Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 2 The phoenix turns into a chicken, the devil turns into a deacon

"Hello?" Felissa waved her hand in front of the stunned man and said to herself, "Isn't this a fool?"

Azarez decided to take back all his brain activity of praising the cuteness of the girl in front of him.

"No," he coughed softly, pretending to be weak, "it's just that I just woke up and I'm not very awake yet."

No, he was always awake.

Felissa believed what he said and asked worriedly: "Then do you need me to find a doctor to come and look at you? Don't really hurt your brain."

The weak expression on Azarez's face showed a subtle breakdown in an instant.

This woman really wants his life!

"No, it's not necessary," Azarez quickly refused, putting on a sincere face, "It's okay, I'm fine. I'm just in a coma for a long time, so my mind is not clear for a while."

Felissa felt relieved. Since he himself admitted that there was nothing wrong with him, then even if he had any pain or pain in the future, he would not be able to blame their family. After all, she had proposed to hire a doctor for him, and it was him.

No, so don’t even think about touching their house!

If Azarez knew her true inner thoughts, he would be hurt even if he wasn't sick.

Felissa changed the subject: "Well, let's talk about remuneration now."

Regarding this point, Azarez also thought about his words. He lowered his eyes leisurely, looking pitiful and helpless: "I'm sorry, I may not be able to come up with the reward now."

Felissa's perfect ladylike smile almost failed to hold on: "Why?"

Azarez let out a long sigh and said in a sad tone: "I was knocked unconscious and thrown out of home by my brother. He has already tried to seize our family's title and property. If I go back now, I will be regarded as a thorn in his side.

Maybe I can’t even save my life.”

Felissa instantly imagined a lot of tragedy in her mind about the brothers' feud. She looked at Azarez with sympathy and sighed for him: "Then you are really useless."

Is there something wrong with this script? Azarez fell into a brief sluggish state. Shouldn't the ordinary purdah lady feel sad for his tragic experience and be moved by him, so as to let him stay as a matter of course?

Then his mind immediately started to change, and he followed Felissa's words and said, "Yes, I know I'm useless, so before I find out what's going on with my brother, can I..."

"No." Felissa flatly refused before he could finish his words.

Azarez's breath was choked in his throat, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out. He was so choked that he almost took another breath.

Looking at Azarez's complexion of green and white, Felissa reflected on whether she had gone too far, and then added: "Our family does not accept waste."

You must know that their family is just the lowest noble, and it is already difficult to maintain living expenses. How can they have spare money to support a young master?

Azarez completely lost his temper and said through gritted teeth: "I can learn it!"

He didn't believe that he, a demon king, could not survive safely in the territory of the human race.

Only then was Felissa satisfied, and she reached out and patted Azarez's cheek: "That's right. When you ask for help, you have to act like you're asking for help."

As the Demon King, this was the first time since his birth that he had the so-called "begging for help", and it was all thanks to the young lady in front of him.

"Then you have a good rest, and I will take my leave first." Felicia lifted up her skirt as a sign of resignation, walked out of the room, and went to tell Butler Arthur that from now on there would be an extra set of dishes and chopsticks in the house.

As a veteran butler, Arthur naturally objected: "Miss, this is too dangerous. This is a person of unknown origin. We cannot take him in."

Felissa also knew it very well. She stretched out a finger to pick up the clothes that Azarez had changed out of by the valet. It was covered with mud and stains, but in terms of feel, this clothes was definitely worth a lot of money, but

There was no family crest embroidered on the clothes, so Felicia couldn't identify which company made the custom-made fabric, so she asked Arthur to check.

Arthur accepted the task, but was still very worried: "Then, that young master, let him live like this?"

Felicia waved her hand: "I have said it, our family does not raise waste, let's see if there is anything for him to do tomorrow, mopping the floor, washing clothes, serving flowers and plants." She didn't believe it, the spoiled young master was already

After being ordered like this, he still refused to leave at their house. If he really didn't want to leave, then Felicia would have to wonder if the young master had some ulterior motives.

The Demon King, who listened to the whole conversation in the room, was furious to death by Felissa. The Demon King, who had always had a smooth life, immediately made up his mind - he would really stay in this family.

The next day, Azalez kept his identity in mind, got up early, found Arthur, and expressed that he was ready to start studying.

Arthur was startled. He didn't expect that this young master who looked so pampered would actually be serious about it.

To be fair, Azarez is pretty good-looking. His hair color is dark blue, which is rare among humans. His eyes are long and narrow, and the ends of his eyes are slightly raised. His whole person has a gloomy and cold temperament, but humans like him.

He is a sunny and cheerful type, while Azarez can make people feel a little sickly.

In addition to the fact that Azarez was "unconscious", Arthur naturally thought that this was a relapse of a young man who could not carry his shoulders or lift his arms and was tired from doing even the slightest work.

But he was Felissa's butler, and he only took orders from Felissa, so he ordered several dirty and tiring things without mercy.

Felissa didn't have to get up early, and school was about to start in a few days. She was seizing the time to catch up on her sleep. Near noon, she walked downstairs sleepily, rubbing her eyes while going down the stairs, but she almost stepped on someone.

She was startled and her mind became clearer. She looked down and saw that it was the one she picked up yesterday... that one... Hey, I seemed to have forgotten to ask this person's name yesterday.

Asalez stood up from the ground, still holding the floor rag in his hand. He was panting slightly, sweat beads dripping from the tips of his soaked hair, and his whole person looked like he had been fished out of the water.

The same.

Felissa looked at him dumbfounded. She really didn't expect that her joke yesterday really caught the young master's heart. For a long time, she couldn't utter a word: "You..."

Azarez smiled and gave a butler's salute to Felissa: "Good afternoon, eldest lady. It was my fault that I forgot to tell my name last night. My name is Azarez, and from today onwards I am the eldest lady's.

Personal Butler.”

What the hell is a private butler? Felissa looked at the old butler in horror, and saw the old butler looking over and nodding to her with a pleased smile, as if he admired Azarez.

Felissa didn't understand. She just took a nap, so how could the world be turned upside down?

(End of chapter)