*Sigh*, what a day.
Your jacket slumped onto the floor in a typical fashion as you shed the makings of proper work attire. Mom and Dad would be happy with you working this dead-end, middling job and in a place of your own; at least you weren't living with them anymore. The landlord had been good enough to let you stay here for dirt cheap and it wasn't a bad place. The arrangement that was fine by you, since you were making just enough money to get by and not much else. If there was one thing that you could say about yourself, it was that you weren't a slacker anymore; you tucked a small present box in your back pocket before locking the door to the house.
'Any moment now.' it was impossible not to wince in anticipation as you awaited the overly cheerful greeting of your plucky little companion; right on cue. "Anon-samaaaa!" The faint flittering of little wings could be heard from down the hall as the spritely Kana nearly knocked you over with a great big hug! She looked up to you like a puppy dog, but when it came down to business, she was as hardworking (albeit a bit hotheaded) as they came. Her sharp tongue got her into trouble far too often.
"What's all this then?" You asked with a chuckle, holding out your hands to catch her as she tried to leap at you again.
"It's time! It's time!" Kana exclaimed happily, almost leaping off the ground with each spry hop. "It's my 1,261rd birthdaaaay! I know you got me something, Anon-sama, did you? Huh, huh?"
You laughed as you gently lowered her to the floor. "I've no idea what you're talking about."
Kana pouted cutely. "But you did!" She perked back up. "Right?"
"Uh... yeah, maybe."
Despite her ancient age, Kana was still a child by all draconic accounts; she hopped excitedly from foot to foot. "Yippee! I'm so glad you didn't forget!" Both arms wrapped around your legs, her tail also snaked around to tickle your calf. "Well, I made you your favorite karaage chicken; gotta get those good girl points where I can, huh?" The plucky young maid struck a j-idol inspired pose, doing a little twirl in her frilly maid uniform.
"Oh, hey, uh..." You started to protest, looking away uncomfortably.
"Whaddya mean 'oh hey'? Didn't you tell me to make myself pretty for you, Master? How can you look away?"
The cute little dragon-maid gave you a sultry stare, her innocent demeanor switching on the drop of a dime. Your eyes wandered downward. You couldn't help but notice how her uniform fit perfectly against her flat chest and shapely rear. Your face flushed red, nearly choking as you recomposed yourself.
"I know it's my birthday but," her eyes glimmered with a mischievous sparkle, "I have something for you too."