Greetings, Automata Maid

your own? And Natalia, I’m not that mad, you know.”
“”Huh?””

We both ask confused.
Why?

“Whatever sparked it, it was still Olivia’s decision to follow the impulse of going outside, I can’t blame you for that.
Also, you ignoring my orders is what saved Olivia, I might not have made it on time.”

Saying that, Ophelia began massaging her forehead.

“Not to mention that resetting you and creating another automaton from scratch is a hassle, and there’s no guarantee a new one would be as good of a house worker as you.”

I guess that means my value is being recognized then.
At least that is reassuring.

“Mother, you wanted to reset Natalia1?! Please don’t do that!”
“Like I said, I won’t.”

Olivia was so shocked she protested immediately, and Ophelia just grimaced.

“I can tell you’ve taken a liking to Natalia too, and I don’t want to upset you.”

I bet that’s also a big reason to keep me around then.

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“Thank you very much.”

I bowed deeply, and Ophelia just shrugged.

“Anyway, you really give up too easily Natalia.
You have so many good points you should at least try negotiating with me next time.
I’m sure you’re capable of that much.
You didn’t even try justifying your acts, and instead you got hung up on the weirdest things.”

No way, I knew I was in the wrong, so making up excuses would just make me look desperate.
I had caused all that to happen, so trying to weasel my way out was too pitiful and I’d rather die.

“Natalia, here.”

Olivia calls me, so I turn towards her.
When our gazes meet, she offers me the flowers she had been holding onto this entire time.
They had five white petals, and a slight blue hue in the center.

“They’ve wilted a little already, but do you still want them?”
“Of course, they’re such beautiful flowers.”

I honestly thought that.
They were flowers Olivia had picked for me.
I would never think bad of them.
It was true they were slightly wilted, but that was also because Olivia had been holding onto them and protecting them while being chased.

“These flowers are called Spica Lilies.
The colors remind me of you, Natalia.”

I take the Spica Lilies from Olivia.
She was right, the colors were similar to my silver hair and blue eyes.
Oh no, this is going to make me cry.
Though I can’t produce tears.

“Thank you very much, young lady.
I’ve found my favorite flower.”
“I’m glad you like them.”
“You picked them personally for me, so I will obviously treasure them.”

My voice was a bit stiff, but I honestly thought that.
It also feels a bit weird to like a flower that looks like myself, but Olivia had gathered them, thinking of me, and for me, so that made me much happier than anything else.

“Natalia, I love you2.”

Olivia suddenly got closer to hug me, and I barely got the flowers out of the way to accept her.
She really gets way too touchy with me.
But that’s also what makes her so cute.
Though I mean that in y’knowat.

“Anyway, it’s about time we get started with dinner, and I feel like having some of your food again, Natalia.”
“Leave that to me then.”

It’s been a while since I last cooked.
I’m confident that my skills are still sharp, but this will be the first time Olivia tries my food too, so I’ll have to make sure it’s something she likes.

“You can cook too, Natalia?”
“Yes.
Do you have any specific request, young lady?”
“I like meat.
Though I want to try the dish you’re best at.”
“Understood, I’ll make sure to live up to your expectations.”

Pilaf and paella are my best dishes, but my pot-au-feu is nothing to scoff at either, and the best option if I want meat as the main ingredient.
I’ll have to make sure the seasoning is perfect though.

“Natalia, I think I hate you a little now3.”
“Huh?!”

Why?!