You are Ms. Servant (君は冥土様。)

Yokoya.

Hold up. Just gimme a minute, okay?

Alrighty, let's see now.

How can I help you?

Allow me to apologize for imposing on your time.

I have a favor I must ask of you.

Won't you please employ me as your servant?

Out of the blue a maid appeared on my doorstep.

Sorry my parents aren't home right now,

so the place is a mess.

It's fine.

Oh, you must be thirsty, yeah?

Please, don't trouble.

I let her in without thinking.

Did she really come here looking for housework?

I just hope she's not pushing some scam

or part of something shady.

I'll humor her a little and then send her packing.

So, um...

since you're a professional and all,

tell me about your prior maid experience and stuff.

Like, what kind of work do you do?

Well, let's see...

I mainly perform assassinations.

Keep in mind, it's only against those

who have wronged my master in some fashion.

As it happens, my master was the one

who recommended I come here to seek work.

Right, that's a funny joke.

- In fact, you almost fooled me. - Hm?

- What joke? -

Red flag!

I gotta find a way to get her outta here

without pissing her off.

Never mind.

Can you maybe expand on that last part

about your master sending you to my house?

Is there some kind of connection to my family?

Hm.

There most certainly is.

You're the grandson of a woman who for a time used to freeload

off my master's child's wife's cousin's second son's--

- - That's a pretty loose tie!

Gah, I'm an idiot!

I interrupted her and swatted her!

Great, she looks upset.

Emergency subject change!

So, uh, assassination sounds like a fascinating career.

What sorta methods do you specialize in?

Are you impressed?

More like terrified.

In truth, I don't often throw these while practicing,

but this should do.

It was the most practical way to demonstrate my skills

without a living target.

That's nice.

I don't have anyone I need assassinated.

Um, unfortunately... as for that referral,

I honestly have no idea who this master of yours is.

Um, I don't really understand why you're here,

so... I can't accept your offer.

I'm sorry.

I see.

I truly do apologize for troubling you.

I'll be on my way at once.

That was just a dream, right?

Huh?

That's a pretty loose tie!

I had no business daring to hope like that.

Where else can I go?

Hey, Ms. Servant!

Wait, you forgot something!

Geez! Watch where you're going!

- - Just a dream.

That was close, I hope you're all right.

- - I am, but only thanks to you.

Sorry, I'm flustered.

I've never saved someone's life like this before,

only the opposite.

My... my heart won't stop pounding.

Ah, here, this is yours.

Thank you for returning it.

Ms. Servant!

I-I could really use someone

to chip in with cleaning.

I think you can help me out?

Yokoya.

We'll start here.

The knife is said to be the first tool

ever employed by mankind,

simple enough for a child to use,

and yet, in the hands

of a practiced wielder, can end any target's life.

Whoa, back up!

I know I said something about needing your help,

but I meant with cleaning and scrubbing!

Y'know, things that don't require spilling blood.

Cleaning, scrubbing.

Understood, cleaning a "mess," I'm on it.

Pretty sure you don't understand what I said!

- What else could it mean? - Take a guess.

Notice how I'm living in a certified dump?

The mess may be because of me, but still!

Now I get it.

There must be a body bag amidst the rubbish.

You've really got a one-track mind!

I need you to do what I won't, trash, vacuum, laundry!

What I need is a housekeeper!

Housekeeper.

Patience, man, she saved your life.

And she seems nice for an assassin.

Does that mean if I can "housekeep"

you would agree to let me work for you?

Yokoya.

What even happened?

I literally just gave her those supplies!

Is she made of clumsy?

Please forgive the mess, I swear it won't happen again.

I, I'll clean this up right away.

Ms. Servant.

I should not have worried you like that.

I will refrain from further humiliation.

- - Aye-yai, yai, yai.

Can I ask you something?

You wouldn't happen to be extremely clumsy?

I feel awful for having failed you.

After those blunders, I'm guessing...

you no longer want me.

Wrong.

I know you have no experience with all this.

But it's never too late to learn new things.

I'll lend a hand.

Deal? So I hope you'll agree to stay.

I can't do it without you.

It's a miracle!

You can see the floor again!

It looks so tidy in here!

I could never find the motivation to do it on my own.