My Servant System-Chapter 5 4: Reincarnated

"...ath..."

"Kath...!"

"Katherine! Wake up!"

Groggily I opened my eyes, and looked at the woman shaking me awake. Seeing me open my eyes, the woman sighed before quickly pulling me out from under the warm covers of the bed.

Staring at her I was shocked. She looked exactly like I did when I was younger. Long brown hair, thin eyebrows above slightly droopy eyes. Warm hazel irises. Though where I used to wear a carefree smile, her lips were drawn in a stern line. Continuing my observation of the woman who is now my mother, I quickly took in the rest of her. The thin chemise she wore did nothing to hide the figure that hid beneath. Large breasts, thin waist and large hips, she would definitely attract a lot of attention. The only other thing that was different from my old self, other than the stern look, was the two triangular ears, accompanied by a bushy tail reminiscent of a German Shepards.

She was staring at my face, before sighing again. "Come on, Katherine, you need to get dressed. Our oh so amazing Marquess Asmodia and her lovely wife Countess Haniel decided to come back a month and a half before schedule! A month and a half!"

[Welcome to the world Gaia, and more specifically the March Deimos, land of House Asmodia. Your mother, Julie Zara, is the personal maid of Marquess Asmodia, and with the 'new' addition of Countess Haniel, will serve both of them directly. Consequently, as her daughter you will serve their child, the Lady Asmodia. As is the duty of us systems, we will be running in the background, and will not interfere with any decision the host makes. Unless asked a question or in a critical situation, you will not here from your system. The Administrators wish you the best of luck in your new life.]

While Katherine was rubbing her eyes of sleep and listening to her system, her mother Julie was quickly dressing herself before moving over to help Katherine change. Before doing so, Julie kneeled in front of Katherine, holing her cheeks in her hands.

"Listen closely now. You will be with me at ALL times. I have work I need to do, and no one is free to watch you. So be good, alright?"

Hearing the slight worry in my mothers voice, I quickly nodded my head. For now it would be best to stick as close to her as possible, and not risk anything. After all, I am in a very new, very different place.

Seeing my nod, Julie pulled a plain black dress over my head, before quickly combing my hair and tying it into a braid. Giving me a quick look over, she nodded before pulling her own long hair into a ponytail. She sighed again, looking around the dimly lit room. Following her eyes, I took in what I assumed was our room. A small room, with a bed in the corner, a small dresser next to it. In the corner was a mirror, and the opposite wall had a desk, next to a door. The room was quite nice for one person, and serviceable for an adult and a child. "Haa, this will be my last peaceful night for awhile, won't it?" Looking at my mother, I noticed a small flush of pink in her cheeks when she said that. Looking down at me, she smiled, before grabbing my hand and leading me out of the room. ƒ𝘳ee𝔀e𝚋n૦𝐯el.c𝗼𝓂

When we exited our room, I was surprised by the large, extravagant room we entered. The walls were a clean white, with elaborate silver patterns. In silver sconces were large white rocks giving off a bright light. Paintings adorned the walls, one of which depicted an imposing blue woman staring out of the painting. Eyes like ruby, a stern look, and large blue horns were the distinguishing look of the beautiful woman in the painting. Runes were written below the painting on a plaque. Another painting was what I assumed was a map of the March Asmodia. Looking away from the paintings, I was astonished by the furnishings of the room. A large white wood table sat in the middle of the room, surrounded by chairs made from the same material, with velvet cushions. In the back of the room was a large white desk, a small silver lamp on one side. The chair behind the desk looked more like a throne. Around the edges of the room were small tables and shelves holding trinkets and vases. The most surprising part of the room was the floor. Made entirely from marble, each tile was almost as tall as her. Separating each tile was a strip of silver, and if one looked closely, you could see runes inscribed along the entirety of the strips.

My mouth must have been open, staring around in wonder, because Julie pat the top of my head and ruffled my ears "Flashy and bright, isn't it? This is what I have to keep clean everyday. And you are helping today. You see that desk? I need you to go open the lowest drawer on the left side, and get the black cloth in there. When you have it, go to the big table in the center and start wiping it. When we get that monstrosity clean we can go get some food."

Looking up at my mother, I was surprised to see a warm smile on her face as she looked around the room. So she speaks like she hates our masters, but blushes at the thought of them coming back. And when talking about this extremely flashy, extremely over the top room, she is fond of it. I nodded my head saying "Yes Mother!"

I ran over to the desk as fast as my little legs would carry me, and opened the drawer. As soon as I saw the cloth, a screen popped up in front of me.

[Quest: Clean the Table. Reward - 10xp]

Huh. You know how something doesn't really sink in until it's practically hitting you in the face? Well, it just hit me that I really do have a system. And if a quest like this can be repeated, then I can level up very easily. And while I don't have to think about this for over a decade, the idea of being able to get stronger through sex is crazy. Especially with my Nymphomania skill. Thinking about it, I also wanted to see if I could do that thing every system user does.

'Status'

[Katherine Zara - Dogkin

Age - 4

Level - 1 (0/100)

Stats:

STR - 5 (10)

CON - 6 (12)

AGI - 5 (10)

DEX - 7 (14)

CHA - 7 (14)

WIS - 6 (12) pan(da-n0vel.c)om

INT - 7 (14)

Magic:

Water (Locked)

Wind (Locked)

Ice (Locked)

Skills:

[Dagger Proficiency (Adept) Locked]

Growth (Novice)

Housework (Expert)

Hardworking (Master)

[Nymphomania (MAX) Locked]]

'Why are my stats halved? Is it due to age?'

[Correct. Additionally, Magic is locked until you Awaken your core. Dagger Proficiency is locked until you start learning to use a dagger, while Nymphomania is locked until you have your first time.]

'I guess... that makes sense. Can't have a child having the strength of the average adult. But what is this about a core?'

[You will learn soon.]

Sighing, I picked up the cloth. Underneath it was a black and white picture of the woman in the painting, my mother, and another woman. She was beautiful and had a large smile, her arms wrapped around an uninterested horned lady and an awkward looking dogkin. They all looked young, like they were teens. Flipping the picture over, I saw a line of runes again. 'Seems like I need to relearn written language, huh.' Putting the picture back, I grabbed the cloth, closed the drawer, and ran over to the table.

Glancing at the cloth, I noticed what has become my mortal enemy already.

Runes, runes, and even more runes.

Sighing, I started wiping the table. Yeah, it's a cloth. Any normal child would be questioning why they are wiping a clean table with a dry cloth, but I just wanted to see what would happen. The cloth is obviously enchanted, at least I assume it is.

I slowly made my way around the whole table, wiping in very repetitive circles. I had to stand on my tip toes to reach the middle. All in all, it took young me a long time to clean the table. I was correct, too. Wherever the cloth hit, the wood started to gleam and mend any scratches. If only this existed in my old world.

When I finished, the screen appeared again.

[Quest Complete. 10xp awarded to Host. Additional 2.5xp awarded due to skill [Growth].]

I pulled up my status screen again, and focused on the level.

[Level - 1 (12.5/100)]

'That is so satisfying. And if every quest is going to be this rewarding, I'll be the God of Servants in no time!'

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