Bracing himself to get ready to bound out of the way, he readied for the likely hits he'd have to take, he watched warily for the likely first collision... until he saw several female forms settling between him and the onrush of girls.
But these women weren't facing him like the others. Instead, they were placing themselves between him and the mob, which was good for his well being. Some spread their arms, as if they were going to catch the girls trying to get to him, and others were creating a living wall around him, as if they were trying to seal him off from any possible danger. Each of them didn't seem to be at all fazed by the risk, and stood fast in defense of his person.
With the bright eyes, pointed ears, and tails surrounding him, Ranma was impressed that they were all looking out for him, but it was Miyu's face that he immediately noticed as she looked at him.
"Are you okay, Master?" the silver haired gynoid asked.
"I think so," he grumbled, still moving a bit warily as he tried to straighten up. "Didn't expect to be attacked first thing in the morning. At least, not by the people who work here."
"Oh, they wouldn't have tried to hurt you," Lorelei put in.
"Really?"
"Not on purpose."
"Then what was with that?"
"I'll let them tell you."
The pigtailed boy's brows narrowed in confusion for a moment... until the cries of voices reached him.
"Master, pick me!"
"Choose me! I'll do whatever you want!"
"Do you have anything that you want me to do?!"
"I need to serve you, Master!"
"Let me show you what I can do!"
Looking wildly from girl to girl, he tried to figure out which voice matched which speaker, but he couldn't get even a hint. There was just too much noise, and they were crying out without letting each other be heard. They didn't even seem to notice what they were doing in their panic and desperation to be the one that heard. As a result, he could barely understand even part of the words, never mind what exactly was going on.
"What the hell is this?!" Ranma yelped as he whipped his head around to look at the one person that he thought would have an answer.
Lorelei shrugged. "You might already have an idea. They want to serve you."
"All of 'em?"
"Yes. It's something that most of the maids aspire to."
"But... but...." the pigtailed boy stammered before blinking at her. "Don't they already work for me?"
"Yes, but they don't do it directly. You see, the heads of the departments get their instructions from you, and pass word down the line to the maids, until each gets their individual tasks. So most of them don't get to work for you straight on."
"So, they wanna be the head maids."
"That too, but there is another part," the scientist drawled.
"Which is...."
"There is a chance that they could be your personal 'Inner Circle' of maids. If you see a maid who pleases you, and who want to serve you directly, she could be assigned to you alone."
Something told Ranma that he understood what hadn't yet been said, but he asked anyway. "How do they do that?"
"Simple. If you want someone to do computer work for you, and you see someone that you like, you can decide that she could be your personal aid. You want someone to keep your training equipment for you, you decide who that will be. And if you want someone to run errands for you, you call on who that is."
"And they all want me to pick them."
"To be your maid is to be seen as the most desirable choice out of all of us."
Groaning, Ranma hung his head, knowing that this was going to be even more of a headache than he thought it would be, while:
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