“Well, since both you and I are attending, it should work out somehow.”
Agenor seemed to have guessed the situation to some extent, agreeing to become my second disciple and train with me.
He wasn’t a clueless brother, after all.
He admitted he was curious from the start but hesitated to ask, wondering why I was calling Dad ‘Master’.
“Why don’t you just tell everyone while you’re at it?”
“No, not yet.”
“I see.”
“You’re accepting that easily?”
Agenor grinned.
“Aren’t you planning something, little sister? Like when you gave Baiyan a nosebleed.”
“I wasn’t planning anything then.”
“Then it’s even more impressive.”
That damn ‘impressive’ again. I shook my head.
“By the way, the date’s been set, right?”
“Yeah.”
The date for the High Disciplinary Committee was set while I was resting at home.
The date was announced three days ago, and it’s tomorrow.
“That’s a shame. To think the High Disciplinary Committee and the family council would be held on the same day.”
Indeed. Unfortunately, the family council and the High Disciplinary Committee were scheduled for the same day.
Therefore, as the person involved and required to attend the Disciplinary Committee, I naturally couldn’t attend the family council.
‘Tch, it’s a shame, just like Agenor said.’
I had spread so many rumors this time that I could have easily attracted attention if I had attended.
Even that grandmother’s attention.
I wanted to clearly show her what kind of person her ignored granddaughter was becoming, but that plan was ruined.
If there’s any consolation, it’s that Baiyan, the likely successor, can’t attend either.
It would be a blow to his pride.
Besides, he must be anxious about falling out of favor with Grandmother.
This is perfect.
‘If I can’t have it, neither can you.’
It’s not like I gained nothing.
“Well, tomorrow isn’t the only opportunity.”
“Awesome, that confidence! Pride! Arrogance!”
“Why is the last word coming out like that?”
Was ‘arrogant’ really the right expression to use in this situation?
I looked at Agenor, who was smiling brightly, and blurted out.
“Thank you.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever said it properly before.”
Blue eyes turned to meet mine.
I didn’t expect to meet his gaze like this so quickly, but it didn’t feel bad.
“You helped me without asking why. That day.”
“Ah!”
“You suffered a lot in that brawl too.”
“It was fun.”
Agenor pondered for a moment, then tilted his head.
“It was the first time I fought to protect someone.”
“There will be many more.”
“Huh?”
“There will be many more opportunities.”
Agenor looked doubtful at my affirmative answer, but that was it.
Soon, as if understanding, he said this.
“I see. You mean you’ll be doing fights to protect others?”
“Why does it sound so……”
Before I could answer, the door opened, and Misa entered with the herring maids, pulling a tray.
The maids and Misa looked surprised to see Agenor, but only for a moment.
“Welcome, young master!”
“Oh my, the young master is so handsome too.”
“You two look alike! So cute……!”
As always, the fuss they usually made over me was transferred to Agenor.
Agenor seemed surprised by this reaction at first, then muttered quietly.
“This kind of attention isn’t bad……”
I ignored him, pretending not to hear, and opened my mouth for the stew the maids offered.
Ugh, there are carrots in it again.
However, I opened my mouth, pretending not to notice, aware that Agenor was there.
I didn’t want to show Agenor my weakness.
The maids’ smiles deepened as if they understood my situation.
“Now, say ah, ah.”
“Ah-.”
Agenor, who had been watching me closely, suddenly came up to me.
“Calypso.”
“What?”
I blinked at his unusually serious expression. Why all of a sudden?
“Let me be your errand boy too.”
“……Get lost.”
“That decisiveness isn’t bad. But a little more……”
“Misa, the guest is leaving. Hurry up and send him out.”
“Ah, okay, just kidding! Just kidding! We have to talk about the Disciplinary Committee, little sister!”
Agenor quickly lay flat on his back and begged for forgiveness before he was kicked out.
Well, like Agenor said, it was necessary to discuss the Disciplinary Committee tomorrow.
More like planning than discussing.
“Agenor. Do as I say tomorrow.”
“What is it?”
“It’s like this……”
Agenor nodded after listening to the explanation for a long time.
However, his expression was half in doubt.
But instead of arguing, he seemed to swallow his questions.
