"Louise."
After Louise pushed open the dorm door, Eight-cloud Ink, who was sitting on the windowsill, put down the magic book in her hand and turned to look.
"Huh?"
Louise, who was still wearing the academy uniform, responded and walked to Eight-cloud Ink's side.
"What is it?"
Eight-cloud Ink's right index finger moved in the air. The demonic power at her fingertip paused in the air and finally formed a pattern.
Crossed swords and roses.
"This symbol, do you recognize it?"
"This … Isn't this the family symbol of Marquis Mott Hawke?"
"Marquis … Mott Hawke?"
Waving her hand to disperse the pattern in the air, Eight-cloud Ink looked up at the night sky.
Louise looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a frown. She was getting more and more suspicious. Why would Eight-cloud Ink ask about this out of the blue?
"Umm, Yakun, what happened to Marquis Mott Hawke?"
"Nothing, I just saw a carriage with this symbol take Shasta away."
"Shasta? … That maid? "
Louise thought for a long time before she remembered who Shasta was.
The grandfather they met a few days ago was a commoner from another world.
When she heard that Shasta was taken away by Mott Hawke, Louise immediately understood what happened.
It was nothing more than some noble taking a fancy to a beautiful commoner girl and wanted to take her for himself.
Louise was already used to this kind of thing.
When she thought about how Eight-cloud Ink seemed to be very interested in Shasta, and now that Shasta was taken away, Louise, who was still a little jealous, suddenly felt a burst of joy in her heart.
However, when she saw Eight-cloud Ink's contemplative look at the moon, Louise's heart suddenly tightened.
"Yakun, what do you want to do?"
"Sa … Why don't you guess?"
Yakumo looked at Louise with a smile that was not a smile, making the girl feel as if her inner thoughts had been seen through.
"Louise, I remember you said that your father is a duke, right?"
"Ah, yes!"
When she mentioned her duke father, Louise showed some pride.
The girl had always been proud of her family name and noble status, and she valued her reputation.
"Then, as the daughter of a duke, would it be difficult for you to ask a marquis for a commoner maid?"
Louise's face darkened as she looked at Eight-cloud Ink. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yakun, you really like that Shasta, don't you?"
"Like? No, no, no. It was just that it was rare to see someone with black hair and black eyes, so he felt a little closer. It's such a pity that she's become a plaything of the nobles. "
Was it because of this?
Louise looked at Eight-cloud Ink suspiciously.
The young girl pouted, and said reluctantly, "We can, but we'll owe Marquis Mott Hawke a favor. Nobles aren't afraid of transactions, but they hate favors the most. Besides, our family has been on good terms with the Mott Hawke family for generations …"
[This girl …]
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Louise, who was trying her best to find an excuse, and put her hand on her head.
"Louise …"
"Ah, yes!"
The girl quivered and stood stiffly in front of Eight-cloud Ink, her cute face turning redder and redder.
"You've always been troubled by the fact that your magic always fails, right?"
"Huh?" Louise blinked her watery eyes in confusion, as if she didn't understand why Eight-cloud Ink suddenly changed the topic.
"Are you interested in learning magic from me?"
"Can I?"
Louise's face lit up, and she reached out to grab Eight-cloud Ink's collar, her petite body leaning forward again.
After rubbing Louise's hair and successfully making the girl hug her head and look at her with a reproachful gaze, Eight-cloud Ink said with a smile, "Of course you can. Today, I accidentally discovered the reason why your magic always fails in the library …"
"Library?"
Louise looked at Eight-cloud Ink in surprise.
"So you've been sneaking around these past few days to peek at —"
Before she could finish, Eight-cloud Ink put her index finger on the girl's soft lips.
"Some things are better left unsaid."
"Yes, yes!"
The red-faced Louise took a step back, and then opened her eyes expectantly and said, "Yakumo, can you really solve the problem of my magic failing?"
"Of course I can, but …"
"But?"
Louise tilted her head, and then suddenly realized and puffed up her cheeks again.
"Hmm … Is Yakumo going to use this as a condition for me to ask Marquis Motehawke for someone?"
After saying that, Louise lowered her head and muttered softly.
"As expected … Yakumo still likes that Shesta … She just has bigger breasts than me … What's the big deal …"
"No, you don't need to go. Didn't you say that nobles don't like to owe people favors? So you just need to tell me where the marquis' house is, and I'll go there myself. "
"Go there yourself?"
Louise immediately looked at Eight-cloud Ink seriously and shook her head.
"No, Yakumo, commoners can't go against nobles."
"Who said I was a commoner?"
Louise was stunned. "You're a noble?"
"Not really … But you nobles here … Hmph!"
"What's with that attitude! Are you looking down on nobles? "
Louise, who was a little annoyed, pouted and snorted.
"Yakumo, even if you were a noble in your original world, your noble status is useless here."
"So I'm going to rob you directly."
Eight-cloud Ink grinned.
"Absolutely not!"
Louise rushed up in a panic and grabbed Eight-cloud Ink's hand.
"Don't do that! I'll be in a difficult position … "
Louise believed that Eight-cloud Ink definitely had the ability to rob Shesta from Marquis Motehawke.
But this way, Marquis Motehawke, who had a noble status, would definitely not let it go.
Then it would be a big joke.
"Don't worry, he won't retaliate."
Won't retaliate? Could it be —
"You can't kill him!"
Louise's little face was pale with fright.
"Marquis Motehawke's ancestors have made great contributions to the kingdom and have always been deeply trusted by the royal family. If he dies, there will be big trouble!"
Seeing that the little girl had misunderstood, Eight-cloud Ink did not point it out and only gently patted her head to calm her down.
"Then, in order to not cause a commotion, we'll have to rely on our cute Louise?"
"Kekekeke, cute!?"
With a "bang", Louise's whole body turned red.
"What cute … too, too, too, too sudden …"
[This reaction is too interesting.]
Eight-cloud Ink originally wanted to tease Louise, but seeing that it was close to midnight, he suppressed this thought.
If he delayed for too long, that cute little maid would be defiled by Marquis Motehawke. That would not be good.
"Alright, Louise, go get that Shesta over. As the daughter of a duke, it's normal to have a personal maid in the academy, right?"
"Eh? Doesn't Yakumo want to do it for herself? "
Louise blinked and tilted her head as she asked.
Eight-cloud Ink shook his head and did not say anything.
[There's already a maid at home, so there's no need. I'm just helping out because that little girl seems quite friendly —]
That was what Eight-cloud Ink thought, but unfortunately, Louise misunderstood.
[Ah! Yakumo is actually so considerate of me …]
The little girl's mind suddenly went somewhere else. She glanced at Eight-cloud Ink from time to time, then looked away like a frightened rabbit.
"Then, shall we go now?"
"Yes!"
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