A Maid Who Doesn't Want to Cosplay Isn't a Worthy Zoldyck Wife

[Complete. All 12 chapters are available for purchase. Thank you for your support! The 10,000-plus-word bonus extra is finished.] [Please check out my new upcoming novel, The Helix Girl Who Is a Cursed Spirit, Please Don't Break In Illegally, a BL pairing featuring canon characters.] Synopsis: My name is Aolu Aita. I was born in Meteor City. My childhood dream was to marry into a wealthy family and spend every day doing nothing but shopping. But I currently work for the Zoldyck family as Young Master Milluki's personal maid. Well, technically, there is no such position as personal maid. The second young master's just capricious. Back when he was testing a new robot, he happened to pass by our butler training session. The new robot met its end at my feet. Young Master Milluki was about to reprimand the culprit when our eyes met. His little phoenix eyes widened instantly. "Isn't that Curry Sauce, the evil catgirl from Magical Girl Usami-chan?!" Me: ??? Heaven knows what kind of otaku nonsense he was talking about. I only found out later, after somehow becoming Young Master Milluki's personal maid, that he thought I looked just like the villain from the anime he was currently watching, in other words, his fave. This job was never going to help me achieve my dream, so I'd given up hope and was just hoping for a bigger year-end bonus. Well, actually, it wasn't so bad. Other than having to go out and enter cosplay competitions on Young Master Milluki's behalf to win him figurines, and occasionally being scrutinized by the eldest young master with a terrifying gaze, there didn't seem to be any downsides. Even Young Master Milluki's familiar, generously proportioned body transformed one day into that of a slender, handsome man with pale skin. I have plenty to eat, warm clothes, and lots of pretty dresses. My boss is easy on the eyes and easy to get along with. "Milluki seems to care too much about you, a mere servant." Illumi's Nen needles came at me with lethal intent. Just when I thought I was about to die, the second young master, usually a shut-in, actually stepped forward to shield me. His voice trembled, but his words were firm: "You can't, Big Brother. She's my fave!" Huh? I stared blankly at the wedding dress I was wearing. Madam Kikyo's shrill scream rang in my ears, while Master Silva, usually so stern, smiled kindly at me. "Would you be willing to overlook Milluki's flaws? I mean, would you be willing to spend your life with him?" Well, I guess my dream of marrying into a wealthy family and doing nothing all day has come true. A few notes: 1. The female lead has a very unusual personality. Please bear with her. 2. There are quite a few original settings. 3. There are many stream-of-consciousness passages. If that bothers you, please take note before reading. 4. You don't need to tell me if you drop the story. I'm a bit sensitive. The world is a big place. Maybe we'll meet again! Upcoming novel synopsis: The Helix Girl Who Is a Cursed Spirit, Please Don't Break In Illegally "Boss, am I still alive?" For the 10,086th time, Jun Maba deleted his resignation letter from his computer, expressionlessly switched windows, and started typing. No good. I can become a full-time employee in just a few months... It was finally late at night when he could go home. This can't go on. I really should quit and go to my cousin in Hakata to get a license to work as a hitman. But the resident registration transfers in Beika Town are booked up for the next six months. There's no way I'll get a spot. "Heh. Is this what life is?" Jun Maba had just taken off his wage-slave ID badge and unlocked the door to his rental apartment. He took a deep breath when he saw what was inside, then closed the door. He closed it, then opened it again. Closed it, then opened it again. Why was the smell of food coming from his tiny apartment?! Could he have a Helix Girl? Living room, check! Kitchen, check! Bathroom, check! Bedroom, check! Nobody! This is weird. Who made the food for him? A certain stitched-face cursed spirit whom nobody could see smiled mysteriously. "Jun, Jun, you got home so late today." "Jun, Jun, what does it mean to be in love, like in that TV drama?" "Jun, Jun..." Ever since he woke up, Mahito had been trapped in this tiny one-bedroom apartment, unable to leave. He wasn't allowed to break anything or let himself be seen. Mahito: So this is what humans call a 'stay-at-home play'! The apartment's owner was strange. At home he was so talkative, but once he went outside, he turned quiet and only ever replied with a 1. Mahito admitted he was only curious, which was why he cooked for him every day like a Helix Girl. It definitely wasn't because the expressions on the human's face were so interesting that he kept doing it. He thought this guy named Jun Maba would never see him. Until one day, just as he reached for the remote to change the channel... "Don't you know that midnight instant noodles are the one pleasure a wage slave can never give up?" Strange. He didn't think his heart had raced this fast even when he was killed. Could this be the 'love' they talk about on TV? Well, compared with the Kobayashi family next door, who have a dragon maid, and the huge cat Fukuzawa downstairs, who takes care of people, living with a cursed spirit isn't so strange. "Mahito, can you pay your share of the rent?" "Can I pay with my body?" ...There's no way that's okay. And if anything, he's the one getting taken advantage of. What a sly cursed spirit. A few notes: 1. I wrote this because my internship was exhausting. I won't accept writing advice. Some parts of the protagonist's internship are based on my own experience, and others are original settings. 2. The main story doesn't include any Jujutsu Kaisen characters other than Mahito. The extras will include a return to the Jujutsu Kaisen world. The main setting is Detective Conan, with some slice-of-life anime as background. 3. This is my take on Mahito, with some original settings. Please keep that in mind. 4. If anything makes you uncomfortable while reading, please leave on your own. Everyone likes different things, so don't force yourself! Theme: Notice the bright spots that others overlook.