The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

"What? Um, what time have you noticed..."

I got off my lap, calling myself Ellie fluttering.

Yeah, this Hundred Faces is funny.

"From the beginning."

"Ho..."

"Duh, how did you know?

"No, because... no matter how much I wore made-up clothes, my coat was too good. Most importantly, because it didn't look like a maid. If you want to know about me until you disguise yourself, you're limited."

It's a boulder.

"Ugh..."

Her Royal Highness lays her eyes down in embarrassment.

You couldn't stand the shame anymore, so you left me and Mr. Graham and ran into the mansion.

"I'm sorry. I was told the lady was really going to get there..."

"No, it's natural to care about who you're about to be taught. - I don't know about maid clothes. She was cute, though."

"Let's be. Be sure to share that dialogue directly with you later. I'll be delighted. Come on, your husband can't wait. Go ahead."

The mansion was less luxurious than I thought. Well put, practicality oriented. To put it badly, it is made of qualities.

Properly, I appreciate the heater working and warm. With a mansion this big, it's a little cumbersome to adjust the temperature.

"Dear Allen, please come this way. Luggage, Ellie."

"Yes!

Although older than Her Royal Highness the Duchess, the maid, still young in impression, rushes this way with a tense face. Oh, in such a hurry...

"Geez."

"Oops - are you okay?

"Ha, yes. And, also, I'm sorry."

How many times do I have to tell you not to rush through the mansion?

Mr. Graham has a frightened look.

Give the bag and coat to the real Miss Ellie (who does look a little like Her Highness the Duchess) who got her up - you've got him with a muffler.

"I'm glad I'm not hurt. Luggage, please."

"Yes! I've been entrusted."

"Thanks"

"Hiccup. Eh, that..."

"Oops, sorry"

I stroked my head stuck with my habits towards juniors and sisters.

Why don't you? Also, if they find out about the rotten edge, they'll treat me like a pervert.

... So, what the hell is it to tell you to stroke yourself? We've known each other a long time, but there's a lot of mysteries, too, that guy.

The gaze from Mr. Graham watching this pattern is raw and warm.

"Master Allen is really who the professor said he was."

"I'm very concerned about how he's telling me... but I don't want to hear it at the same time"

"There's a lot going on... he also said 'Natural Young Killer'"

"Hih, people are not listening! Somewhat in relation to having a sister at home, I'm just used to treating younger people"

"Is that so? Come here, please."

That's a face I don't believe in at all... that professor.

Next time I see you, I'll have you pay me back with interest, exactly what you owe me that's unfairly demeaning.

Mr. Graham knocked on the heavy door. "Come in," chubby voice said.

Open the door and let me in.

I see. Is that why it's the final interview?

"Excuse me."

"Oh, are you here? Nice to meet you - I guess I should say. I don't feel that way because he told me all about you. Walter. For once, the Duke of Howard."

"It's Allen. Today, for the most part, my confidence in the professor is declining."

"Ha ha, are you a victim too? That guy has always been. I can't help but want to tell someone I like."

"Ha..."

"Well, I'm sorry you came all the way from Wang Du. I know you've been asking about the situation, but thank you. I talked to him, and it was a strong recommendation that you be the only one."

"Please wait. I'm sorry, I haven't heard anything. All I'm asking is that Her Royal Highness's tutor be admitted to the Royal School."

Hear that, Duke silent for a moment. And a deep sigh. Hands on forehead. Normally I tell you, content.

And I'll turn to this one and tell him.

"... Next time, we'll beat him"

"Be sure to ask Mr. Graham to do the same."

"Uhm."

"So - is it anything different from what I was hearing? I heard a few things in the car, but who's your predecessor?

"It's true that I want you to be my youngest daughter, Tina's tutor, until next spring. But until Royal School enrollment, that's a little different."

"And say?

The Duke stands up from his chair and looks at the window. If you look at it this way, it looks very much like the same generation as the professor, or mid 50s. He has a muscularly rough and brilliant physique.

"My family has been entrusted with the North since the founding of the kingdom. But as you can see from this sight, this land can be described as harsh for people to live on"

"Yes."

"Moreover, it also has frontiers with other countries, and has been both a stage of warfare many times before. My Howard family is externally regarded as Martial Arts because of that."

"Yes."

"... my only two children are my daughters. A few years ago, my wife preceded me. I'm not even going to marry a new wife. The Duke of Howard family as Takemen ends with me. My oldest daughter rebelled against me and went to Royal School."

... somehow I see the story. I mean, the Duke.

"What I want to leave to you is for Tina to give up Royal School enrollment, Unfortunately, my youngest daughter has no magical talent at all."

Professor, I've been pressed into a lot of trouble before, but this is too diagonal for a boulder, right?