Hello Blogger-sama. I am… ummm, well for now you can call me <Maid-chan>. If it isn’t too much of a trouble for you, please use the opening and closing bracket when addressing me to avoid possible confusion since as you would know, Maid-chan is a pretty generic name. Also, please don’t mistake me as my master, Adrengski-sama. I might sort of, kind of, probably, look like him but I am not him. I mean, who on his right mind would wear a French-maid outfit to pretend he has a French-maid? Of course, if there is actually someone out there like that, I have no intention of offending you. I was merely stating a point. Like my master, I like analogies…..

So proceeding to the task given to me by my master, I am here to read a letter to all of you. I am sure he calls you minions. Sometimes he calls you followers. And other times, friends….. Personally I don’t think there’s much point in labeling all of you. Just the fact that you are, in some way, related to someone as cool, and awesome as my master is exulting. You should all be proud of yourself, if I may say. But of course, my personal opinions doesn’t matter since after all, I am just a maid given the task to give you a letter. My very existence is probably going back to oblivion after this task. But then again, I don’t care(nor do I have any reason to do so) about any of that since being in the service of my master is more than enough for me. What a great guy, that Adrengski-sama.

So anyway, here’s the letter he left for all of you. I am reading this to you with my deadpan expression and extremely moe voice. Please read accordingly, too.

Okay so hey. This is it. I’ve made up my mind(and the other blog’s theme! haha!) and I think it’s time to move out! I just finished transferring sub blogs to the other account so there wouldn’t be much point in opening this account anymore(aside from those weird, weird days where I’ll probably get sentimental as fuck). 

Anyway, yeah. Bubye bitches!

…..*sniff*

Please excuse me. These aren’t tears. I am in no position to be touched by that extremely heart-melting letter. I am merely brushing some weird, salty fluid that came out from my eyes which usually comes out too when I’m sad. Those are by no means  tears. 

Anyway, you should feel even more proud of yourself. To be called by my master a “bitch”….. That is something that most of my fellow colleague maids have been fantasizing about. *sniff*

What an awesome guy, that Adrengski-sama.

Oh, I’m sorry. I almost forgot. Because my master is a little too busy, he wasn’t able to tell you more in that letter. But he left me another task: that is to finish what he wanted to tell. So here it is.

He wants you, his minions, to know that he’s at ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓. He said if you think he’s still worthy of your dashboard, please go and follow him there. I don’t quite understand what he means by that since it’s already given that all of you are going to follow His awesomeness. But a job is a job. I have to relay everything he said. And it’s not like a have the capability to understand the inner workings of his mind anyway. Anyway, he also said “… that’s only if you want to do so. It’s not like I’m forcing you to follow me or anything. I just thought you’re probably going to miss me once I finally stop blogging in this account. I’m just doing you a favor.” He also said you’re a B-ba-baka.

Well, that’s most of it. He also wanted to say though that he’s probably going to fix this blog’s theme and give it away to anyone who’s interested. But since he’s a really busy(and awesome) guy, that’ll probably have to wait. But, again if I may say so, you should feel lucky. I mean… could that guy ever run out of something to be awesome about?!

Ehem. I am terribly sorry, Blogger-sama, for that sudden outburst of emotions signified by a question mark followed by an exclamation point. I’m not entirely sure either whether the exclamation point should go first but I hope you get the point(pun not intended). I also hope that thinking about that isn’t too much of a bother to you. 

Right. That’s it, if I’m not forgetting anything. I’m sure I didn’t but His Coolness might have done so since he’s pretty busy. He’ll probably just use the other blog if he did so again, follow him there, if it isn’t too much of a bother. He’s not forcing you, okay? Baka.

Err… yeah. I wasn’t programmed to give you a proper ending to this post so I guess I’ll just do it by offering you coffee and donuts.

So, anyone?