My name is Tutte, a modest maid working at House Regalia’s estate. My main duty is to serve as a personal attendant for the duke’s daughter, Lady Mary, at all times. Lady Mary is a pure white girl who’s extremely lovely, and she has an angelic charm to her. She always treats me and the other servants like family, making her a wonderful lady to serve.
And, when all is said and done, Lady Mary always greatly requires my assistance, which makes me extremely fond of her. Whenever she tries to do anything, she always gets all turned around and confused, crying out “Tuttteee!” with tearful eyes. When I see her like this, I always find it in me to do anything she asks.
Indeed: I help her eat. I help her get dressed. I open doors, pull back chairs, and turn pages in books for her. I pick things up for her, bring things over to her, brush her teeth, wash her face, anything she needs!
And whenever I do these things, she flashes a smile at me, like a white bud blooming into a flower! Oh, the elation it gives me. The absolute reward! And she’s not just any flower, but the fairest flower blooming in the garden of the gods! Oh, no, even those words aren’t enough to do her justice.
My lady is, well, she’s more...ooh, how I loathe my lacking diction!
Oh, my. I got quite off track, didn’t I? But still, that’s a noble lady for you. Her inherent nobility has shined since the day she was born!
Seeing Lady Mary’s dependence on me, the head maid once comfortingly said “I feel bad for you,” but having sworn in my heart to tend to my lady with all my body and soul, I don’t find it disagreeable at all. In fact, I’d prefer it if she were to rely on me even more, twenty-four hours a day!
And so, I’ve devoted myself to observing Lady Mary so I can tell what she needs and always have it ready before she even speaks up about it. And as I’ve observed my lady every day, I’ve occasionally found her doing some baffling things.
This happened one day...
“Tutte! Starting tomorrow morning, I’m going to do radio calisthenics! Doing radio calisthenics early in the morning was always a dream of mine!”
“Radio...calisthenics? And during the morning, you say? How early in the morning do you mean?”
“Hmm... About six in the morning. I’m counting on you to wake me up! ♪”
So Lady Mary said before retiring to bed. The next morning, I came over to wake her up, but...
“Ooh... Just five more minutes...”
After repeating such excuses several times over, Lady Mary got out of bed half an hour late. Admittedly, that wasn’t unexpected. Also, Lady Mary’s face when she’s sleepy is so cute!
“Well, it’s all right. Radio calisthenics start at half past six anyway. I’m still in the clear!”
Lady Mary sprinted through the garden, having changed out of her pajamas, while saying such incomprehensible things. The way she doesn’t let anything discourage her is lovely!
Upon stepping out onto the garden, Lady Mary looked around for a moment, and then suddenly fell on her hands and knees in a defeated gesture.
“M-My lady?” I hurried over to her, concerned.
“Right...I forgot... This world...doesn’t have radios...” I heard her whisper, a stunned expression on her face.
I didn’t have the first clue what she was talking about, but watching her get so flustered over wasted effort was quite adorable.
“You know what? Fine! I don’t need a radio to work out!” With that said, Lady Mary got up, straightened out her back, and took a deep breath.
“A one, two, three. ♪ Two, three. ♪ A one, two, three. ♪ Two, three. ♪” Lady Mary then burst out in a loud song, much to my amazement. “Radio calisthenics, first leg! E-Erm...”
Lady Mary raised and lowered her heels to the rhythm of her song, but then suddenly quieted down. The next moment, she fell on her hands and knees in a deflated manner once again.
“I’ve...never done any radio calisthenics before, so...I don’t know what’s the right order... Hey, Tutte, do you know how to do radio calisthenics?”
“I’m afraid I don’t have the first idea what radio calisthenics are, my lady,” I replied apologetically.
“Figures...”
And so, Lady Mary’s attempts at radio calisthenics came to a fruitless end on her first day. I later found out that radio calisthenics were something she wanted to do in her past life. After that, she mentioned something about “stamping her radio calisthenics card,” but sadly, I had no idea what that was either.