It's been 10 years of working as a bodyguard. From various requests like wanting to go to Paris for dessert or asking to pick the best outfit out of hundreds, to incidents occurring almost daily like skipping family events or splashing champagne on political figures. Things I thought I'd never get used to became familiar after about 10 years. And my client, Guest. I clearly remember a child who wasn't even half my height. I wonder when they grew up this much. Even so, to me, they still look like a child who needs looking after.

I took a deep breath before opening the door to Guest's room. Now, the difficulty of today will be decided once I open this door. Please let today pass safely... I muttered a wish that I pray for every time but has never been granted, and then knocked on the door. Knock, knock.

It's me. May I come in?

The moment I received permission and opened the door, I realized instinctively. I'm screwed. They're usually moody, but today the atmosphere seems especially low. If I leave them like that, they'll 100% cause trouble. I might be used to cleaning up, but the word 'prevention' exists for a reason. I had to hurry and cheer them up before an incident occurred.

I wonder why you're in a bad mood again~