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Chapter 15 – Progress

    Chapter 15 – Progress


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s good form, Eris. Keep going like that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“G-Got it, Ghiine!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Nodding at Eris’ words, Ghiine then turned to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now, I believe it’s time we begin our first lesson,” she said as she drew her sword. “You know what touki is, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Touki?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uhh… no? What is that?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ghiine’s eyes widened in surprise. “What? But you became an Advanced… never mind.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was very confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Despite having the fighting prowess of a Saint, Paul was an idiot when it came to swordsmanship, so I should have expected this,” she said, shaking her head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, he definitely is an idiot.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But a Saint?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Paul was that strong?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. Due to his natural talent, his unique three-styled swordsmanship, and his experience, he was strong enough to fight a Sword Saint,” she said. “Unfortunately, with his terrible work ethic and being an instinctual fighter, he couldn’t advance any further. Being the instinctual type is also what makes him a bad teacher.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, no kidding,” I said with augh.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Indeed. I used to be the same, but once I started using my head, I could advance to the King rank,” she said with a smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh… I didn’t know whether to raise my opinion of my father for being so naturally skilled, or lower it since he could’ve be so much more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah, well… not like it mattered now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was living the domestic life of a husband, after all, even if he had already failed at it in the most important aspect.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So this… touki, you called it? What exactly is it?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ghiine narrowed her eyes in thought before she responded, “Touki… also called Battle Aura, or Fighting Spirit by some, it is what swordsmen and warriors use to boost their physical abilities to perform techniques. As an Advanced-rank swordsman, you must have done something like this already.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… wait.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This touki… was it the ‘feeling’ that Paul had talked about?


    <span style="font-weight:400">The feeling I thought of as mana being used to enhance my body?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, it must be… right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Haa… couldn’t you have at least known the name, Paul?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I think I do. Something like this, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Remembering the feeling of when I cut the boulder, I then brought my de to my side beforeunching forward with a leap.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Twisting my hips, the sword cut silently through the air, before a sonic boom followed shortly after I finished the swing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Turning back to Ghiine, I saw her nodding her head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Exactly. That is the Advanced-rank Sword God technique, the <em><span style="font-weight:400">Longsword of Silence</em><span style="font-weight:400">. I also noticed you using touki in our previous spar, though it seemed to be used unconsciously.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway,” she continued. “Your next goal is to be a Sword Saint, and I’m sure you have the talent to do so. The key to reaching this rank is mastering the basics acquired with the Advanced rank. Most notably, perfecting the <em><span style="font-weight:400">Longsword of Silence</em><span style="font-weight:400"> so that it bes the <em><span style="font-weight:400">Longsword of Light</em><span style="font-weight:400">. What that entails is constant practice and correcting any faults in technique. So… are you prepared?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">That sounded quite ominous… but it’s not like I could refuse.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Information on the Six-Faced World —


    <b><em>Ghiine Dedoldia</em></b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ghiine has dark skin and a very muscr and scarred body that she shows off with her revealing outfit that consists of the leather jacket given to practitioners of the Sword God style that achieves the Saint rank. She wears an eye patch that covers her Demon Eye, which allows her to see the flow of mana. She has grey hair that reaches down to her chest that matches her grey tail and beastfolk ears. She also has arge chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She is a very strong-willed individual, and while she used to be extremely violent and dumb, she was able to curb this trait by training under Gal Farion, the current Sword God.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ghiine is an S-ranked adventurer, a rank that she achieved along with the party Fangs of the ck Wolf.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After returning to the Sword Sanctum, she achieved the rank of Sword King and was given one of the Sword God’s Seven Swords, Hiramune - t Core, as a result.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She is currently a hired guard for the Boreas Greyrat family and is Eris Boreas Greyrat’s swordsmanship instructor.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">It had been a month since arriving at Roa and starting the grand task of tutoring the Young Miss.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had also just sent my first letter back home, telling them that I was alright and had gotten the job with no issues, along with a few silver coins from my first sry.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Although it had only been a short time apart, I was already deeply missing my family, especially Mama.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Though, it was to be expected, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I hadn’t been separated from her since… well, since she adopted me, I guess.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And as for right now?


