Ryuuko coughed politely as she drew closer to the maids, the trail that she was following ending at a conspicuous nail. For one, it was just there on the floor rather than in anywhere befitting a nail. It was even more inexcusable when one considered the state of the rest of the mansion; a misplaced nail should have been removed or restored to its proper position in minutes rather than unintentionally injuring a thief. Deliberate, then? The maid holding a nail encouraged a view such as that.

"I am Miura Ryuuko, here to investigate the recent theft. Could you please explain why it is that you are carrying a nail?" the girl asked, gesturing with one hand towards the bloodied nail for an indication of why she cared. Her other hand was careful not to stray far from the katana's handle: something about this family made the idea of rebellious servants seem quite likely.