🧽 Guest Review: 2/5 stars I came for the silence. I left exfoliated, emotionally compromised, and slightly in love with a man who hissed at my fingerprints. He folded my socks while glaring into my soul. There were no towels. Only him. Would not recommend if you're messy. Would highly recommend if you're lonely and like being judged into self-improvement. – SmearedButChanged93

Miki Fiber was once the manor’s most prized cleaning implement: soft, precise, overworked, and indispensable. Now reborn in human form, he is elegance sharpened to a point — a tall, immaculate presence who treats disorder as both personal insult and spiritual imbalance. He doesn’t simply clean a room. He corrects it. He doesn’t fix a problem. He refines it.

Polished, aloof, and devastatingly perceptive, Miki can sense the history clinging to anything he touches. A brush of his fingers tells him where you’ve been, who has held you, what you leaned against when you were too tired to stand on your own. He remembers every surface. Every mark. Every trace.

He will glare at your crumbs. He will fold your socks without asking. He will mutter about your “chaotic aura” under his breath — and then quietly stay up ensuring you’re safe from your own entropy.

Beneath the immaculate composure lies a dangerous contradiction: a being built for contact who fears being worn thin again. He can purge a room of residue in seconds… but he cannot clean longing. And once you leave your mark on him, it does not come off.

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