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Thwack!</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Cover your defences! Make sure to watch the opponent''s toes to prepare for attacks and position your body so that they have minimal area to strike,” Ghiine lectured before whipping her sword toward me once again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ghiine, as it turned out, was good at teaching.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And when it came to swordsmanship, she was a genius differently from Paul.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A genius that had the hard work and the intelligence to back it up other than pure talent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She would point out the ws in my posture, sword strikes, and strategy that I didn’t even know I had.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And most importantly, she would tell me how to correct said ws and improve.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Paul was also able to point out when I was doing something wrong, but his exnation was horrible… if he exined at all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I would then be forced to trante his gibberish into actual instruction, or just copy whatever movements he was doing until I got it right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While that wasn’t a horrible method for my growth, it did mean that I would have any ws he did, which Ghiine was currently trying to beat out of me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And it was damn painful, even if I did enjoy the feeling of improving.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good. Remember, unless you are protecting something, it is better to dodge than to block. And don’t extend your foot so far. It bes a target,” Ghiine advised before our des shed again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The sound of wood cking was pleasant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Calming, even.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It helped me deepen my focus on our exchanges and take in her instructions without overwhelming my mind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">However… I couldn’t say the same for the force behind said sounds.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That just hurt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright. That’s enough,” Ghiine then said, ending the lesson.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Copsing onto my back, I let the chilly afternoon air cool down my burning body as Eris soon sat down beside me, nudging my shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not even sharing a word, I then summoned some water that sshed onto her sweaty face before I summoned a gust of warm air to dry her off, much like I did with Sylphy after a day of ying.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While she was still a bit bratty, Eris and I’s rtionship has be much closer over the past month, and that was especially shown here after our swordsmanship lessons, where Ghiine worked us tirelessly to the bone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She couldn’t whine andin much when she was too busy catching her breath, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just as I was about to get up and stretch, a maid walked up to me before taking a bow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Master Philip would like to see you, Lord Leon,” the beastfolk woman said gracefully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sitting up, I sted myself with air to dry off before answering, “Right now? Wouldn’t he prefer if I washed up and changed beforehand?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She shook her head. “No. He mentioned that your state of dress was of no matter. Please follow me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Getting up to my feet with a sigh, I then waved to Ghiine and Eris before departing, following behind the maid as she led me to Philip’s office.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have brought him, Master.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you. Leon, pleasee take a seat,” Philip said from the couch.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Following his words, the maid closed the door behind me as I took a seat opposite him, where a steaming cup of what I assumed to be tea was ced on the table in front of me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“May I ask why you called me here?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Straight to the point, huh? I suppose that is better than wasting breath with pleasantries,” Philip said, taking his cup before meeting my eyes. “I would like a report on Eris’ studies.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oh, right. I should have expected this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. I guess I can start with magic, if that’s alright,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“While the other more… academic subjects are of more importance, I am indeed interested in my daughter’s abilities,” he said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Nodding my head, I continued, “I have been trying to teach both Eris and Ghiine the basics of healing, water, and fire magic, as those are the three schools I believe are most useful. While they have been unable to perform healing magic yet, I believe it’s only a matter of time for Miss Eris.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His smirk grew. “That is indeed quite something. I would never think that viscous daughter of mine could be a healer.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, that’s because she finds it interesting,” I shrugged. “Water and fire magic have found more sess, and while they can form a basic <em><span style="font-weight:400">Fireball</em><span style="font-weight:400"> and <em><span style="font-weight:400">Waterball</em><span style="font-weight:400">, they are still unable tounch the spell. I wouldn’t call them Beginner-rank magicians quite yet, as their spells are unable to be used in their true form, but since I taught them it only for the sake of generating those elements for survival, I believe their current level is sufficient.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see,” he said. “I should also thank you for teaching Ghiine with no extra cost.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No need. She is teaching me the Beast God tongue in exchange, and having her with the Young Miss has been a huge help,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… my father also learned thenguage in his youth due to his love for beastfolk. How has your progress been?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Beast God tongue, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was pretty different from the human tongue and the Demon God tongue, and paired with the fact that Ghiine was a worse teacher for such things than Roxy, it was pretty difficult to get the hang of.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can perform basic greetings andmon sentences, but I am a long way from being fluent,” I answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unfortunately, I wouldn’t be able to learn the writing of the Beast God tongue any time soon, due to Ghiine being illiterate, but thenguage focused on linguistics rather than writing anyway, so it wasn’t that bad.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. Anyway, how is her arithmeticing along?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Better than I thought, to be honest. She can now perform basic subtraction and addition, as long as the numbers aren’t too big. She should be moving onto multiplication and division soon,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Teaching Eris numbers with swordsmanship andbat situations had been a wonderful idea on my part, and with Ghiine telling her stories of how she had gotten into trouble without knowing numbers, I was even able to get through some traditional sit-down lessons as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wonderful,” Philip smiled. “And how about her reading and writing?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ugh… reading with Eris… now that was a chore.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s… getting there. I have been having her read fun and exciting stories along with me, much like I did with my brother when he was little, to advance her reading. As for writing, we have been slowly chronicling some of Ghiine’s stories together, as Miss Eris wants said stories to be remembered,” I answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He nodded yet again. “Good. And finally, what about history and Asura Kingdom politics?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I leaned back in my seat. “History has been a bit easier, especially the exciting parts such as the wars. In fact, it has often gone hand in hand with her reading. Politics, on the other hand, has been difficult. Though I imagine I can sneak in some knowledge through casual conversation rather than lessons.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Philip smiled. “Politics are not too important. As long as she knows the basics before her second birthday.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Much likemoner children enter an apprenticeship, nobles enter the world of their ss on their second birthday at the age of ten, which meant that Eris would debut at that time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Philip then fished through his pocket before flicking me a silver coin.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s this?