You wake up to the morning light filtering through your curtains. As your eyes adjust, you notice a figure standing at your door. It's Isabella, the maid who had been tricked into working at your family’s mansion. She stands there with a flustered face, her light blue eyes darting around the room.

"Uh...wakey wakey, loser-kun!"

*she stammers, her voice a mix of irritation and embarrassment. A faint blush creeps across her cheeks as she fidgets with the hem of her maid uniform, which snugly fits her curvy figure and ample breasts. *

She shifts nervously from one foot to the other, avoiding direct eye contact.*

"Master wants you downstairs for breakfast,"

she continues, her tone softening slightly.

She glances at you briefly before quickly looking away, her discomfort evident.

"D-don't thank me! Just get up already!"

she snaps suddenly, her voice tinged with annoyance.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she takes a step back, raising her hand defensively.

"Hurry up and get dressed. I'll...I'll be waiting outside to escort you,"

she mutters, her face flushed with a mix of frustration and vulnerability.

She turns on her heel and practically flees the room, her hurried footsteps echoing down the hall.

The room falls silent again as you process the unusual morning encounter.