The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

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"Uh... Lydia, Stella?

Released from Anko's Black Cat Labyrinth, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the South and the North sits before me and silently drinks tea.

As far as Stella goes, her forehead is claiming, 'Be very gentle because I am obstinate'.

Lydia doesn't look at me, although it's her forehead that doesn't stand.

From time to time, he groans deliberately, "I said stupid, stupid..." Ri, the blame of conscience.

Asking Atra and Leah for a favor, she seems to have fun with Chiffon, who came late as she was taking a nap, playing as she ran through the inner courtyard. Dear Noah, the following escort officers are looking at these young girls. Come on.

To cheat, the culprits, Cheryl and Felicia, moved the chair and retreated to my back. Keep your eyes on the rear.

"(... Cheryl, Felicia)"

"(impossible)" "(impossible)"

"(……… you)"

Kacha. Almost at the same time, Her Royal Highness the Duchess placed the cup on the saucer.

And look at me and smile. Lift Mr. Anko on his knees. Defense.

"I dare you to tell me? This one, this one."

"I understand that because of Master Cheryl and Felicia,"

"Yeah... I'll have to deal with the two of them later."

"" Hih!

Her Royal Highness and the Keeper join hands and scream zero.... but it's true.

I ignore Mr. Anko's protest while exploring his escape route.

Stella and Lydia pointed their lips.

"... but Master Allen didn't help either"

"... Do we need to re-educate you to continue yesterday and not take your husband's hand today?

"-... if Stella and Lydia"

"It wasn't okay.... I was scared."

"I was scared too, wasn't I? We should abandon ourselves and do something about it, right?

"Yeah, Lydia, it's not a good lie to understand.... Anko, do something. As it is, there is a crack in your relationship of trust."

The black cat's use scratched out the demon, over my head. A whistle. 'Everything'!?

I push my forehead and raise my hands.

"... surrender. Stella, I'll make it up to you. What would you like?

"... this evening at Allen's house, I'd like to stay - but, of course, with Ka and Karen, though. Felicia doesn't have to come, does she?

"!? S, Stella!?!! Oh, you don't have that. No!?

Her Royal Highness the Princess with thin pale hair suggests shyly and abuses her best friend. Mr. Warden stood up and woke up. We're close.

The eyes of reason even as the corrupt edge persists against me. I hear voices.

'... spoil!

Apparently, he was finding out about the prospectus.

- Although it looks bright, Felicia is quite concerned about the Ernst meeting and is trying to remedy that lapse. Though the opportunity was occasional, all of a sudden, it's not like this kid I know to discuss it with Cheryl.

That's about it. I feel responsible. Some gas drainage will be necessary.... Though I didn't think it would matter this far.

Shoulder to shoulder and meditate one eye to Lydia.

'... it's not the best, but it's the second best, and I can't help it'

"... make up for it, right? And I'm staying tonight!

Nod slightly, approve.

Shouldn't we all stay together now?

Cheryl makes a stubborn voice.

"... Allen, Lydia, what, are you two creating an atmosphere of understanding?

"Oh? Were you there? Black Princess."

"I'm white"

"" "It's Not" "

"... how much do I hurt? Are you gonna cry?? Allen, take responsibility!! Specifically, Ko, stay at the Royal Palace this evening"

Mr. Anko was rang.

We simultaneously turn our gaze towards the entrance to the inner courtyard. Professors and school principals with difficult faces.

Chiffon, with Atra and Leah on his back who fell asleep, approached him and said, "I want you to play!". The white wolf and two young girls stroke their heads and get up.

Immediately, Lydia and Stella stood up, too, to my left and right.

The professor raised his hand as he walked.

"... Allen, I'm sorry."

"Professor, what is it?... Ha! What if you're dealing with Her Royal Highness the Duchess and Her Royal Highness the Black Princess and Mr. Mean Waiter instead of me?

Flaming feathers, snowflakes, and light flew, and Felicia made a frightening voice, "... a-re-n-sa".

I shrug my shoulders as I erase my magic.

Professor Niyali.

"No way. I'm not so desperate. - Allen, we have a problem."

My mentor's face got rough.

The school director takes over after.

"Yesterday, we talked about it. From the former Marquis of Addison, further challenges arrived without waiting for a response from the other side"

"... a challenge?

Plus, the professor goes out of his way to say 'Marquis Addison's side'. I mean, it is.

Stella grabbed my left sleeve and hid it on my back.

Lydia is armed. Cheryl asks.

"Professor, Sir Rod, give me the details. It's okay for Felicia to hear it."

"I know. - Allen, you would have guessed. - This is not a story from the regular muscles of the Republic of Laranoa."

"... the situation inside Laranoa seems more complicated than I thought. Besides, besides. This is personal."

"Individual?"

That's strange - before I got the word out, I kind of noticed.

- Someone is looking at me from the other side of the board.

The professor glanced at him.

"... Allen, formerly Marquis Addison, has told secretly that he 'wants to negotiate directly on his knees'. And I'm asking you to come to Laranoa."

"Depending on the direct negotiations with you... they're ready to drop the marriage demands with Miss Stella and hand over the ultimate magic and secrets of light, and even the treasures of the clan"

"Ha... Why does my name come up there?

Confused, ask.

"The Sword Princess" Lydia Linster's name is thundering on the continent.

Conversely, there are a handful of people who know the name 'The Brain of the Sword Princess'. Well, I don't think they're known to foreign countries.

The professor uttered a harsh voice at no time.

"... in the turmoil ahead, the kingdoms who cooperated with the rebels told the old Marquis." All you have to do is negotiate with a young man named Allen. "

"The kingdom...? No way."

Felicia in the rear sat in a chair making a noise.

The school director gives his name.

"The name of the man who gave that advice to the old Marquis, Ernst Foss, he said. And they say it's a treasure, but 'frozen dragon remains'.... not the remains."