Chapter 25

'She'll be running over soon.'

Pierre sat on the fountain, lazily gazing at the end of the road.

Everything was so tedious, and yet so tedious.

Pierre Aquasiadel's daily life was regular and monotonous.

In other words, he almost never deviated from his set routine.

The only recent addition to his routine was training Calypso, who had suddenly become his disciple.

He couldn't understand why his daughter had appeared as a disciple, rolling and rolling under him.

'If I keep rolling her, she'll figure it out eventually.'

Pierre was relatively relaxed.

He intended to slowly and leisurely enjoy this interesting new problem, peeling it like an eggshell.

Yes, that was his intention, but...

From the moment his daughter appeared, she not only defied expectations but also occasionally brought up unforeseen issues.

Like now.

"Greet me, Master."

Calypso smiled broadly.

Then, she cheerfully introduced Agenor, who was standing beside her, unable to muster his courage.

"This is my brother."

"…So?"

There was no way Pierre, who wasn't a fool, wouldn't notice that the boy who had appeared resembled his own childhood self.

Pierre remained silent, and Agenor, who had been watching, turned even paler.

"…"

What's the difference between this situation and a child playing peek-a-boo?

Meanwhile, Calypso marveled inwardly at Pierre, who raised his eyebrows sharply.

Now, his father's emotional expression was slightly visible.

'That means he's in a bad mood.'

Regardless, Calypso smiled and subtly observed.

"Master."

Calypso, feeling Pierre's gaze on her third son, Agenor, delivered the lines she had prepared.

With a very broad smile!

"Do you need a second disciple by any chance?"

* * *

The next day.

Even the strongest whale would feel drowsy in such a lazy morning.

It was a time when yawns kept coming, even though lunchtime was approaching.

Despite this, I should focus on the voice reading aloud.

It was such a peaceful day that my eyes felt heavy.

'No, no, I can't.'

Now that Grandma had returned, it was even more important to set a good example.

While maintaining a proper posture, I heard a chuckle from somewhere.

Turning my head to see what it was, I was surprised to find that Charon was chuckling with another branch whale.

'What's going on?'

After getting a hit from me, he had been living like a dead mouse.

To the point where even plankton couldn't be as quiet as he was.

Now he was grinning unpleasantly?

Moreover, when our eyes met, he flinched completely, but he didn't seem completely cowed. There must be something going on.

'After a few days of being left alone, has he regained his confidence?'

If I left him as he was, he might turn into a bully, hitting twins or other kids.

I had already made a promise to the Lougaruba twins, so I resolved to set a date and clear my mind.

That's how lunchtime arrived.

"Master!"

"Master!!"

Today, instead of having lunch with the maids, we received a visit from others.

"Lunch is ready!"

"Come and eat!"

"Sure."

I had asked the Lougaruba twins yesterday, and today we decided to have lunch together.

I had already told the maids this morning.

"Master looks happy."

"Looks happy!"

"Does it? Well, it's not a wrong statement."

I smiled and waved my hand.

The twins stopped laughing and hesitated.

"Is Master's arm hurting?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Ah, this? It's nothing."

I quickly hid my bruised arm under my sleeve.

You see...

"Something incredible happened yesterday."

"Something incredible?"

"Yes. A father and son reunion that no one knew about..."

Hmm. It was incredible. It was incredible.

I recalled the events of yesterday.

"Do you need a second disciple by any chance?"