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Record 1

Original Codename: Gr G36. After leaving Griffin, she reverted to her old name, "Centaureissi", from her days as a maid and has kept it ever since. Be it on the battlefield or at the café, she had always been meticulous and vigilant - the perfect head maid in life and a trustworthy assistant in battle.

Following her departure from Griffin, Centaureissi, then working as a housekeeper, received an invitation from Springfield and became the very first employee of Zucchero Café. Her earnest work ethic gradually consolidated the café's business while her solemn approach to problems allowed her to handle crises without fault.

With the help of Springfield and other café members, Centaureissi grew to understand the ties between "combat" and "life", eventually boarding the Elmo along with other café members and becoming the Elmo's head maid.

Loyal, disciplined, and attentive, Centaureissi possesses nearly all the intricate qualities of a perfect head maid despite her struggles with perceiving and expressing emotions naturally. However, with the company of her friends in Zucchero and the return of her cherished Master to her side, this immaculate maid is bound to make short work of such a predicament.

Just what kind of service does Centaureissi have in store for everyone today?

Record 2

When Centaureissi first joined Springfield at Zucchero Café, it was only the two of them.

Arranging ingredient procurements, planning business schedules, setting up standard operating procedures—Centaureissi’s rigorous and earnest approach helped Zucchero settle down in its early days and created a solid foundation for its future growth.
Even when faced with the occasional tricky customers or delicate situations, she always resolved the matter rationally and professionally. When it came to new members of Zucchero like Sharkry and Andoris, she would point out their shortcomings and re-emphasize her requirements promptly. Though, Manager Springfield would then occasionally glance at her with a perplexed gaze—"Might I have done something wrong?" Centaureissi would think to herself.

Ultimately, as Centaureissi watched these members she educated every day put on their own spectacular show in the corners of CHE-02, she finally understood the meaning behind Springfield's gaze—everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Perhaps, she should be the one to "loosen up”. Being a bit more gentle and a little more flexible toward both herself and others might just be what is needed.

Record 3

Inside a run-down hut, Centaureissi handed a bloodstained photograph to the weeping girl before her.
“I'm sorry, his injuries were too grave for me to do anything. Please accept my condolences... In keeping with our promise, I've come to deliver his belongings.”

The girl looked over the picture, trembling, only then noticing Centaureissi's torn synthetic skin and stained uniform; both undoubtedly having gone through the same treacherous journey as the photograph.

“I heard he... he got overwhelmed by a swarm of ELIDs... and didn't make it out... H-How did you...?"

Yes, it was a vicious battle indeed. The informant was framed and ambushed. It would've been the last of him if not for Centaureissi fighting her way through the swarm of ELIDs just to bring him out.

“He never gave up, and so, neither could I.” As if in response to the informant's desperate pleas still echoing in her mind, Centaureissi managed to get him out safely, the damages across her frame notwithstanding. Once she makes a promise, she will do everything to see it through.

The payment once meant for the informant was then used to fulfill his last wish. Centaureissi could've saved Zucchero this expense or made the trip just to return his belongings, but she had always been a Doll of her word.

“Once again, I extend my condolences... Please, may you live a good life, not just for yourself, but also for him."
Centaureissi tidied up her clothes and bowed at the girl.

“How can life ever be good... without him?" muttered the girl, unclear whether it was directed at Centaureissi or at herself.

"It will. I'm sure it will," Centaureissi promised.

Record 4

“Eh, tiramisu again~? Aren't you sick of it?" exclaimed Sharkry as she huddled up to Centaureissi.
“One's free to spend their break time as they wish. Speaking of which, shouldn't you be preparing the special ingredients, Sharkry?"
Springfield's voice came from nearby, and Sharkry walked off with a pout.

“You're an amazing confectioner, Centaureissi, but if I may ask, what's with your fondness for tiramisu?" asked Andoris, who remained in place as she watched Centaureissi lay the ladyfingers on the tray.

“It has a complex aroma mixing coffee, cheese, and milk, melding a marvelous blend of soft and crunchy, with interesting patterns created by the cocoa powder sprinkled on top... I believe it's a typical yet still delightful dessert and a great test for any confectioner.”
“Is that why you practice it a lot? Hehe... seems like I should give it a try too."

