Chapter 377.2 |
"But will everyone come to Tokyo?"
"Mii-chan made a teleport portal, so everyone is sure to come."
"Oh, to open it once, it consumes an incredible amount of magic stones."
Outside the window, a vast palace exuding an intimidating and divine presence could be seen, surrounded by gardens with various flowers, including the Holy Flower. Beyond that, there was also a towering tower made of crystals.
The teleport portal was a magical tool that allowed instantaneous movement to any location with a portal. Its only weakness was that it consumed a lot of magic stones, even for a single use.
"To use the teleport portal easily allows us to demonstrate the power of our household, as Houraku-sama has mentioned."
A blue-haired maid walking behind them joined the conversation.
The place where we needed to use the teleport portal was Tokyo. This was our new residence after moving.
"If it's papa's idea, it's perfect!"
"…That's news to me."
With a triumphant expression, Nimue, unaware of the impending danger, continued bragging about ramen. However, without noticing, Ranko-san, emanating a terrifying aura, approached. Despite that, Nimue continued boasting about her ramen critique.
"But, I thought being too obsessed would lead to failure. A 1500-yen ramen in that location will eventually go out of business. It was not delicious because they were too particular about the ingredients. The 1500 yen was a waste."
By the way, it costs about 1 billion yen to open the portal once.
After that, Nimue didn't participate in the conversation anymore, and Ranko-san remembered some business she had to attend to and took her away.
"No, that came from master's pocket money. Eh, permission? Of course, I didn't get it!"
A foolish voice echoed in the corridor, and there was also the sound of being dragged away, but everyone was used to it, so they didn't mind.
"Good morning~"
"Good morning, Mii-chan."
"Good morning, Miu-oneesan."
"Good mornin' Mii-neetan."
They arrived at the cafeteria just in time, exchanging cheerful greetings.
Papa, Sora, and Mai were already sitting on the cushions, returning the greetings.
"Sora, you've grown again?"
"Yes, I want to catch up with Miu-neesan too."
Sora had grown taller and looked about 8 years old. Straightening his back, he had a mature smile. Recently, he demonstrated genius-level magic skills during practice, and he might become cooler than papa soon.
He might catch up in height. Hmm, how old is Sora again? Let's stop using [Bless]
He's growing too much. His childhood is disappearing! I won't say it's bad, but growing up too quickly isn't good.
His face has become dignified, and he seems likely to be handsome. He's a kind and handsome magician. It smells like a flag for a stepping-stone mob character, so let's exile him for a day just in case. If we exile him, it should be fine.
If I exile someone, he becomes the protagonist. At least he won't become a stepping-stone character or anything like that.
A campsite? No, it's too early for that. Let's have a sleepover with Haru-kun. The reason for exile… let's say it's because he lacks talent in somersaults.
No, he might get hurt, so let's go with losing at a game of tag. Two nights and three days should be just right.
"Mii-neetan, look, look!"
"Gyahh!"
With a smile, Mai showed off a somersault. It was an expert-level somersault that even involved Rir, showcasing an omega-level difficulty.
On the contrary, Mai hadn't grown at all. Soon, kids the same age as her might catch up in height. But since she's adorable, no one minds.
"Kyaa! Perfect somersault, Mai!"
"Ehehe, I did my best, so there!"
Hugging her tightly and rubbing her cheek against hers, the squishy cheeks felt good. Mai giggled happily. I gave the barking Pomeranian some jerky.
Since Sora was about 8 years old in height, he seemed frustrated that he couldn't do somersaults in the cafeteria anymore. The other day, he flipped the table, making a mess of the food. But even if he couldn't do somersaults, he was still a cute little brother. I'm hugging him tightly as well, and he happily responds with an "Ehehe".
"Even though you're in high school, Mii-chan, you haven't changed."
"That's right, papa. Something strange happened."
I asked with a serious expression, turned to papa, who smiled gently. Something was bothering me.
"I've decided to give my all as a queen in this land. That's why I didn't plan to go to the magical academy."
"Yeah, I applied for you, Mii-chan, so rest assured."
Gaan. That's right. I didn't remember taking the entrance exam. Was it a recommendation, perhaps? Papa, smiling with a mysterious air, smelled like a schemer.
"It's okay. Mii-chan's subordinates are very talented. Mii-chan, enjoy your high school life. Habaran-san is so capable that she can manage on her own."
"Yeah, I know… Habaran is better at domestic affairs than battles…"
Mii-chan looked disappointed. She could have been sleeping until noon right now. People say that a child who sleeps well will grow well, so she needs to sleep a lot.
"I have a little proposal for Mii-chan. I want Mi-chan and the great druid archmage to teach us the teleport portal technology you two monopolize. His Majesty the Emperor will come and bow down… "
"No, Papa. Let's talk about work after we finish eating and enjoy high school life!"
"Yeah, even at night… huh?"
Papa tilted his head for some reason, but let's save that discussion for later.
Now, shall we have breakfast? Let's dig in!