Alan Boreas Greyrat.
Male, 11 years old.
Unmarried.
Currently has two women he is fond of.
Preference: Beast Girls (Pseudo), Lolis (True).
Presently employed in the Fitoa region of the Asura Kingdom as a tutor for his own little sister.
As a teacher, his teaching style is extremely serious, never giving his mischievous student a single opportunity to skip class.
As a student, he never skips class; his requests for leave are only ever brief.
His daily life is very routine.
In the morning, he practices his swings on the rooftop.
At noon, he eats in the dining hall.
In the afternoon and evening, he attends classes with the others. During practical magic lessons, he occasionally takes leave to avoid mana consumption.
Before entering his bedroom at night, he always says "See you tomorrow" to his friends.
Followed by— "Oh right, Rudeus, Sylphie, I need to take leave tomorrow morning."
He goes to bed at 11 PM. Only once a week does he sleep after midnight—adhering to the principle that watching the blue-haired beautiful 'girl' is conducive to sleep, he has never delayed the refresh time of the locator system by more than three minutes.
Sleep duration: Eight hours. Before bed, he always touches his Roxy figurine.
Once in bed, he falls asleep immediately and sleeps until dawn, never carrying fatigue or stress into the next day.
Because…
in the morning, he has to skip class with a certain mischievous student to practice the Silent Sword on the rooftop.
Even Sylphie says he's very normal.
But the normal Alan is currently facing some difficulties.
"Alan, take me to eat in the servants' dining hall today! Grandpa and Father aren't at the mansion!"
In the stairwell beneath the skylight, Eris, with her rain-soaked hair tangled into numerous 'horns' like a little lion with its fur standing on end, stared with her crimson eyes and shouted excitedly at Alan.
Her voice was full of vigor.
But it only made him cover his face in exasperation.
The matter of the young lady dining in the servants' hall originated from an occasion when Hilda had invited them to eat while Sauros and Philip were away, and Eris herself had proposed it. At the time, Hilda had been smiling as usual, stirring the vegetable soup in her bowl. Hearing this unexpected request, her movements had clearly stiffened, her expression stunned.
First, she had glanced at Alan, and seeing his blank expression, she had then looked at Eris. Her own expression was hesitant.
Sylphie, who had been watching Hilda's expression, was about to speak, but Hilda had already agreed to Eris's request.
"Of course, Eris… In this dining room, A-… everyone seems a bit tense. Perhaps you'd all be happier together on your own?"
"Thank you, Mother!"
Hilda had stroked Eris's head and smiled helplessly.
And so now, whenever Sauros and Philip were away on business, Eris would run rampant in the servants' dining hall like a frolicking puppy.
So why was Alan conflicted?
Because…
At this moment, the autumn morning rain had stopped.
And the young lady…
was still soaked to the bone.
On the rooftop this morning, in the pouring rain, Alan's mind had been full of meo—… ahem, swordsmanship, and he hadn't thought about this aspect at all. But when the rain stopped, and the sunlight broke through the gaps in the clouds, falling from the sky onto the Boreas mansion and streaming through the corridor windows onto Eris, Alan finally realized something was wrong.
It wasn't a matter of whether her clothes were see-through. The young lady's clothes were very thick, so you couldn't see what she was wearing underneath.
It was just that with both of them in soaked clothes, it would be easy to assume that he had taken her to skip class.
And just yesterday, during the afternoon swordsmanship lesson while Eris and Ghislaine were sparring, Sylphie had specifically pulled him aside and whispered, "Alan, don't indulge Eris too much. You know that reading, writing, and arithmetic are very important."
He had looked at Sylphie's unblinking gaze and subconsciously averted his eyes, feeling very embarrassed.
Then he had solemnly promised the 'class monitor' that the next time he saw Eris come up, he would definitely 'persuade' her to go back.
Mmm…
The result was that the persuasion had failed once again.
If he took her over now, wouldn't he be caught red-handed?
"Go change your clothes. You can't eat in the servants' dining hall. At least, not today."
"Hah? But it was fine before!?"
"Go change your clothes. Before was before, now is now. Don't forget, I told you yesterday not to come find me on the rooftop again, but you came anyway, didn't you? If Rudeus and Sylphie find out you skipped class to find me again, they'll definitely scold you, right?"
Eris snorted through her nose and squinted at Alan. She leaned forward in an aggressive posture, her eyes like those of a predatory cub about to pounce.
Alan met her gaze with a blank, impartial expression.
"Please take Eris to eat, meow! ☆"
"No!"
It was fifteen minutes later when Alan arrived at the servants' dining hall.
He hadn't changed his clothes. After circulating his refined Touki through his body a few times, his elevated body temperature had naturally steamed his clothes dry. They just looked a little wrinkled.
Behind him was a neatly dressed, freshly combed, and 'brand new' Eris.
She had a smile on her face, the corners of her mouth turned up high. She seemed to be in a very good mood.
Alan glanced at the changed Eris beside him, cleared his throat softly, and looked into the dining hall.
Sylphie and Rudeus were sitting at their usual 'exclusive seat' by the window, seemingly talking about something in low voices.
Perhaps because they had been waiting for Alan, they kept glancing towards the dining hall entrance as they talked.
And then they saw the two of them.
The four of them made eye contact.
The next moment.
"Morning, Sylphie!"
Eris's loud greeting exploded, the sound waves traveling across the entire dining hall!
It made all the dining maids stop what they were doing and turn to look at the very present Eris, who with just one sentence had announced to the world that she had indeed skipped class this morning.
Who says good morning to someone at noon?
Everyone smiled kindly and returned the greeting amidst Alan's twitching lips.
"Young Lady It's already noon"
"The Young Lady is as energetic as ever~"
With a clatter of footsteps, Eris quickly crossed the dining hall amidst everyone's 'praise' and plopped down in the empty seat next to Sylphie.
Alan followed behind her, his steps a little stiff, but he concealed it perfectly with his exquisite body control.
He greeted Rudeus normally, then glanced at Sylphie, who was smiling at him.
He smiled and nodded.
Then, a little too quickly, yet very naturally, he averted his gaze.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. I was a little too focused on my sword practice today…"
As he spoke, he was about to walk past Rudeus and sit opposite Eris.
Just then, Rudeus stood up. Before he could even steady himself, he had slid into the seat opposite Eris, a split second before Alan.
Alan froze and looked at Rudeus.
He made a 'please' gesture. His etiquette lessons over the past six months had been very effective; his posture was elegant and professional.
His brown eyes seemed to be speaking.
Please, be seated, Mr. Alan.
You're welcome.
Alan paused, suppressing the strong urge to kick Rudeus.
He looked up.
Sylphie was right across from him.
She was propping her chin on her hand, looking at him.
Her eyes were curved into crescents.
More perfect than the arc of Ghislaine's sword, Heimun.
It gave Alan an overwhelming feeling—
Today, everyone's eyes…
seemed to be 'speaking.'
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