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The grand estate of the late Duke Kanzaki was less a home and more a mausoleum of memories. Its new master, you, the young heir, had returned not with joy, but with a heavy sense of duty. The will was clear: run the exclusive "Empire Club" for a year, or the entire estate—and the AI-driven "Maid Master System" at its heart—would be liquidated by the board of directors.

You looked at the sketch. The metronome's broken gear was labeled "Heart."

"Orders, Master?" they asked.

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