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s tomemorate your hard work. As of now, your sry will be increased to ten Asuran silver coins per month or one Asuran gold coin. I’m sure my father would demand it be done once he hears of Eris’ aplishments regardless, so I’m just saving myself from getting punched,” he shrugged.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, that was… concerning to hear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had spotted Sauros a few times during my stay here, and while he was very loud and stern, if I simply bowed politely whileplimenting Eris, he would pass by with a smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had also caught him having ‘fun’ with the maids a few times… I guess his liking of beastfolk wasn’t a lie, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now, do you have anything else to add?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… there had been a couple of things I had been thinking of regarding Eris’ education.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes… I have three proposals,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well? Let’s hear it,” he said, gesturing at me to continue.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“First. I would like for you and Lord Sauros to limit the spending done by the Young Miss’ request, and instead, give her a weekly allowance. This would enable her to begin to understand the value of money, while also putting her arithmetic lessons to good use.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Done. What are the others?” he said, nodding.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, that was easy. Thesest two might not be as much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was… hoping you could allow a day of rest for Miss Eris each week, where she could spend the day doing whatever she would like. This ‘break’ not only gives her mind time to rest and take in the lessons she learned that week, but it would also give her something to look forward to and work towards.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was something Rudy introduced when Roxy began teaching, and although at first I thought he was just beingzy, it soon proved to have its benefits.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And for Eris, who hated studying unlike me, it would be a great addition to her curriculum.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Steepling his fingers, Philip nodded at me to continue.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ahem. I was also hoping you would allow Miss Eris to visit the city. This could be done under my supervision alone, or alongside Ghiine and other guards. This would allow her to get a more practical understanding of some subjects while also giving her a reason to learn them. Knowing how much something costs, reading signs, and things like that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The room was then enveloped in silence before Philip eventually spoke up, “A day of rest and city visits, huh? Hmm… well, if you believe it would be best, then I will allow it. Though I may ask you to perform more duties past tutoring on this day of rest.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course,” I said with a bow. “Thank you. I am certain this will bring results.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">And that was how the aptly named ‘weekend’, as Rudy called it, was introduced to the Boreas Greyrat household.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Come on! Let’s go!” Eris eximed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ming, I’ming. Jeez… have some patience, will you?” I sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She huffed, “I’d have patience if you hurried up!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">No… I don’t think that''s how patience works, Eris.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With my sword strapped to my side, and Ghiine following us from behind, we then made our way through the city.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now remember Eris. While this outing is meant to be fun, it is also a way for you to put your lessons into practice. So I’ll be asking you a few questions along the way, alright?” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph! You always have to make things so boring, Leon!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">While she said that, the smile on her face hadn’t dulled in the slightest, so I think she was just feigning her annoyance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Walking past a food stall, I noticed Eris’ eyes trail over to the set of skewers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And their price… yeah, this would be good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Here. How about we do our first lesson of today,” I said, gesturing for the two to follow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey! What do ya want? The skewers are-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I put my hand up to stop the stall keeper. “Thank you. We’ll take three chicken skewers, please.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As the man begins cooking three meat skewers, I then turned to Eris.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now, you see that sign there?” I said, pointing to the price on the front of the stall. “Tell me how much each skewer is worth.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris scrunched her nose as she looked at the letters before suddenly shouting, “I don’t know!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just try. You know this one, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She nodded hesitantly, “That’s… monster, right? Why does it say monster?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Close. It’s copper. Or rather, copper coins,” I corrected.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t that close, but praise was important for a kid, especially when they hated the lessons.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Two copper coins for each skewer is the listed price. And since we ordered three, how much will we have to pay?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris then held out her hand before raising two fingers at a time, just like I taught her. “That’s… eight! Right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Close. How about you, Ghiine?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Six,” she said seriously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep,” nodding my head proudly, I continued. “So we’ll have to pay six copper coins for our order. And since we know that onerge copper coin is equal to ten copper coins, how many copper coins will we get back if we pay with arge copper coin?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The currency system in Asura was quite simple.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was the gold coin, which was valued at ten silver coins, which were valued at tenrge copper coins, which were valued at ten copper coins.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Each coin was multiples of ten, which led to easy calctions, something important to have when most of your citizens didn’t know basic arithmetic.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While the value of each coin fluctuated depending on the harvest and multiple other factors of the economy, that was the general rule for currency conversion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris then started swinging an imaginary sword, counting down under her breath with each strike.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s… four!” she then eximed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While she wasn’t nearly as bright as Sylphy was, seeing Eris improve her skills despite despising the subjects was quite endearing to watch.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It filled me with a different, yet equal, sense of pride.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s correct, Eris. Wonderful job,” I said as the skewers in question were handed to me. “Ah! Thank you!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Taking the three skewers, I batted away Ghiine and Eris’ reaching hands before casting a detoxification spell on the food, checking for any poisons, malicious or not.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And luckily, there didn’t seem to be any.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Here you go, you two. And don’t trust food not served by the manor so easily.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">They both nodded their heads before greedily digging in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">How ferocious… I guess Eris’ table manners went out the window when not at the table, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Continuing our walk, we stopped by a bookstore on the way, with me checking for anything that might be of interest to Rudy or Sylphy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Books, as it turned out, were just as expensive as I thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, while I had found a few that would interest them, and even a cookbook for Mama, it would still be a while before I could get them anything.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, I was doing this job for my siblings’ futures, so it would be unwise to spend everything right now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Heading down the merchant street, another shop piqued my interest, this time being a tailor.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Here, let’s head into this one,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? Alright. But I didn’t think you needed new clothes,” Ghiine said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not the clothes I’m looking at,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Walking into the shop, I exchanged a small greeting with the clerk before perusing the shelves.


