Mentioned Characters: Remilia

Proper Steps for Serving Tea At Teahouse Elysium, the head maid, Remilia Scarlet herself, had taken on the challenge of training new recruits. Her training was as elegant as it was intense. It didn't take long before the other maids jokingly called it maid boot camp, since it felt more like military drills than hospitality lessons. No one knew whether Remilia approved of the comparison. But she certainly never denied it.

A quiet tension filled the air. Remilia Scarlet stood in Teahouse Elysium, ready to teach. The moment she stepped forward, the new maids fell silent―not out of fear, but from sheer awe. It was her elegance. An aura so refined, it overwhelmed the room. "So this is Lady Remilia of Elysium..." Even the subtlest of her gestures drew every gaze in the room.

At last, the lecture had begun. The legendary maid boot camp was now in session. "Everyone, repeat after me... Welcome!" "Welcome!" Remilia nodded with satisfaction as her diligent pupils repeated in perfect unison. Before anyone noticed, she was already holding a teapot in her hand. She was known as the Top-Tier Tea Server. And with that one elegant motion, she captured the gaze of every maid present, new or seasoned.

Welcome to Teahouse Elysium Remilia's elegant display of service had begun. "The true secrets of a maid," she proclaimed, "lie beyond the five senses. Remember that well." With a teapot in hand, she swayed left and right, tracing elegant arcs of tea through the air. Every drop landed with perfect precision in a waiting teacup. Her movements had surpassed elegance into something transcendent. Everyone watched in stunned silence, unable to look away. A soft fragrance of tea filled the air, wrapping the room in warmth, as if honoring this sacred moment of training.

At the end of the lesson, Head Maid Remilia spoke. "Since ancient times, a maid has existed for one purpose: to support her master. If it rains in the east, she becomes an umbrella to protect her master. If the western winds blow, she stands firm like a sturdy tree, shielding her master. Under the scorching southern sun, she brings water to soothe the heat. And in the northern snow, she becomes the fire that brings warmth. A true maid is a lady at all times, especially before her master." To the new maids, her words were like music, a melody that stirred something deep within them. Remilia's boot camp had become more than training; it was a moment of pure, irreplaceable happiness. (...Even though Remilia herself was not too fond of the rain or heat.)