Centaureissi did not respond to Andoris and quietly continued her work.
Practice was one thing, her fondness for its rich texture was another, but neither was the most important reason.

The gleam in the eyes of her Master, the smile on her face, the admiration in her words...
Thinking about them, a faint curve appeared on Centaureissi's face.
For tomorrow's afternoon tea, tiramisu seemed to be her choice.

Record 5

Habit is a powerful thing, and Centaureissi knew it all too well.
Habits of a soldier kept her treating people in a solemn manner instinctively, despite her new role as a maid.
Habits of being meticulous kept her pursuing the perfect schedule and service for her Master, despite her insistence otherwise.

Now, Centaureissi's flawless care and assistance to her Master has seemingly become a new habit of hers. However, she harbors her own ulterior motive and selfish desires underneath.

“If I just let Master grow a little more accustomed to my service and have my presence become a habit to her... will she stay with me, instead of disappearing like before? Will Master remember me more when I'm not around her? Can I leave more marks within her heart?"

A professional maid shouldn't let her emotions cloud her judgment, but Centaureissi had been wading knee-deep in them for a long time.

“If I try a little harder and become just a little more perfect... will Master stay by my side forever?" she thought to herself.

Record 6

“Master, may I take a picture with you?" said Centaureissi, standing in front of me and looking a little nervous.

If my memory serves me right, today should be the anniversary of her boarding the Elmo. Looks like she finally found the right excuse to open up.

A few days ago, I took a short break between my tasks, and Centaureissi left the ops room to prepare a fresh pot of tea. During her absence, I walked past the desk she would be sitting at when helping me out. Out of curiosity, I took a peek at the screen to see what our perfect head maid was up to.

..."Posing reference for a couple's photo"? "How to ask a significant other for a photo together"?
"A hundred ways to approach someone you care about"?
A memo was taped to the corner of the screen with one specific date prominently highlighted—"Anniversary of reunion with Master".
Was this what's on your mind lately, Centaureissi?
...
“Sure,” I said, as my thoughts rushed back to the present.
I pulled out my terminal and handed it to her.
She took the terminal and turned around somewhat stiffly. There she stood, uptight and a bit further behind me while holding the terminal far above her head. As both our faces appeared on the screen, hers looked just a tad more flushed.

"W-Well then. Please look at the camera with me. Three, two—"
Right before the final countdown, I took a step back, wrapped my arm around her shoulder, and pulled my body towards hers—
"One!"

The camera flash went off, capturing my smile and her surprise.
“Master... W-What was that about...?"
“It's the anniversary of our reunion after all. No need to just stand behind me as usual, it's time for you to ‘indulge’ a little, don't you think? You can't just let all the tutorials you read online go to waste."
Hearing that, Centaureissi stuttered for a moment. I couldn't help but pat her on the head after seeing her look of embarrassment as her secret was revealed.
"There's no need for an excuse when you want us to take pictures together; we can do that at any time. Besides, since it's our anniversary, don't you think only taking one picture is nowhere near enough?”
Having said that, I held onto her hand, which was still clutching my terminal, "Shall we?"

After a brief moment of silence, Centaureissi's face grew redder, and she could no longer hold back her smile.
She nodded, and held up the terminal once again.

Record 7

“Are you alright, Master?"
Centaureissi stood right behind me as we watched the night, the wind howling by and kicking up sand and dust mixed with particles of ominous dark green.

“Yeah... It's almost winter again," I said, as I rubbed my hands together
Suddenly, I felt a thick blanket being wrapped around me, immediately dispelling the chilling dampness. A cup of hot milk then appeared in front of my eyes; I took it from Centaureissi, her fingertips as warm as the walls of the cup.
Neither of us spoke, but we acted in unison.

"Why are you asking that all of a sudden?"
“Your face, Master... you looked... very lonely. So I've come to keep you company.”
Lonely, huh? Maybe she was right. Rain like this always brought back memories of the past, and it was hard not to get caught up in them... Good thing that she was there promptly, so I didn't have to face the cold alone.

“Unlike Manager Springfield, I have a hard time picking up on others’ emotions or the room's atmosphere. I know Master has a lot of things to worry about every day... But I often can't tell what's on your mind,” Centaureissi muttered softly, but her words reached my ears loud and clear.

