The warm aroma of toast and eggs drifted through the grand dining hall as Keith and Luna sat together for breakfast. The table was far too large for just the two of them now—its emptiness a constant reminder of who was missing.
Keith ate quietly, still adjusting to the flood of memories and the lingering presence of Great Sage in his mind.
Luna, however, watched him almost constantly, like she feared he might vanish again.
When their plates were cleared, Luna stood and gently took his hand.
"Let's go to the study. We should continue sorting the inheritance," she said softly.
Keith nodded.
The Study of the Silver Heirs
The moment they stepped into the ancestral study, Luna closed the doors behind them. Keith turned to her.
"Luna, can you bring all the share documents and wealth ledgers from the Muggle world?"
"Of course," she said.
She called out, "Great Sage, please retrieve and organize the documents."
[Understood.]
Bookshelves shifted. Drawers slid open. Papers silently lifted into the air, arranging themselves neatly on the large desk. Luna blinked, amazed.
"Every time I see that skill, I'm reminded how terrifyingly powerful it is," she muttered.
Keith smirked. "Great Sage is broken. In a good way."
Luna guided him toward the large armchair—then sat down first.
"Luna… that's my seat."
She patted her lap.
"It is now. Sit."
Keith sighed. "Luna, seriously—"
She didn't budge.
Her amethyst eyes stared at him with unshakable determination.
Great Sage whispered in his mind:
[Recommendation: Comply to maintain optimal emotional stability in Luna.]
Keith glared mentally at the skill.
Luna raised a brow triumphantly.
"…Fine," he muttered, giving up.
He sat gently on her lap, and her arms immediately wrapped around his waist like a secure harness.
His cheeks reddened slightly, but he didn't resist further.
"Good," Luna said with satisfaction. "Now, let's begin."
The Heir's Financial Overhaul
Keith scanned the floating documents as Great Sage projected data in his mind—stocks, companies, market trends.
Combined with his knowledge from his previous life, it was almost unfair.
"This company will explode in the next ten years," Keith said, circling it with a quill. "Buy as many shares as possible."
Luna nodded, writing it down in her elegant handwriting.
"And these—" Keith tapped a stack of papers. "They'll collapse within a decade. Sell everything."
Great Sage confirmed the calculations with cold precision.
[Keith's assessment: 98% accurate based on future macroeconomic projections.]
Even Luna paused at that.
"How… how are you doing this so quickly?" she murmured.
Keith shrugged. "Past life knowledge, plus Great Sage."
Luna hugged him a little tighter.
"My Keith is amazing…"
He coughed softly, embarrassed, but continued working.
Within two hours, the two of them had reorganized an entire multinational portfolio—something adults struggled with even after months.
To Luna, the sight of Keith calmly marking future business giants and failures made him look unstoppable. A true heir of Runcandel.
When they finally finished, Keith rubbed his wrist.
"That should stabilize the family's muggle side for decades."
Luna smiled warmly. "You did incredibly well."
"No…" Keith shook his head. "We did well. Thanks for helping."
Her cheeks colored faintly at the praise.
The Butlers & Experts Arrive
Luna called the head butler and three trusted financial experts into the study.
"These are the orders," she said firmly, handing them the compiled lists. "Execute them immediately."
The butler bowed. "Understood, Young Lady Luna."
One of the experts adjusted his glasses. "These changes are… revolutionary. But we will ensure everything is carried out correctly."
"How long will it take?" Keith asked.
"Approximately one month, Young Master," the butler replied.
Keith nodded. Luna did too, her hand instinctively reaching to hold Keith's.
"We trust you," Luna said.
The group bowed deeply.
And with that, the Runcandel heirs began reshaping the future of an entire financial empire.