The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

Watching the adorable chorus of the little birds out the window, I watched the view slowly flowing back.

The luxurious carriage of royalty is a great performance with a wide, fast, unwavering tripod.

The interior is chic and modern with stylish conditioning. But there was nothing disgusting about it, and the functionality was well ensured.

Yet at the end of a carriage like a room in a luxury hotel, I sink into a fuzzy couch… wrapped in Mr. Nelvia's fuzzy body.

Why bother telling me it's the back of the carriage? Because the horse pulling the carriage scares me to death!!

People's strongest Mr. Rhumyfort is so missed by animals...... weird, absolutely weird.

"Dear Sefi, what's wrong?

"Yeah, it's nothing, huh?

Mm-hmm. Looks like he had a wrinkle between his eyebrows because he was thinking about something less pleasant. Reflection.

I smiled at Mr. Nervia and deluded him, looking in the car again.

Inside the car is Mr. Nelvia holding me to her lap and Reggie and Kaylis sitting on our left and right. You guys, the couch is so big, why are you following me so perfectly?

On the couch opposite each other, LeLaura, who looked like her late twenties, lay naughty.... There's a guy nearby you just met today, and you can often sleep like that defenseless, right?

And a little further from us, the table was lined with a variety of dishes, even this. It seems like a possible amount for about ten servings, no matter how you look at it, but this is Mr. Rümmyfort's dish for a meal. Where are those calories disappearing...?

The dish was prepared by a brunette butler who has followed Mr. Rümmyfort since he left.

Named Rovero, he continues to serve Mr. Rümmyfort dishes with tremendously sophisticated hands, while looking at the gaps he plugs us in for tea and sweets.

I even hung a futon for you sleeping Lurola, and I feel like a deadbeat man.

And right now, the biggest problem is...

"Hey, hey! Is it true that Sephilia is only two years old!? You've been strong since birth!? Did you use magic or dokan?

Soti, the girl who somehow blames me for the questions as she flutters and stagnates in front of me all the way after the first meeting.

Apparently, even His Majesty Verhazzard, who authorized Mr Lümmyfort and Mr Rovero to accompany us on the contrary, does not know in detail who she is.

... Well, that overprotective sire allowed me to accompany him, so I guess there's some reason to be credible enough.

"I'm not from here, and I just arrived in this country at midnight yesterday. I want you to tell me about the famous Sephilia!"

With that said, Soti is circling in the air with a circle, ignoring gravity as if in a spaceship. The skirt is short, so there's a glimpse of flickering and black spats.

I've never seen spats in this world before, but where the hell are they from?

And this kid, why do you keep showing interest in me? Like you care about me as the same magician? No, then I think you'll be attracted to Mr. Lümmyfort, a super celebrity too...

"Oh, you know, Mr. Soti... was it? Master Sefi is in trouble..."

Mr. Nelvia, who perceived my confusion, complained bitterly as he embraced me to shelter me.

Then Soti rounded her eyes for a moment, then zipped a peek into Mr. Nelvia's face and

"… Yes ~. I'm sorry, Mr. Nervia (...)"

Soti, with a somewhat profound grin, nodded unexpectedly lightly and fluffed away from us. And now to Mr. Rovero, who was cooking in the prepped kitchen, he said, "Hey, can I make you a treat?" and so on and so on. Surprisingly domestic?

Soti is now glowing golden with her mysterious hair that changes a great deal of shade with the addition and subtraction of light. I watched her behind like that in a bluff, and there I noticed Kayliss sitting next to me with a difficult look on his face.

"Kaylis, huh? What's the matter with you?

"... no, it's not a big deal..."

Kaylis, who foreshadowed that with a non-floating look, eventually murmured with a slight loss of voice.

"From whom did she hear the name of Master Nelvia, whom no one had yet spoken?

"What...?

Oh, was that right? Has no one ever called Mr. Nelvia's name before? I really didn't introduce myself or anything from us...

But Mr. Nervia is weirdly a celebrity as my right arm, so if he had stayed at all in the Imperial City, he would have as many opportunities to know his name.

... Is that it? But earlier, you said you came to this country last night or something?

Then did His Majesty or someone tell you...?

Dragging on something somewhat unintelligible, I had a jittery look at Soti's innocent expression when she started making sweets in the kitchen.

... Soti's treat that she was learning chores from her family was amazing.