Helper teacher of magic girls' school

"I am... my father decided to marry (nod) and in the spring of 15-year-old, before entering the Knights Cavalier School of the Kingdom of Valentine"

Count Gerard Galois groaned with a distant eye.

"The target is a 12-year-old girl. He was a nobleman's maid whom my father knew. This is the first time I've seen her in this mansion... how dare I leave her alone?"

This is the first time that a father has ever spoken of his mother to his daughter's self.

Josephine had accidentally called the name of her late mother.

"That's... Bertille, Mother..."

"Yes... she is poor and intelligent, and on top of that she feels like a very sweet woman and I have no such impression... Jose, you really are a living copy of Belle right now"

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A living copy of myself to my late mother… that is what Arnold of the decree also said earlier.

Since she had never been pointed out that way before, Josephine was not conscious of herself, but now she realizes that her father and the decree did not dare to say so.

Gerrard's story continues as if to make such Josephine's thoughts even stronger.

"Three years later...... I married her and Belle at the same time as I graduated from cadet school. She liked me very much too, even though my parents allowed me to marry her... it was compassionate."

Gerard's eyes were tender and his mouth was broken.

Sweet memories of a distant day must have come to life.

"Five years after we got married, we had two literal sweet lives. There was a servant, but she was rare to the aristocrats, and she cooked well, and I looked forward to spending time with Belle every day after work. I just got straight back to the mansion, and it seemed rumored that I was a bad friend in the Knights of Kingsville after graduation."

Gerard shook his head gently when he smiled bitterly.

"In the end, after three years in the Knights, I entered the Treasury Department in anticipation of my aptitude as a civilian."

The Kingdom of Valentine says that after enrolling in the Cavalier School, aptitude is checked from time to time.

It seems that Gerrard was judged by the kingdom to be more suitable for the civilian population than as a martial officer.

After that, he did not return to the martial arts officer, but was a civilian.

And he finally climbed up to the Minister of Finance.

"In my third year in the Treasury... I, Jose, was born, wasn't I?

"Yes, you were born six years after we got married. She was a fine, pretty girl."

It is extraordinary that parents are given children.

Gerard's face broke all at once.

But Josephine's memories seem clearer when she died than when she lived with her mother.

"Jose... remembers slightly. Mother's warmth... and three years old... have that day..."

Gerrard pinched his mouth as he sheltered Josephine, who spoke spicy.

"... yes, it was when Jose was 3. There's been a bad epidemic in this king's capital."

Epidemic disease (still not good)... That's what I heard, Josephine. I shook my body in a long way.

"Mother is unlucky... to be ill..."

"That's right! What a god prank!? Bell was a believer in the devout Creation God... and the Reaper, the Devil, caught Bell without sin."

Gerard is also a follower of the Creation God, as is his late wife.

But he must have wanted to say one of his grudges when his wife died.

Josephine also shuts up spicy.

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"I did all I could, but I couldn't save her after all. At the time of his death, Bell... your mother... asked for Jose's favor."

Greatly sighing Gerard.

Lew has been eyeing Gerard like that for a while, but he speaks clearly.

"Your father did a great job… he has already honored his promise to his dear wife."

"Lew!? Son-in-law!"

"You can put your chest up, Dad. Jose, the treasure of you and your wife, has grown into such a wonderful woman... it's your father's turn to be happy next"

It was Gérard, bewildered for a moment by Lou's words, but when he knew its sincerity, he gradually went into a sunny look.

".................. thank you, Son-in-law! With that one word from you right now, I'm going to be able to take a new step."

But solving the problem is not over yet.

Lew threw in a straight ball.

"Ha, Dad. I want to ask you one thing... how do you feel about your Mr. Blanca?

"She's a wonderful woman. Gentle and attentive, everything is beautiful, including standing and behaving."

Gerard's view of Blanca is entirely with Arnold, a loyal family order.

Luu and Josephine felt smiling unexpectedly.

Gerard's feelings about Blanca didn't seem to be clear to himself at first.

Now he realizes that feeling is going to change into certainty.

"We talked about this very carefully, and we were in the same position of sending Jose and Princess Lilya to her son-in-law, whom we raised so hard."

So far, Blanca has only met in an official setting.

That's what helped the thugs all over the city, and the distance between them shrunk a lot.

Gerrard's thoughts on Blanca never stop.

"I've seen and talked to her many times since, and now I realize that conversation with her is part of my life. I won't be able to see her when I get home... if that happens... I won't be able to stand it... Blanca is already an irreplaceable woman to me!

Gerard seems to be chewing up his thoughts on Blanca, which he put into words and figured out again.

"... Father, you said it well. I wanted to hear your father's words."

"Mm, son-in-law?

The look on Luu's face when he heard Gerard's determination is as calm as usual.

He spoke quietly as he was.

"You're going to listen to me very carefully, Father. In the future, you will act so that your feelings do not flutter in reality or in your dreams.... Will you promise me?

I find the words of this gentle but bottomless young man, son-in-law of my beloved daughter, somewhat reliable.

Gerard had no resistance at all and was nodding.

"Act so that your current feelings don't flutter in reality or in your dreams? I don't know, but let's believe in my son-in-law. Okay! I promise!

"Thank you, Father. I'll take care of the rest!

Lew made a strong promise to stare down at Gerard.

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Meanwhile...... this is the suite room at Hotel St. Helena where Lilya is staying.

On Sunday afternoon after lunch, Lilya retrieved the Apocalypse in her own room, as usual.

Saturday and Sunday are precious times for her to relax and relax for the busy hours of her weekday school life.

However, Lilya was not only studying from the standpoint of being an international student studying magic, she was also preparing to live as Lu's wife.

I secretly started some chores in general, and the weekend off is just around the corner.

Lew was exceptionally "Senior Wives" admired by Lilya was, of course, magical, well ahead of her in chores, and she thought she couldn't keep up, even if she was doing it properly.

If you say or cannot, you will destroy your body, and you will also incur burdens on your soul, which is the source of magic.

Such pacing is also being done in consultation with Laura, who was once a master.

"But my husband... Awesome!

Lilya speaks to herself unexpectedly.

Lilya likes his policy of doing what she can with the happiness of everyone she associates with.

That extends from nobility to the city's unreliability, not just to students in their own schools...

This time, the story told to Lilya was part of it.

Because Blanca Jedek, the head of the maid near Lilya, is the target.

"Sure... Blanca talks about Sister Jose's father all the time these days if she opens her mouth... looks like she sees you once a week... oh, that's a saying from her husband"

Apparently, Lelya, who was thinking, received a reading from Luu.

- After a while, as one goes, it seems that the story is over.

Lilya ordered the maid to call Blanca to her chamber, who had refrained from appearing in the next room when she smiled like a prank.

Five minutes later - Lilya's own door was knocked.

"It's Blanca, Master Lilya."

"Oh, come in, please"

"Excuse me!

Blanca enters the room in a courtesy.

The work is well decided and beautiful.

Such places are also praised by the Lord Gerard.

"Well, have a seat, please"

"Yes! Excuse me"

What the hell would that be?

Sitting on the recommended elbow-handed bench (couch), Blanca awaited Lilya's next words with a mixed feeling of anticipation and anxiety.