Deep in the night, the usual time for rest.
The maids, dressed in simple loose nightgowns, are huddled together, creating tumultuous waves.
Dodging past the bodies at the door, they made their way into the manor.
"Master."
The maids bowed, their loose linen tops hanging loosely.
From Fang Hao's perspective, everything was clearly in view beyond what he should see.
It seemed as if the maids did not care, playfully vying against each other, occasionally jiggling enticingly.
"Alright, it's a little dangerous outside tonight, you ladies will have to make do for the night here." Fang Hao said to the maids.
"Yes, master." The maids acknowledged.
Eira led the maids upstairs, starting to allocate them rooms for their rest.
The manor had been upgraded to level 10, and the number of rooms had increased substantially.
Enough to accommodate these maids, with a few sharing a room.
...
The maids had just gone upstairs.