>>5890000As you begin to have an existential crisis while staring blindly at the white screen, you abruptly get up from your chair. Letting out an exasperated shout in between, you followed by kicking the office chair with built-in wheels into the air, causing it to spin out of control. Only to then follow up with perfectly timing your stomp against the furniture, firmly setting it into place as you make another noticeable divot on the floor plating. You just about had enough of this and you weren't going to stand for it any longer.
"Ah to hell with this, I'm taking my break." With an angry growl to the monitor, you stormed out of the room and down the halls. It was inconceivable to make such a boisterous claim as you have done, only to then fail spectacularly to the point of requesting help. All the while one had to walk back to the employer with their tail between their legs. Simply unforgivable. Yet you found yourself having to stare deeply at that growing inevitably.
Finding yourself in the kitchen wing of this specific Kiryuin base, you could come across a rather refined elderly man in a butler's suit currently fixing up a strange concoction. From what you could remember it was what people called tea. Ah yes tea, you remember having some of that when you were still being waiting hand and foot back in the old days. It was a rather tasty substance that knew how to calm your senses and open your mind. It was no blood or bio-energy sure, but it had its merits all the same.
"Oh? I hope I am not interrupting whatever you had planned to do in the kitchen, young miss/lady." The old man spoke, catching wind of you looking intently at him without saying a word for a good long couple of minutes.
"No...I just came to clear my head and rethink my current problem. My name is..."Thinking about what you were going to say for a moment, you decided against revealing yourself by your true name. Instead choosing another name right on the spot to answer the man. "Kiyohime Tenryu, but you can call me Kiyo for short."
"A pleasure to meet you, Miss Tenryu. My name is Mitsuzo Soroi. I am the personal caretaker and butler of Lady Satsuki. It is my duty currently to ensure that the young mistress's tea is properly brewed and served promptly. " Mitsuzo cordially bowed to you, earning a light smile from you as you enjoyed when people gave you proper respect.
"Likewise." You mutter, slowly transitioning into leaning onto the counter. Your golden eyes scan closely to the modern tech being used to brew the tea. A look of disgust came across your face for a moment before you turned away to look at the fancy ceiling in resignation. "Say, is making tea hard with all these modern contraptions in the way?"
