"Taozhi really loves Young Master Wu, doesn't she?"
Everyone had told him that, ever since he was little.
"Taoyue, don't spoil Wu too much."
The head of the family would occasionally reprimand the maid in front of him, telling her to rein in her overly indulgent favoritism.
"Miss Taoyue just spoils you too much."
After he started school, even the classmates who gradually got to know him said the same thing.
In everyone's eyes, his maid Taoyue Taozhi was perfect, beyond reproach: gentle, strong, and utterly loyal.
But he alone knew that his maid wasn't quite so spotless.
"Taozhi! Who do you love most?" He had asked countless times.
The maid's answer was always immediate: "Of course I love Young Master Wu the most."
But sometimes, he wished he didn't see things so clearly.
Taoyue Taozhi was a liar, but she didn't want to lie to him for the rest of his life.
"I was born of passionate love, but my death is fated. But I don't want to die, Young Master Wu."
"At the very least, I shouldn't have to die for someone else."
The woman stepped out from behind the Heavenly and Human Curse, gazing at the blood flowing beneath the boy. She raised a hand and covered his eyes as they began to lose focus.
"Sleep, Young Master Wu."
"If you open your eyes again, a whole new life will be yours."
If death can cleanse our sins, then you and I are both innocent.
Reader's guide:
Pairing: Gojo Satoru and his all-capable maid.
1. Probably a short story under 200,000 characters. Happy ending.
2. There's a large age gap early on, but later I'll fill in the gap and bring their ages in line.
3. Not much passionate romance; the relationship development will be understated.
Theme: Love yourself before you love others
