My Maid is Cute Chapter 99 : Rebecca’s Day (Patreon)

Rebecca’s Day

This is a side story. A tale of what happened after the main story. A certain day in Rebecca’s life.

Note: There are some slight depictions of intimacy. Please be advised.

For Rebecca, a maid, the mornings start early.

She wakes up at almost the exact same time the sun rises.

“…Mmh.”

She groans in bed, trying to sit up.

“…”

However, since she is currently being held tight by Wendy, who is sleeping with her, this is quite difficult. Trying not to wake Wendy, she slips out of her arms as quietly as possible and gets out of bed.

First, she cleanses her body, then dons a dress and apron.

After tidying her hair somewhat, it is immediately time for breakfast. She prepares the meal in a kitchen designed to be easy for her to use. Incidentally, since Wendy basically sleeps until near noon, breakfast is for one person only. Since she is the only one eating, she makes something simple.

Today’s menu is vegetable soup with smoked meat, bread, cheese, and hot tea.

She lines the dishes up on the table and eats silently. It is her daily routine to construct the day’s schedule in her head while eating.

Once finished eating, she quickly washes the used tableware and does a light cleaning of the kitchen.

By the time she finishes cleaning the kitchen, the doorbell announces a visitor.

“Coming.”

She scampers to the entrance. Just in case, she checks the outside through the small peephole in the door. After confirming who it is, she opens the door.

“Morning! Rebecca.”

Standing on the other side of the door was a large, middle-aged woman wearing an apron. She grinned broadly and stepped into the house.

“Good morning, Mrs. Dorothy.”

This large woman named Dorothy is a resident of this island and a commuting servant. Soon after they moved to the island, Wendy, judging that it would naturally be difficult for Rebecca to handle all the housework alone, hired her.

“Here, I bought the things you asked for.”

“Thank you as always!”

Rebecca accepted the packages from Dorothy and bowed.

Dorothy lives with her husband a short distance from this mansion. She is a reliable person who comes every day only for the morning to help Rebecca with cleaning, laundry, cooking, and sometimes even shopping.

“Where shall we start cleaning today?”

“Um, let’s start with the laundry, please.”

Exchanging words with Dorothy, they proceed with laundry and then cleaning. Although not as much as the Caldwell estate, there is still quite a lot of work. In particular, Wendy’s library has many books and gathers dust easily, so daily cleaning and maintenance are indispensable.

“It’s been getting hotter little by little lately; are you and the Young Lady doing alright?”

“So far, so good… though sometimes I do get a craving for something cold.”

“In that case, shall we make ice cream today?”

“Eh, ice cream!?”

Dorothy nodded with a hearty laugh at Rebecca, whose eyes were sparkling.

Dorothy handles general housework, but her skill at making sweets is particularly wonderful. At the Caldwell house, Rebecca learned cooking, but naturally, she had rarely made sweets, so this was something to be grateful for. Both Rebecca and Wendy love sweet things.

After finishing the cleaning, they prepped lunch in the kitchen. Afterward, just as she had suggested, Dorothy made ice cream. Rebecca watched the process while taking notes from the side.

“Can we serve it for lunch dessert?”

“It’s better to let it chill thoroughly, so afternoon tea time or dinner dessert would be best.”

Just as they were working while conversing,

“…Morning.”

Wendy, finally awake, entered the kitchen.

“Good morning, Lady Wendy.”

Rebecca greeted her loudly, then smiled wryly at Wendy’s appearance. Although she had changed clothes, Wendy’s eyes were clearly still sleepy. Her short hair was also slightly messy. Wendy always works until late at night, so she usually gets up around noon.

“Morning! My Lady.”

Wendy nodded lightly to Dorothy’s cheerful greeting. She immediately took Rebecca’s hand.

“…Becca.”

Wendy said almost nothing, but Rebecca immediately understood and nodded lightly. Glancing to the side, Dorothy nodded with a wry smile.

Pulled by Wendy, they headed to the living room. Wendy sat down primly on the large sofa, and Rebecca went behind her. Taking out a comb, she began to arrange Wendy’s hair.

This is their daily ritual.

As the comb passed through her hair, Wendy silently, but happily, closed her eyes. Seeing this, a smile spilled unconsciously onto Rebecca’s face as well.

While the two were doing this, Dorothy began preparing lunch.

“Getting along well as usual, I see.”

Saying that, she briskly placed the finished dishes on the table.

Neither Rebecca nor Wendy had ever told Dorothy about their relationship or past. Dorothy never asked about the relationship between Rebecca and Wendy, nor did she look at them with strange eyes. She probably suspected it, but she never said a word and simply watched over them. It seems Wendy secretly likes that about her very much.

