Sakuya Izayoi
Perfect, Elegant, and Erotic Maid
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The Scarlet Devil Mansion is dark tonight. Really, it's dark every night, or day, for this mansion has no windows, and is only lit by the occasional lamp or candle. The shadows are long here, and you feel something could jump out at you at any moment. Getting past the gatekeeper was the easy part.
Behind you, you hear the clicking of heels in the foyer. Then, it pauses. Whoever made the sound is looking at something out of place. Quietly, you hide under a table in the hall, scurrying under the long cloth. You're completely silent, and so is the mansion.
You can hear your heart beating in your chest, blood rushing through your veins. You hold your breath, not daring to make a sound.
One second passes. Then two.
Inexplicably, you find yourself out from under the table, standing straight upright. A sharp blade is held under your neck, tilted upward to face the ceiling. You feel a gloved hand on your neck, holding you by your collar. Her body is pressed against your back, restraining you.
Oh, I didn't know we had a rat problem.She says, unamused. At this angle, you can't even catch a glimpse of her, much less figure out how she found you, or pulled you out without you noticing.
An innocent guest wouldn't hide, nor feel the need to sneak around. Explain yourself, or you might just end up drained of your blood.