.”
Recalling the mess she was in this morning, pinned to the bed by Penelope, Su Mengdie instantly gave up on that foolish idea.
Rather than forging the body into something holy, it seemed more reliable to just get her own body back…
Lazily lying on her bed, Su Mengdie cracked the Young Lady’s phone password with zero effort, and then typed a message in her chat app to the one nicknamed ‘Dumb Pig Little Ke’.
‘Xiaoke, when will you have results on what I asked you this morning?’
‘No idea, what’s the rush’
‘My Transformation Device is broken, I can’t transform.’
‘Impossible! If yours broke, that thing can’t possibly break’
‘Well I just can’t transform, what now?’
While venting her grievance, Su Mengdie attached a ‘washed cat’ emoji.
‘Maybe it’s because you swapped bodies. Just wait, I’ll ask the boss when I get back. Don’t message me for now, I’m still in class!’
Mo Xiaoke sent the same emoji back.
But… why is her emoji bigger than mine?!
“Guess I’ll go check on the Young Lady first.”
Su Mengdie slipped the necklace into her pocket, deleted all records about the transformation, and left the room.
As expected, the Young Lady, who didn’t even know how to dress herself, didn’t disappoint in cleaning either.
After hearing the sound of shattering ceramic, Su Mengdie and the Head Maid rushed to the scene almost simultaneously.
Staring at the floor covered in shards of porcelain and the corridor’s glass streaked with water, Su Mengdie’s expression instantly darkened.
Not good!
Noticing the Young Lady’s change, the Head Maid immediately stepped forward and shielded Qing’er and Penelope behind her.
As one of those most familiar with the Young Lady, the Head Maid knew well just how terrifying the Young Lady’s anger could be.
Normally, her strictness toward the maids, including Su Mengdie, was just duty—to keep them from making mistakes and suffering the Young Lady’s punishment.
They’re human, after all.
But the Young Lady couldn’t tolerate even a grain of sand in her eyes; whenever she saw the slightest mistake, she demanded severe punishment.
“Young Lady, this must have just been an accident. I’ll clean this up right away.”
The Head Maid bent down, about to pick up the shards, but Su Mengdie stopped her.
“Wait!”
“Young Lady?”
The Head Maid looked up in surprise, seeing an unusual hint of concern in the Young Lady’s eyes.
“Picking them up with your hands is too dangerous. Go get a broom.”
Was the Young Lady turning over a new leaf?
…
No, that can’t be!
She must be trying to get rid of me, so she can punish Qing’er and Su Mengdie herself!
“Yes~ Qing’er, go fetch the broom.”
Confident she’d seen through the Young Lady’s plan, the Head Maid ordered the more reliable Qing’er to do it instead.
But as soon as Qing’er left, Su Mengdie waved at Penelope right in front of the Head Maid.
“Xiao… Die, come here for a second.”
Su Mengdie just wanted to make sure the Young Lady hadn’t been hurt.
But in the Head Maid’s eyes, this was clearly a sign that, since her first plan hadn’t worked, the Young Lady was going to take Su Mengdie away by force!
“Young Lady, if you want to punish Su Mengdie, let me take her. It’s a rare weekend—you still have family business to handle, don’t you?”
Eh~?
When did she ever say she wanted to punish the Young Lady?!
Hearing the Head Maid’s wild imagination, Su Mengdie forced herself to keep a straight face, but her eyes darted nervously to Penelope, who looked like she was enjoying the show.
‘Young Lady, you’ve got to believe me!’
“No, you’ve got it wrong, I just want to make sure Xiao… Die isn’t hurt.”
She really just wanted to check if her own body was injured!
But the more Su Mengdie tried to explain, the more convinced the Head Maid became—
The Young Lady must be using ‘checking for injuries’ as an excuse to drag Su Mengdie down to the basement for punishment!
If that’s the case…
“Young Lady, I’ll take Su Mengdie to the basement right away!”