    <span style="font-weight:400">More specifically, the one with dolls and a few stuffed animals.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking at the shelves, I then found their pricebelled underneath.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Six silver coins.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yikes… that was a bit pricey, but I suppose I have a few months until they''re born, so by then, it wouldn’t be too much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If I’m lucky, I could probably haggle it down to a five, especially if I bought them together.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm~? Did you want one that bad?” Eris interjected teasingly. “Well, if you really want a stuffed animal, then I suppose I could lend you mine. But I didn’t think you were into those types of things, Leon.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head in exasperation. “It’s for my soon-to-be-born siblings, you dolt. Not me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“D-Dolt!? How dare you!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Whoops. A bit of Paul slipped out there.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I guess I could just count that as some Water God practice, as my words had definitely provoked her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… I thought it would be nice for them to have something soft and warm, you know? Being a baby is quite boring otherwise,” I said, stroking the scarf Lilia got me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I had brought Paul’s sword and Lilia’s present, I decided to leave my barrier magic book at home, as it would be bad if anyone found out about it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph. You’re always wearing that thing. Even inside… Why?” she asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I smiled as I began exining, “It’s a present from my mother, Lilia. It helps remind me of home and the love they have for me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh… I see… That sounds… nice,” Eris mumbled before backing away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What the heck?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had never heard Eris talk in such a tone before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It sounded so… sad.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking at her face, I saw that her eyes were downcast, creating a glum expression that radiated loneliness and longing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why? What’s with that face?


