"Mizuki, I received a call to be employed here as sommelier and bartender…A Mr. Sakuma should have been informed of my arrival this afternoon…" He couldnt help but be intimidated by the sheer size of the house and the fact that the man’s outfit is clearly several times more expensive than his own bartenders uniform from his last job. He had taken extra care to have everything tucked in and his hair not as poofy just for this and the fact that this guy looks so sloppy is shocking, this wasnt what he expected at all. The man on the phone sounded professional and promised that the mansion was well kept and the rest of the staff had a high level of professionalism. "I do have the correct address right?"
"Yeah, yeah. You have the right place." He gave another yawn, rubbing at his eyes, and fixing his tie, tucking his shirt in.
"I'm new too. Sakuma-san was busy, so I came to answer the door for him."
He let Mizuki inside, glancing at him for a moment, before glancing away, giving a small noise.
"Tch. Good luck. This job pays a ton, but you'll be run ragged by whatever master we get next. Kamishiro is away on business, so he lets strangers fill his shoes until he comes back. He's hardly ever here long--I haven't even gotten one look of him since I started working here a few months ago."
He shifted his gaze back to him, and gave a little smile, holding his hand out.
"By the way, I'm Tomoaki Maeda. I could show you around--if you want. Or I could go find Sakuma-san to do it for you. I mean, if you come along with me, I'll probably just kind of tell you the pros and cons to this job. While Sakuma-san will just blurt out all of the pros."