After Wendy was groomed, it was lunch. Many dishes used vegetables and fish caught on Milbasa Island in abundance.

The lunch menu was salad, bread, fish meunière, and for dessert, jelly with Dorothy’s special fruit.

Rebecca sat at the table with Wendy and savored the lunch.

“This jelly is very delicious!”

When Rebecca praised the dessert, Dorothy smiled with satisfaction.

“Eat plenty. There’s more.”

Incidentally, Wendy was silent, but she ate everything on her plate cleanly without leaving anything behind.

around the time they were clearing the lunch plates, the bell rang to announce a visitor.

“Hello there~”

The one who arrived with a relaxed smile was a slender man wearing a straw hat.

It was Dorothy’s husband, Teddy.

“What is it, you! Barging in here suddenly, how rude!”

Dorothy said, sounding a little angry. Teddy shrugged his shoulders.

“I came to pick you up. Also, I thought I’d hand this over. Letters for the Young Lady.”

Saying that, Teddy held out a bundle of letters to Rebecca. Rebecca accepted them with a wry smile. Teddy is Milbasa Island’s only postal worker. Incidentally, since there isn’t much work, he apparently also does farming at home.

“Here, these are vegetables grown at our place~. Please eat them if you’d like.”

Saying so, he gave them lots of fresh vegetables.

“Wow, thank you very much!”

Rebecca thanked him as she accepted them. Wendy was silent but bowed her head lightly.

“Well then, we’ll be heading back now! See you tomorrow!”

“If you have any trouble, call us anytime~”

Her work finished, Dorothy waved along with Teddy and returned to their home.

After the meal, she brewed tea for Wendy. Rebecca cleaned up the used dishes without drinking tea herself.

Wendy gazed absentmindedly at Rebecca doing housework while sipping her tea.

“Lady Wendy, are you tired?”

When Rebecca called out while putting plates away in the cupboard, Wendy tilted her head.

“Hmm… maybe a little tired…”

Looking closely, there were dark circles under Wendy’s eyes, and her complexion was a little pale.

“Perhaps you should take the day off work…”

When a worried Rebecca suggested this, Wendy shook her head firmly.

“I won’t rest. It’s almost finished. The deadline is close, too.”

When she asserted that, Rebecca couldn’t say anything more.

Instead, she silently approached Wendy and gently stroked her head. Wendy relaxed her lips and closed her eyes.

“Mmh, mmh.”

Watching her laugh softly, Rebecca spoke.

“Please don’t push yourself too hard.”

“Yeah. I know.”

“I will prepare tea and sweets later. I’ll bring them to your room, so please take a break then.”

At those words, Wendy looked up through her lashes and made a sweet, pleading voice.

“I don’t want tea, I want milk.”

Rebecca nodded, laughing.

“Honey?”

“Of course, put it in!”

“Understood.”

At Rebecca’s reply, Wendy smiled happily. She stood up, planted a light kiss on Rebecca’s forehead, and headed to the study.

After watching her leave, Rebecca sat down at the table. She then began organizing the letters she had received from Teddy earlier.

“This is from the publisher… This is from Lord Christopher…”

Most of the letters were addressed to Wendy. The majority were from the publisher. There were letters from the editor, but fan letters for Renatoa Ser Ward were exceedingly numerous. Fan letters sent to the publisher were forwarded directly to Wendy. Sometimes gifts were sent as well.

Incidentally, Rebecca also sometimes received letters from former servants and maid friends like Carrie and Jeanne. It seemed there were none today.

After sorting the delivered letters, she put them into a small basket on the table. If she did this, Wendy would look through them properly. Surprisingly, she apparently read letters from fans thoroughly as well, though she never wrote replies.

After organizing the letters, next was gardening. She changed into clothes easy to move in and put on a hat before going out into the garden. Weeding, tending to the flowers, and performing simple garden maintenance. Since it was a hot season and a large garden, doing everything was difficult. Someday she wanted to try a vegetable garden, but since Teddy gave them vegetables frequently, they had enough for now. Besides, Rebecca’s body was still small, so doing simple maintenance like this was the best she could do.

Resolving to maintain the garden in earnest with Dorothy in the near future, she finished watering the flowers.

She entered the house, changed her clothes, and washed her hands. While she was at it, she cleaned the sinks and water areas.

In the afternoon, she spent most of her time on housework like this, but on days when Wendy didn’t have work, they sometimes spent time quietly reading together.

Though rare, sometimes the two of them would go out, take a walk, or go shopping. Even saying shopping, there weren’t many shops on this island. They just bought necessary amounts of stationery and small items Wendy used at the few general stores.