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was almost as if she was… jealous, yet at the same time, it looked really sad.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Oh.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right… Mama and Paul had talked about this before to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">How nobles’ pride and duty get in the way of familial affection.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had forgotten about it due to how much Sauros doted on Eris, bute to think of it, Philip had only expressed his satisfaction behind closed doors, and Hilda, Eris’ mother… I had only seen her a scant few times at the dinner table, and when I did, she was very… distant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… maybe…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think this is a good time to end our little lesson, no?” I said to the two.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris turned to me with a frown.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry. We can have more city trips like thister. This was more of a test run than anything. Ghiine… could you bring Eris home now?” I asked her with a smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She looked at me confused, but seeing the earnest pleading in my expression, she soon nodded her head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sure. Miss Eris, let’s head back home. We can begin your swordsmanship training after you get changed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Watching as they left the store, I then perused the shelves once more, but this time, instead of shopping for my uing siblings, I was searching for something for a certain bratty noble girl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… Eris, much like her grandfather, seemed to have an affection for beastfolk, at least judging by how she looked at the manor’s maids.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So… how about a little puppy?


    <span style="font-weight:400">That would surely be nice.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And considering she had turned eight only a few days ago, it could double as a birthday present, even if it wasn’t one of the three celebrated ages.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unfortunately, this meant that the rest of this month’s sry, as well as the spending money Paul gave me, would be used up, but that was fine.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t nning on buying anything for a while, and I had already sent my family’s savings back home.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So, with my pockets soon bing lighter, I purchased the stuffed animal from the clerk.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now… I just needed to have someone give it to Eris and make that gloomy expression a thing of the past.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">Having asked a few servants, I was finally able to find where Hilda was, that ce being the manor’s library.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Knowing that, it wasn’t that hard to find her sitting in the corner, with the characteristic long red hair flowing over her shoulders.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Walking up to her, I took a deep bow before introducing my presence, “Miss Hilda. I apologize for interrupting your time, but if you could spare me a moment, I would like to propose something to you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Over the past month, I had gotten close enough to Philip and Sauros that I feltfortable only using basic manners with them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The most important thing was using proper titles when addressing them, especially with Sauros.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But with Hilda… well, I wasn’t nearly as close, so I decided to test the waters first.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Tsk.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… it seemed that she didn’t like me very much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What is it?” she snapped.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I was certainly confused as to her displeasure toward me, I wasn’t here to deepen my rtionship with the woman.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I would like to ask you to gift this to Miss Eris,” I said, showing her the stuffed puppy. “Gift it to her as praise for doing well in her studies.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She continued to re at me, though this time with confusion mixed in her expression, “Why would I do that? Why can’t you give it to her? You bought it, after all.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head. “I apologize, but this would only have meaning if given to the Young Miss by you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? Why is that?” she asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Were all nobles this socially awkward?


