Minjun quickly followed, feeling a little flustered. "Mr. Sato, you don't have to do that. I'm supposed to be the butler," he said, trying to take charge of his own bags.

Haruto gave him a reassuring smile. "I insist, Minjun. It's your first day, after all."

Minjun watched as Haruto lifted a suitcase and a few other bags. When Minjun reached for a small bag Haruto was holding, Haruto playfully tugged it away, causing Minjun to lose his balance. Before he knew it, Minjun found himself falling into Haruto, their bodies colliding once again.

"I'm s-so sorry," Minjun stammered, quickly regaining his footing and stepping back.

Haruto chuckled softly, his deep, velvety voice carrying a note of amusement. "No harm done, Minjun. You seem to have a knack for this."

Minjun's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "I'll be more careful next time, I promise."

Haruto's smile was kind and understanding. "Take your time. Let's get you settled in."

Haruto led Minjun through the elegant hallways of the mansion, back to the quarters that would now be his new home. Even though he had seen the room before, Minjun couldn't help but be amazed by how beautiful it was. The decor was impeccable, the furniture luxurious, and the space felt both grand and cozy at the same time.

As Minjun took in the details of the room, Haruto stood by the door, watching him with a soft look on his face. There was a warmth in Haruto's eyes, a sense of understanding and kindness that made Minjun feel welcomed.

"Minjun," Haruto began, his voice deep and gentle, "I'd like to know more about you. Tell me about your family, your background, your age—anything you'd like to share."

Minjun paused, gathering his thoughts. "Well, I'm 23 years old," he started, a hint of hesitation in his voice. "I grew up in a small town with my parents and younger sister. My family has always been supportive, but I moved to the city to find better opportunities and to pursue my dreams."

A sparkle in Haruto's eyes hinted at something more, making Minjun feel nervous. His heart began to race under the weight of Haruto's gaze. Why did this man's stare make him feel so strange?

Trying to steady his nerves, Minjun decided to break the silence. "Mr. Sato, can you tell me a bit about yourself?"

Haruto's deep, velvety voice filled the room. "Of course. I'm 30 years old, single, and I mostly grew up poor. My family's struggles shaped me and made me the person I am today. I worked hard to build this life, and I understand the value of determination and resilience."

Minjun listened intently, feeling a connection form between them. Haruto's openness and the shared experience of overcoming challenges gave Minjun a sense of comfort. Perhaps this new beginning would be more than just a job; it could be the start of something meaningful.

For a moment, Minjun and Haruto just stared at each other, the room filled with an almost palpable tension. Minjun quickly looked away, feeling his cheeks flush with embarrassment. He could hear Haruto chuckling softly, the sound both soothing and disarming. Haruto moved around the room with a graceful ease, his presence commanding yet comforting.

"Do I make you nervous, Minjun?" Haruto asked, his voice deep and velvety, with a hint of amusement.

Minjun swallowed hard, trying to steady his breathing. "A little," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Haruto's smile was warm and understanding. "There's no need to be nervous. We're just getting started, and you'll find your footing soon enough." He gestured towards the closet. "Your butler uniform is in there. Take your time to get settled in, and then we can begin your training."

Minjun nodded, feeling a mix of anticipation and anxiety. He walked over to the closet and opened it, revealing the neatly pressed uniform hanging inside.

Haruto watched Minjun closely as he examined the uniform, his piercing blue eyes taking in every detail. Minjun could feel the intensity of Haruto's gaze, and it only made him more determined to make a good impression. He ran his fingers over the fabric, appreciating the quality and care that had gone into preparing it.

"The house staff will help you find where things are," Haruto said, his voice deep and reassuring. "And you're more than welcome to come to me for anything." He paused for a moment, a hint of something unspoken in his eyes. "Anything," he repeated, his tone carrying an undertone that made Minjun's heart race.

Minjun nodded, feeling both nervous and grateful. "Thank you, Mr. Sato. I appreciate it."

Haruto's smile was warm and encouraging. "Take your time to get settled in, and when you're ready, we'll begin your training. This is a new beginning for you, and I have no doubt you'll do well."

As Haruto left the room, Minjun couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to his new job than he had initially realized. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the challenges and opportunities ahead. This was his chance, and he was ready to embrace it fully.