ERA’S POV
I took a sudden leap. That scared me for a second, what the hell was going on? He woke up before me. How do I cook when everything is already on the table? He was drinking coffee right in front of me. Doesn’t he have any hangover? Tsk.

"I thought you wanted a glass of milk," he even fills the tall glass with milk, "Here. Come and have breakfast with me."

I was shrouded in shame. Era, you messed up. First, put your shame aside. You're hungry, aren't you?

What day of the week is it today? Why is he getting too comfortable with me? Isn't he supposed to have a schedule for today? Because I can't afford to be awkward around him. I'm so embarrassed right now.

After all, he didn't put anything on the food, did he? Drugs? Laxatives?

“Come on, you getting suspicious of me wouldn’t fill your tummy.”

I just sat down, got myself rice and fried eggs. Even though I wasn't looking, my peripheral vision reflected that he was just watching me. I don't get why he's always smiling. He is very passive and calm. I don't think I'll be able to do that.

“After that, we’ll go to the grocery store. Buy your necessities, toiletries, and other items you need—"

"Sir, maybe you'll lose money if you continue that kindness toward me?"

“Oh. I like Mr. Chippy. Get me two large packs.”

Ugh. I know that. I'm his maid, so I'm the one pushing the cart, I'm also the one who gets what he says. I just follow him wherever he goes.

"Take yours too, don't be shy—"

I took two packs of the purple cream stick as well as polvoron. He was making fun of me so I couldn't help but sigh.

“Are you a kid?”

“Why? Is it a requirement to be a child to eat sweet candies?” I fired back.

He was quiet when I returned the question. What, a cat got his tongue? So… that's it, he's the one pushing the cart. I think he was annoyed at me— unable to make face. He put everything he saw. Eh, why? Did I say something wrong?

We ended up at Savory after grocery shopping. We also have five large Eco bags. I'm carrying three bags, he's got two. I had five with me earlier. Fortunately, he took pity on me, he took the Eco bag with heavy contents.

"What will you order, Sir? Ma'am?"

"A whole chicken as well as a fillet. Three servings of fried rice A pitcher of iced tea would suffice as a beverage."

"Would you like some dessert, Sir?"

"No, thanks."

“Let me repeat, Sir. A whole of chicken and fish fillet. Then three bowls of fried rice then a pitcher of iced tea for dine-in.”

He didn't even ask what I wanted?! Am I that invisible to him?

“Why are you frowning like that?”

Just because... argh. I'm getting embarrassed. But did I really frown? Shouldn't he be the one to be upset because he's the one who spent too much on me?

"What now—"

"It's just that my head just hurts, Sir."

"It hurts more when you don't have a head."

There you have it again. He's mocking me even more. I think I'm about to have my period. I don't know as long as everything I notice is annoying.

“Just kidding! Hahaha! I was only trying to make you laugh, Era. All right, let’s just take these out so we can go home. Miss!”

He has been driving for about half an hour. We were stuck in traffic even if it was a Saturday. I can't fall asleep because I'm afraid he might talk to me, which would be embarrassing.

“I know you’re wondering why we bought our groceries there. Two hours away from home. Isn’t it weird?”

“How come, Sir? There are a lot of grocery stores near your home.”

“I despise greeting people. Especially students. And— you’re with me. What if they think beyond the line? Something malicious thoughts or such?”

Fuck, my head really hurts like hell. Why now? Did somebody grant me that? That's just a joke! Argh, screw it.

“A- Are you all right?!”

He must have noticed that I was closing my eyes while squeezing my temple. He's overreacting once again. Is he really like this?

“I'll take a nap, Sir. Is it okay?"

“Y- Yeah! I will lean your chair a little so you can sleep soundly.”

I didn't sleep the whole trip. How come his voice is pleasant to hear? Why is that? Why does he have all of the characteristics of a blessed person? Why are my leadership abilities skewed?

"Cause I've been aiming for Heaven above, but an angel ain't what I need..."

Ugh. This is fucking aggravating.

“Era, hey. Wake up.”

I was overwhelmed by the pat on the back. His hand is extremely warm, I want to get drowned at his touch. Especially now as he helps me sit up from lying down.

"Turn off your aircon... it's cold..."

"Have this soup first before you go back to sleep again."

Huh? Am I sick? W- Wait a dam minute! Why is my dress different?!

"M- My clothes... where are they?"

“Ah. I changed your clothes. You were drenched in sweat last night. You almost had a convulsion.” W- What did he say?! He changed what I’m wearing?!

“I didn't see anything. Why? Is there any I can… see?”

I couldn't stop myself from hitting him. I’m thrilled with what he has done! Why didn’t he ask me before taking off my clothes?! Why should I be afraid?! Go ahead and give me a five! Please give me a failing grade! I'm not afraid to retake his class! Ah... shit. I only recently realized... He is the only professor who teaches that subject. Meh.

"Do you hear what you're saying?!"

“Yes, I do? I didn't undress you under— AAH!! It hurts! Oh! My sideburns!”

“It hurts, right?! It hurts?!”

“I blindfolded myself, okay?! This is the handkerchief I used! Why would I yearn for you? That's crazy.”

I was astounded by what I heard. Yes, this is still the underwear I'm wearing. Right. He looks sincere. Breathe, Era. Calm the fuck down.

"S- Sorry," I dumbfoundedly whispered.

“Have this soup first. I have to go now—“

Unconsciously, I touched the sleeves of his dress. I closed my eyes several times, trying to figure out to myself why I did it. Am I begging for attention?

“I'll just to be under time so you have someone with you, huh? I’ll be right over after lunch.”

"O- Okay..."

He helped me lie down and tucked me in before he left. I was dizzy, honestly. But I tried to get up. I'm ashamed. I should be cleaning the house now.