Hayate looked at himself in the mirror. The butler suit fits him perfectly, he thought proudly. He also managed to wake up early this day.
"Obviously, you don't want to make a bad impression on the first day of working, right?" Hayate asked to no one, quite loudly since he was in high spirits, and is also burning with anticipation on top of it.
"Well, well. I agree with that." Hayate heard Maria's voice. She was peering inside his room from the slightly opened door, already dressed in maid uniform. "I see that you're done with your preparations, so please come with me. I'll show you around the part of the mansion you'll be working in." She said, and closed the door.
Hayate remembered the last night, when he saw the mansion for the last time; the sheer size of it really confounded him. He then looked around his room; it was quite small and empty, and looked dull, and the walls are cracked in many places. But he didn't mind. Instead of worrying, he decided to go outside as fast as possible.
"Done? Good. Follow me." Maria beckoned for him to follow her.
"What about ojou-sama?" Hayate asked. Maria sighed when she heard the question. "She won't be awake until afternoon, or sometimes until evening. So never mind about her."
"O, Okay." Hayate replied resignedly. After all, his mistress is a vampire, he thought.
"If you have any questions regarding your work...or if you need some explanations about....supernatural things, feel free to ask." Maria said as they walked towards the kitchen.
"Well...it seems there are no humans here..." Hayate said. He was sure Maria isn't human. Her eyes were red after all.
"Correct. There are no humans around here." She said. "How old are you, Hayate-kun?" She asked.
Blushing, Hayate replied, "six-sixteen."
"Oh...you certainly looked younger than your actual age." Maria remarked.
"Yeah, I guess so. How about you, Maria-san? Maybe you're already twenty? Since you look so mature." Hayate said with a smile. His smile quickly faded as Mari suddenly turned dark.
"Err...did I just said something wro-whoa!" Hayate suddenly felt cold steel on his neck. It's a large, nasty-looking bonesaw, all splattered with blood.
"I....am....seventeen. Don't you ever, ever tell me I'm old." She said menacingly, pressing the saw even further.
"Gulp. Sorry! I'm sorry!" Hayate frantically apologized.
Maria smiled, and pulled away. "Well then, let's keep going..." She said.
