Chapter 39

"Since both of us are attending, it should work out somehow."

Agenor, having become the second disciple and training together, seemed to have guessed the situation to some extent.

After all, he wasn't completely clueless.

He was curious from the beginning but couldn't ask, wondering why he had to call his father 'master.'

"Can't you just tell everyone now?"

"Yeah, not yet."

"I see."

"You accept it so easily?"

Agenor smiled.

"Maybe you have some thoughts, like when you made Bayan's nose bleed."

"At that time, I didn't have any thoughts."

"Then you're even more impressive."

That 'impressive.' I shook my head.

"Anyway, the date was set, right?"

"Yeah."

While I was recuperating at home, the date for the highest disciplinary committee was set. It was three days ago, and it's tomorrow.

"It's a pity. The highest disciplinary committee and the family meeting are being held on the same day."

Indeed. Unfortunately, the family meeting and the highest disciplinary committee are being held on the same day.

Therefore, as the party involved and someone who must attend the disciplinary committee, I naturally won't be able to attend the family meeting.

'Tsk, just as Agenor said, it's too bad.'

This time, if I had attended, I could have easily drawn attention with the rumors I created.

Even the old lady's attention.

I wanted to show her clearly what kind of person her neglected granddaughter had become, but it didn't work out.

The only consolation is that the influential successor, Bayan, can't attend either.

It would be a blow to his pride.

Moreover, he must be anxious about falling out of favor with the old lady.

This is exactly:

'If I can't have it, neither can you.'

But it's not like I gained nothing.

"Well, there are other opportunities besides tomorrow."

"Great, that confidence! Pride! Arrogance!"

"Why did you add that last part?"

Is 'arrogance' a term used in such situations?

I ignored Agenor's grin and said:

"Thanks."

"Huh?"

"I haven't really said it properly yet."

His blue eyes turned to me.

I didn't expect to meet his eyes so quickly, but it felt good.

"You helped without asking for a reason that day."

"Oh!"

"You worked hard in the fight too."

"It was fun."

Agenor pondered for a moment, then tilted his head.

"It was my first time fighting to protect someone."

"There will be more."

"Huh?"

"There will be more."

Agenor looked at me with doubt, but soon said:

"I see. You mean you'll fight to protect someone."

"Why is it so...?"

Before I could answer, the door opened, and Misa, along with the blue fish maids, entered with a tray.

The maids and Misa were surprised to see Agenor, but only for a moment.

"Welcome, young master!"

"Goodness, the young master is so handsome."

"You two look alike! So cute...!"

The usual flattery directed at me was now aimed at Agenor.

Agenor, who seemed to be experiencing this for the first time, was surprised at first but then muttered:

"This kind of attention isn't bad..."

I ignored him and opened my mouth to the stew the maids offered.

Ugh, there's a carrot again.

But I opened my mouth, pretending not to notice, aware that Agenor was there.

I didn't want to reveal my weakness to him.

The maids' laughter deepened, as if they had noticed my situation.

"Come on, say 'ah.'"

"Ah-."

Agenor, who had been observing me closely, suddenly approached me.

"Calypso."

"What?"

His unusually serious expression made me blink. Why suddenly?

"Let me be used too."

"…Get lost."

"That decisiveness, not bad. But a bit more…"

"Misa, the guest is leaving. Send him out quickly."

"Ah, got it. Cancel, cancel! Just joking! We still need to talk about the disciplinary committee, little sister!"

Agenor quickly lay down and begged, avoiding being kicked out.

After all, as Agenor said, we needed to discuss the disciplinary committee happening tomorrow.

More like a plan than a discussion.

"Agenor. Follow what I say tomorrow."

"What is it?"

"It's... like this..."

After listening for a while, Agenor nodded.

Though he seemed somewhat skeptical, he swallowed his doubts instead of arguing.

Then, hesitantly, he asked:

"But little sister, really, Father won't be called? Is it okay?"

I hesitated until the end.

But I shook my head firmly.

"It's okay."

* * *

The next morning dawned.

Calypso was surprised by how well she had recovered.

'I knew I had recovered, but it feels like my recovery ability is even better than before.'

In fact, this was because Pierre, when they met a while ago, secretly infused the power of water into Calypso.

Calypso, who hadn't yet awakened and thus couldn't notice such things, thought it was just a delusion.

The highest disciplinary committee was held at the初级机构.

It seems that after several meetings with the intermediate institutions, they decided that the place where the incident occurred was suitable.

Calypso glanced at her outfit.

'I'm not used to this.'

This was the clothing made by the blue fish sisters.

Calypso didn't have any decent clothes.

Although her living conditions improved after gaining the head of the family's favor, it wasn't enough to live comfortably.

Especially in terms of clothing, she only had practical, everyday wear.

"No, Miss, Miss, this can't be!"

"We need a suit!"

"No, that kind of occasion…"

"Miss, clothing is a weapon!"

(Note: The last part of the text is a bit repetitive and might need some context to be fully translated. I've provided a general translation based on the context.)