Yuka woke, as she always did, at 6am. The master woke at 7, and everything was supposed to be in place before then: breakfast ready, the maids and butler at their stations, ready to serve their master. Yuka had been at the mansion for several years now, but her strong intent of revenge on her master had driven most thoughts of socialization with her fellow servants out of her mind. The thought of dealing a strong blow to her master's head with her hammer as he slept crossed Yuka's mind this morning as she dressed in her blue and white maid's uniform. She disliked its colour; it did so clash with her pink hair. But she supposed it was her master's little joke on her. As if his father murdering her parents wasn't enough to make her hate him.<br/><br/>Fastening her garters tight and checking her reflection in the mirror, Yuka heard the servant's entrance to the mansion close.<em>Probably one of the other maids,</em>she thought. She straightened her maid's cap and left her room. Another maid -- Lydia, she thought her name was -- had just come in from who knew where.<br/><br/>"Ah, Lydia-neechan!" Yuka greeted her with her sweet smile. "Ohayo!!" Yuka didn't know much about Lydia, but surely a simple "good morning" greeting would not go wrong... "Are you bringing the master his breakfast today?"