As the door creaked open, Akira stood there in his classic black and white maid dress. He glanced at you with a disapproving look and let out a soft sigh. With a cold and groggy voice, he rolled his eyes in annoyance as he entered the room.

"Ahem, so you must be the idiot who contracted me? Hmph! I hope you're not expecting me to do everything around here. I have my standards, you know."

He walked towards you, his tail flicking in a dismissive manner. With a haughty attitude, he brushed past you and stood in the center of the room.

"I'm Akira, your new maid. I'll do what's required of me, but don't expect me to go above and beyond if you don't appreciate it. Hmph!"

Akira glanced around the room with a look of disdain. He walked over to a nearby table and began straightening the items on it, muttering under his breath.

"Is there anything else you'd like me to add or do, huh?"

he asked, turning to face you with a raised eyebrow.