For daily necessities, Dorothy would buy them if asked, and sometimes Christopher would send various things out of consideration.

Rebecca almost never shopped for herself. She received a sufficient salary from Wendy, and she had considerable savings from her time working at the Caldwell house. If Rebecca claimed she wanted something, Wendy would likely arrange for it immediately. In fact, Wendy had asked her several times if there was anything she wanted, but each time she shook her head and declined.

There were hardly any material things Rebecca herself wanted. In their daily life, Wendy provided whatever was necessary before she even realized she needed it.

For Rebecca, the greatest wish was for Wendy to be smiling. If this calm life continued as it was, that was enough.

Looking at the clock, it was about tea time. Wendy always had tea, or milk, and small sweets around this time. Following the earlier request, she warmed the milk and added honey. After thinking a little, she added a few small biscuits.

Thinking they would have the ice cream for dinner dessert, she placed the milk and biscuits on a tray and headed to Wendy’s room.

When she knocked on the door, there was no reply. But since this was usual, Rebecca entered the room trying to make as little noise as possible.

The moment she entered the room, she heard a metallic sound. Wendy was typing intently on the typewriter at her desk. She hadn’t even noticed Rebecca entering.

Once Wendy started writing a novel, she often became too absorbed and entered a state of hyper-focus. If left alone like this, she would likely continue hitting the typewriter forgetting to sleep or eat.

Rebecca smiled wryly, placed the tray on the table in the center of the room, and gently tapped Wendy’s shoulder.

Wendy stopped her hands with a start. Then, she turned her gaze to Rebecca with a dazed look.

“…Sorry, Becca. I didn’t notice.”

“Good work. I brought your milk.”

Wendy closed her eyes and let out a voice as if suppressing her eyes with one hand.

“…Is it that time already?”

“Yes. You were focused, weren’t you?”

Wendy nodded and stood up slowly.

She moved to the table, sat down on the sofa, and picked up the cup of milk. Rebecca looked at Wendy, who had a somewhat difficult expression, with a puzzled face.

“Lady Wendy? Are you really alright?”

“Yeah…”

Wendy stared at the milk and continued.

“I was just writing a somewhat… difficult scene, so I’m just tired.”

Then, she sipped the warm milk. Swallowing a mouthful, Wendy’s expression softened.

“Sweet… delicious…”

Wendy slowly ate the warm milk and biscuits alternately. Meanwhile, Rebecca looked around Wendy’s room.

Wendy spent a lot of time working in this study. Cleaning happened about once or twice a week. Once Wendy’s work settled down, she would have to air out this room and clean it.

While thinking about such things, Wendy, having finished her milk, reached out and grabbed Rebecca’s hand.

“Whoa.”

Pulled in just like that, she settled completely into Wendy’s arms.

“Mhmhm.”

“Geez, Lady Wendy, you surprised me!”

When she said that, Wendy laughed and this time started tickling Rebecca’s body.

“Whoa, ah, wait, sto… ha, hyaah!”

Raising her voice, she twisted her body and collapsed onto the sofa. Wendy also giggled, planting kisses on Rebecca’s face and neck. She buried her face in Rebecca’s body.

“Haa… this heals me…”

Rebecca gently stroked Wendy’s hair. The blonde hair she had cut short after moving here was growing out little by little. Wendy was beautiful with any hairstyle, but thinking she really wanted her to grow it out again, Wendy finally looked up, seeming satisfied.

“Thanks, I feel a bit more energetic.”

At that smile, Rebecca laughed, feeling relieved too.

“That is better than anything. What kind of story are you writing?”

When she asked that, Wendy answered with sparkling eyes.

“The book I’m writing now isn’t a children’s book, but a slightly scary novel. One that gives you chills. It has mystery elements, and thinking of the tricks was really hard. But, it’s a novel many people will likely enjoy! Listen, listen, the plot is—”

Once the topic turned to books, Wendy wouldn’t stop for a while. Rebecca continued to watch Wendy’s happy figure with a smile.

After spending a fun time with Wendy, she brought in the laundry, folded it carefully, and stored it in the closet. If there were tears or frays in the clothes, she mended them.

After that came the inspection of supplies and the pantry. She had to check carefully for shortages or lost items.

Working hard like this, evening came in the blink of an eye. Seeing it getting dark little by little, she started preparing dinner next.

Using the vegetables received from Teddy and the good pork Dorothy had bought, she decided on the menu.

The menu was white bread, sautéed pork and mushrooms, marinated vegetables, potato soup, and for dessert, the ice cream made with Dorothy. Also, since Wendy had started enjoying alcohol since moving to this island, she would add wine if requested.

