The gaze I received was beyond my expectations.
With her mouth wide open, my mother watched me, who had been wearing the Victorian-era maid uniform given by my Goddess.
In contrast to my mother's expression whose mouth was wide open, my father stood there silently and watched me intently.
"Sebastian..." My father called Sebastian and whispered something.
The small whisper showed my father's interest in improving the Marquess Rommel family's maid uniform to pay more attention to the charm and decoration that showed the honor of the Marquess Rommel family's maids.
Sebastian seemed to think hard about this before he answered with a nod and his opinion about making a new uniform for the maids who working in the Marquess Rommel family.
The conversation resulted in a decision to imitate the design of the Victorian maid uniform I was wearing.