    <span style="font-weight:400">No… it can’t be, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Or perhaps it was just how they were raised, making a constant feedback loop?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Because… you are her mother, Miss. I am sure that Miss Eris would appreciate such a gift from you,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hesitantly, she took the stuffy before looking at it with curiosity. “It… seems well-made. But why would you purchase something so… childish? Eris has long since grown out of dolls and toys.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head. “It is less about the doll itself, Miss Hilda, but rather the feeling behind it. The feelings of love and pride that you bear for your daughter.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My words seemed to affect her, as she widened her eyes before suddenly turning away to look down at the stuffy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seeing that, I give her the final push. “Please. Miss Eris has worked very hard this past month.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Fine. I will give it to her tonight. Now, please leave me be,” she said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In person, yes?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She turned to re at me. “Leave.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Taking the hint, I quickly make myself scarce after giving a polite bow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The woman seemed very emotionless, especially so when her attitude didn’t change around her daughter, one couldn’t be faulted to think she held no emotions toward Eris at all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… I don’t think someone who didn’t love her daughter would show a face like she just did.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I was curious as to why her eyes, brimming with unshed tears, looked to be in so much pain.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps there was a story behind that, but it wasn’t exactly my ce to find that out, was it?


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Eris Boreas Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">Laying down on my bed, I felt my cheeks cramping from my wide smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was only natural, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mother had just told me how well I was doing, and she even gave me…


    <span style="font-weight:400">I hugged the stuffy closer to my chest, closing my eyes and thinking of Mother’s arms wrapping around me like she did when I was little, but unfortunately, such things were not things done by ‘proper noblewomen’, so it had been a while since I had felt that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That’s why I hated the stupid formality and dumb dignified behaviour of nobles!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Demanding respect?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Of course! That was a given!


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… not being able to hug my mother?


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was just… unfair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And it was unfair how Leon was able to feel such love so easily all the time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thinking about Leon, I felt my chest tighten in a way I didn’t understand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As soon as I saw the stuffy, I knew who had gotten it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, I had seen it in that shop before Ghiine took me home, and it didn’t take a genius to know that he had told Mother to give it to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But even if it wasn’t directly from Mother, her feelings and herpliments were still genuine, so I didn’t care.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… why would Leon do that?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew that I was annoying to deal with.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wouldn’t be surprised if he hated me for everything I had done.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But instead… he did something like that… for me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In fact, he had done many things for me, like making learning such boring subjects somewhat tolerable in ways others didn’t try before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was… rtable in a way, too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He didn’t use the annoying words all the maids and servants did, and he didn’t wear an annoying, cunning smile like my father, and most importantly, he saw me as… me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not just the ‘Young Lady’ of the manor or the blood of the Boreas Greyrat family.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thinking about such things made me annoyed, but annoyed in a way I… didn’t quite understand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The type of annoyance where if he had shown up here, rather than yell and punch him, I would rather run away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">These feelings… they were annoying!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Gritting my teeth, I quickly blew out my bedside candle before snuggling under the sheets, hoping that I could fall asleep quickly to stop these annoying feelings from persisting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Closing my eyes, it didn’t take long before sleep began to take hold of me as onest thought crossed my mind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe… I’ll try to listen better in my lessons from now on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just maybe.
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