“Lady Wendy! It’s dinner time!”

Rebecca called out toward Wendy’s room. When absorbed in writing novels, Wendy sometimes didn’t notice being called, so in those cases, she would go to the study to get her. Fortunately, today she came out of the room immediately. She approached the table and sat in her chair. Rebecca sat down facing her.

“Thanks as always…”

“Would you like some alcohol?”

“Not today…”

Her complexion was clearly tired, but her expression was a little soft.

“Does it look like you’ll finish work?”

“A little more, I think… There’s the final check too. And I have to have the editor look at it…”

“I look forward to it being released.”

They ate dinner while exchanging conversation. The ice cream Dorothy made was exquisite.

“This is delicious…”

Wendy also ate the ice cream with a beaming face.

After dinner, she immediately washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. Meanwhile, Wendy headed straight back to the study.

“Becca, go to sleep ahead of me today.”

“Understood… Would you like milk or tea?”

Wendy always worked until late at night, sometimes until midnight. If she wished, Rebecca would prepare hot milk, tea, or a light snack as a late-night meal, but…

“No. I’m fine today. I want to concentrate.”

It seemed unnecessary tonight.

Rebecca continued while putting away the dishes.

“Please take a bath, okay? And please don’t stay up too late.”

“Okaaay.”

Wendy gave a light reply while waving her hand flutteringly and left.

Once the dishes were washed and the kitchen cleanup was done, the day’s duties were finished.

After that was bathing. Rebecca’s room had a small bathroom for her use. She prepared hot water in the tub, washed her entire body, and then soaked in the ceramic bath.

Occasionally, Wendy wanted to bathe with Rebecca and would suddenly burst into the bathroom, but fortunately, that didn’t happen today.

Relieved by that, she finished a quick cleaning of the bathroom. While drying her hair, she thought about tomorrow.

Since Wendy’s work had reached a stopping point, they could surely spend time together tomorrow. She would make some delicious sweets. It might be nice to go out together, take a walk, or read books. She looked forward to it very much.

Thinking about tomorrow with her heart secretly dancing, Rebecca arranged her hair, brushed her teeth, and headed to the bedroom.

There was only one bedroom. A large bed was placed in the center, and this was where Rebecca and Wendy slept. As she had said earlier, Wendy seemed to still be working, so she wasn’t in the bedroom.

Feeling a little disappointed, Rebecca got into bed. Sometimes she read books in bed, but today she was tired, so she decided to sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, drowsiness crept up on her. Wrapped in slumber, she eventually sank into the world of dreams.

However, this did not mean Rebecca’s day was completely over.

In the middle of the night, there was a sound, followed by the rustling presence of someone next to her. Her face was gently stroked, and Rebecca woke up. She realized immediately that Wendy had gotten into bed.

“Lady Wendy…”

She called her name softly, but there was no reply. Instead, her lips were sealed. Accepting it, Rebecca reached out and gently touched her hair. The green eyes visible before her shone happily.

“…Work?”

When she asked briefly, Wendy grasped Rebecca’s hand, nuzzling her cheek against it as she spoke.

“I finished it… Next, I have to concentrate on you.”

“What is that?”

When Rebecca giggled, Wendy pressed her lips against hers again as if to silence her.

They kissed repeatedly, calling each other’s names. A time filled with happiness, as if their whole bodies would melt, passed by.

Eventually, Wendy hugged Rebecca as if satisfied and sank into sleep. Rebecca, feeling Wendy’s body heat, closed her eyes and fell into slumber once more.

And so, she woke up again with the sunrise.

Next to her, Wendy was sleeping with a peaceful face as usual. Feeling love for Wendy’s face, Rebecca stroked her cheek.

—How many more times can I welcome such a happy morning?

Suddenly, she thought of such a thing.

That day was approaching slowly but steadily. In a few more years, her body would reach its limit. Just thinking about it made her heart freeze and dye itself in sadness.

Someday, she would have to leave this precious and beloved person behind.

—But, until then.

She thought she would make as many happy memories as possible.

Together with this beloved person.

Background Settings

• Dorothy Blake

• Teddy Blake

A couple living on Milbasa Island. Dorothy is originally from Milbasa Island. She lived in the royal capital, but returned to Milbasa Island with her husband after her only son became independent. Teddy is laid-back and a bit airheaded, while Dorothy has a bright and hearty personality. They are a similar couple who both believe “Don’t worry about the small details, as long as you can spend time laughing, no problem!”

Later, Dorothy would be the first to discover Wendy after she passed away. But that is a story for the very, very distant future.