Then, hesitating, he cautiously asked.
“But little sister, are you really not going to call Father? Is it really okay?”
I hesitated until the end too.
But.
I shook my head firmly.
“It’s okay.”
* * *
The next morning dawned.
Calypso was surprised that her condition was perfect.
‘I knew I had recovered, but somehow my recovery ability feels more superior than what I had in the previous timeline.’
In fact, this was because Pierre had secretly infused the power of water into Calypso when he met her a while ago.
Calypso, who had not yet awakened her powers, found it difficult to notice even this and simply thought it was a misunderstanding.
The High Disciplinary Committee was held in a junior institution [a school for younger students].
It seemed that they had gone through several meetings with the intermediate institution regarding the location, but they seemed to have judged that the location where the incident occurred was appropriate.
Calypso glanced over her outfit once.
‘I’m not used to it.’
This was an outfit made by the herring sisters [a group of maids in Calypso’s service].
Calypso didn’t have many decent clothes.
Her living environment had improved after catching the attention of the head of the family, but even so, she was not living in abundance.
Especially in the case of clothes, it was limited to clothes that could be worn for activities.
“No, Princess, Princess, you can’t do this!”
“We need a suit, a suit!”
“No, there’s a place for that……”
“Clothing is a weapon, Princess!”
The clothes she was wearing now were made by the maids, who stayed up all night, saying that wearing them neatly to such a place would give her strength.
Somehow, the words that clothes were also a weapon played a part in Calypso not being able to stop the herring maids.
“As a teacher, I have the right to scold you for neglecting your weapons.”
Calypso had not met Pierre since that day. It was also intentional.
She would face him again after the Disciplinary Committee was over.
Even thinking about it again, it was a good thing she didn’t bring up the parent-teacher conference to Pierre.
Calypso was not confident that she could handle the aftermath of the play or the background of Pierre giving Lyla such an order.
Like Pierre said, the master-disciple relationship was inevitably a parting relationship.
It was a relationship that she came up with on the spur of the moment, but when she thought about it, she wondered if her deep inside included the judgment that they would eventually break up.
Because Calypso is a calculating person.
Anyway, the clothes made by the maids were children’s suits that looked like sailor uniforms.
A blue jacket and a white blouse. An adorable tie embroidered with killer whales and a blue skirt.
Even hand-knitted socks.
Each and every one of them was made with so much care that it made her feel warm.
In addition to this, Calypso, who was wearing a beret made in the same color, looked like she was going to be in a children’s pictorial [a magazine featuring photos of children].
Thus, when she finally arrived at the conference hall where the Disciplinary Committee was being held, everyone who saw Calypso couldn’t help but be surprised.
“Oh my, is that really her……”
“No, she’s so small, but she was in a brawl?”
“They say she fights so well.”
“As expected, Pierre’s blood……”
The High Disciplinary Committee was an event that rarely occurred even in educational institutions.
Because of this, there would have been more people than usual, but unfortunately, the family council was being held elsewhere today.
Even the times overlapped.
‘That’s strange. Lyla wouldn’t handle things like this.’
Lyla was a perfect woman when it came to handling work, if nothing else.
If it seemed like it would overlap with the family council, she could have moved the date of the Disciplinary Committee altogether, and she was someone who had that authority.
“Hello, Princess.”
“Yeah. Hello.”
Calypso happened to run into Lyla.
“You look different today.”
“Really? The maids worked hard. How is it, pretty?”
Calypso smiled charmingly.
Lyla paused for a moment.
“Um, yes, it’s amazing.”
Lyla works in a child-related profession, but she is surprisingly uninterested in children.
That’s why she could be a fair person.
But what should I say? The existence of Calypso in front of her was like a big stone that broke through her indifference.
Even a very pretty and cute killer whale-shaped stone.
‘Pierre’s appearance is also particularly noticeable, but this person is also gorgeous in a different sense. Did she get influenced by her mother?’
“You’re pretty.”
“Huh? Uh, thank you.”
Calypso greeted her, feeling flustered by the unexpected reaction.
Because of that, she missed the timing to ask Lyla what she was curious about.
She really wanted to ask why the schedule was set like this.
Looking back, it seemed like almost everyone who was coming had arrived.