@Maid Sungjong Dongwoo, typical of his yakuza upbringing had scared a passing kitchen boy to go find someone to unpack his case. The stuttering, flustered youth had run straight from the master's room and knocked timidly on the ninth servant room, having stopped by it by chance. His heart was still pounding from the glare the other had given him, feeling that he would be eaten for certain by that large, predatory mouth. Calming himself a little, he stilled waiting for an answer, the maids were his equals and he felt obliged to treat them as such.
"The newest master needs assistance, he's in his room." he called, clearing his throat in the hope of some reply.