
I was enjoying my tea in the courtyard of the mason as my four servants were running around in front of me. Selly and Sella carry bras in their hands while Hesna and Nermia run to chase them.
"Back, that's mine."
"Take it if you can, it's bigger than I thought."
The waiter has no morality.
I try hard every day to get calm just that it feels impossible with the existence of these four.
I looked up at the sky just in case that nothing fell down again from there, the last time there was a Harpy race destroying the courtyard and now I guess there will be no more.
When I sipped my tea back something fell right in front of me, my four servants stopped attacking each other to look at the location of the explosion while I just silently watched with troubled faces.
Happened again.
I should have installed a nuclear-proof protective field in this house.
Everyone looked at me with a strange look.
"What's wrong?"
"What should we do with him?" ask Selly.
It was only the first time I saw Selly astonished at something, when I saw who had fallen, she was a beautiful woman from the angel race.
He has red hair tied in two with ribbons, white clothes and a slim body. It also has white wings and a circle above its head.
I put my hand together and said.
"Let's put him in the sack and then throw it away."
"Heeeeeh."
"Don't be fooled by her looks, I know she must be bringing trouble here."
"You're a cruel man."
She cried.
"Nobody needs to cry either."
My four servants immediately embraced the angel.
"Sir, how could you do such a cruel thing to such a creature as this blanket" said Nermia, followed by Hesna.
"That's right, look at him so fragile."
Selly and Sella looked at me too.
"So what do you want me to do?"
Selly answered enthusiastically.
"We put it in a cage and we take good care of it."
"You want to make this village a war with the angel race huh."
The two servants turned their eyes to the side while whistling, for Hesna and Nermia both helped the angel stand up.
"So what's your name?" ask her.
"Ril"
"Riel you may have a problem but you're wrong to come here, I suggest you go to town and find someone who will help you."
She cried.
This guy is always crying.
Without being asked, he explained.
"Actually I ran away from home, I was about to be betrothed to a man I didn't like because of which I was on the run. but on the way I was exhausted and fell here... I hope you'll help me."
This is what the fallen angel called.
"What do you want from me?" when I said that his gaze was shiny.
"I need a spacious room, a comfortable bed, a bathtub, a change of clothes, three meals, a spa, a salon and new bags and shoes."
"Go sono," I shouted.
Sella then cuts.
"It's not that good sir, we can make him the fifth servant in this mansion."
"No, I've had enough of the four of you to be troublemakers."
And the next time Riel cried, she threw herself on her back while wagging her legs and hands like a child.
"I don't want to go, I don't want to go."
Even if she did, I couldn't see what was behind her skirt.
"I'll keep crying."
This fellow.
In the end I had no choice but to accept it.
The next morning as I drank tea, my five servants ran in front of me, and wore only swimsuits.
"Give it back mine."
"Take it if you can."
I dropped my head on the table without caring about my spilled tea.
"I was wrong to come into this world."