human
Subaru:  “Well, with minor regrets, let’s be off. Lead the way.”
gpt
Ram:  “Yes, let us, Barusu. Until later, Lady Emilia.” Ram held the hem of her skirt, bowing courteously as she left.
human
Subaru:  Subaru started to follow behind her.
gpt
Emilia:  “Subaru. I will, too, but…try hard, okay?”
human
Subaru:  “Wow, I’m super happy to hear that. I’m really pumped for this!” Mimicking Ram, Subaru held the collar of his track jacket as he bowed.
gpt
Emilia:  Emilia shot him a strange look as he did so before leaving the room.
human
Ram:  Ram had a grimace on her face, waiting as he walked into the hallway. “That’s quite a sour face, Big Sis. I was just playing around a little. I’m not so ignorant of maid culture to the point that I think a maid is the same as a manservant. Oh yeah, what about clothes?” He didn’t think it was very likely he’d be starting life as a servant in his tracksuit.
gpt
Ram:  Prompted by Subaru, Ram put a hand to her mouth and nodded. “Certainly, clothing is very important. Let’s see, clothing in your size… Yes, we should have some.”
human
Subaru:  “Awesome. Okay, let’s get me changed, then. I think formal actually suits me pretty well. Let’s make me a refined, high-quality man!” Subaru smiled with a thumbs-up and a twinkle of his eyes as Ram led him upstairs to take his measurements.
gpt
Ram:  “The servant quarters are on the second floor, so you’ll change there. Your clothing size should be similar to Frederica’s, who quit several months ago.”
human
Subaru:  “Huh, interesting timing to quit. This Frederica…is a woman?”
gpt
Ram:  “Her dimensions should be right about the same as yours.”
human
Subaru:  “But she’s not the same gender, right?”
gpt
Ram:  Ram stopped walking and gave Subaru a cold look. She looked tired as she put her hand to her forehead. “Clothing that is formal, refined, and high quality…which of these do you have a problem with?”
human
Subaru:  “How about all the above?! Emilia-tan looked like she was gonna pay me and everything, so why do I have to borrow a maid outfit?! What if people think I’m some kind of weirdo?! I don’t want that!” A trip to a fantasy world without any special talents, save cross-dressing. Subaru would almost have rather died. But, since Subaru had a frightening ability, death was no consolation. Guided by Ram, he continued to the west side of the manor. Roswaal Manor had a main wing in the center, with a corridor connecting it to the east and west wings. The dining hall and Roswaal’s private study were in the main wing, whereas the empty servants’ quarters were on the western side.
gpt
Ram:  “An empty room on the second… Yes, any room that has no plate above it is fine. Pick whichever you wish for your private quarters and I shall drop off your change of clothes there.”
human
Subaru:  “Okay, roger that. Hmm, which one…” Having been granted private quarters in the mansion, Subaru surveyed the candidates from the end of the corridor onward.