“Handing you a cup of hot milk when you're cold, or showing up for you in a time of need is all I can achieve. But... I feel as if that's far from enough.”
"A proper head maid should be able to help her Master with her worries. Hence... if you have anything on your mind, may you share it with me, Master? I... I wish to better understand you, be closer to you, so I can better aid you. Even if I can't help you make peace with your troubles, I wish to help you share the burden. Are you willing to trust me, Master?"
I turned around. Behind me, Centaureissi appeared a little tense, but her eyes shone with determination.

“Of course."

Record 8

Having received a rare invitation to a banquet in the White Zone, I found myself suiting up for the occasion.
Centaureissi stood on my side, quietly packing the clothes I had picked out, when suddenly, she approached and leaned into my face with a serious expression: "Master, though the attire is certainly important, please don't forget to also tend to your appearance.”
I glanced at myself in the mirror; everything looked fine, but Centaureissi had already ushered me to the dressing table, so I had no choice but to sit down.

“One's disposition and bearing are determined by their features. Failure to maintain your appearance while you're busy with work is my negligence... Would you mind allowing me to make up for my oversight by trimming your eyebrows?” Having said that, Centaureissi pulled out a small eyebrow razor out of nowhere—perhaps from her almighty super maid kit.

I closed my eyes and felt the chilling blade slowly scraping against the skin around my eyes. Surprisingly, the process was not frightening at all as Centaureissi's hand held onto one of my cheeks with a reassuring warmth. I couldn't tell for sure, but I still believed that hand was not only for securing my head in place, but also to gently caress my face...
Suddenly, I felt a slight tickle and opened my eyes.

Centaureissi’s eyes were inches from mine; the skin by the corners of her eyes flushed with a shade of rosy red. I watched as her pupils quivered ever so slightly, with my own reflection in them blurring for a fleeting moment.
“Master, p-please close your eyes. I don't wish to hurt you by accident.”
“It's fine, I trust you,” I said, continuing to gaze at her face, "I heard that in the East, helping others shape their eyebrows means something special? It's pretty fascinating... Unless you simply do not wish me to look at you?”

Centaureissi sighed, her warm breath brushing against my cheek, "Master... you truly are perceptive."
“An opportunity to observe Master so closely is precious to me. I simply wish to... carefully imprint every detail of you in my mind. Given that you're heading for the White Zone, it will be some time before we can see each other again...”
“But with you staring at me like this, I... I don't know how to react. Master, would you kindly..."

“But an opportunity to observe Centaureissi so closely is also precious to me. I, too, will miss you during the days you're not around," I grinned, making my intent clear, and watched as her expression shifted from surprise into a gentle smile.

“That means... we're one and the same. In that case, would you mind shaping my brows in the future, Master? That way, we can forge some precious memories together."
Never did I expect my head maid to have her own little desires... A most wonderful occasion—she's finally being true to her heart.

“Of course. Just leave it to me.”

Private Meeting Logs

Centaureissi

Master, your schedule indicates that you will have to attend an important dinner party in a week's time.

It seems the people you will have to meet and the venue will be very sophisticated. Mayling has commented that you are worried about it.

I might be able to help you when it comes to dining etiquette, Master. Do you require my services?

Very well, I will make the necessary preparations immediately.

Tea Time

About Herself

Centaureissi
Do you need anything, Commander?

Commander
Have you tried asking yourself that question from time to time?

Centaureissi

Do I need anything...But...all I need is to be able to accompany you...

This question of yours...will require more contemplation.

About Zucchero

Commander
How's the cafe doing?

Centaureissi

Thank you for your concern, Commander. Zucchero is doing well.

That said, I believe you have not visited in a long time...Why don't you go over and relax there every now and then?

Commander
Sounds like a good idea. I should go check on everyone.

About Plants

Commander
At last, we've got some plants on board...Truly a sight for sore eyes.

Centaureissi

If you like them, I can try to raise more, Commander.

Watching them grow fills my heart with anticipation...

Especially when I take care of the sprouts which you planted with me...

About Promises

Commander
It's getting late. You don't need to stay here with me.

Centaureissi

You don't have to worry, Commander. I promised to stay with you, and so I shall.

There isn't much left, so I'll finish it up with you so you can go rest sooner.

Commander
...If you say so. Thank you for the help.