Chapter 48 Lock The Door (1/2)

”Alright, son. Have a good first day at school~!” Mother waved cheerfully.

So let me give you the run-down. In short, we moved. Mother, thanks to her spying, knew I wanted to attend a school and had already prepared the materials needed for an admission to whichever I chose.

And the one I chose was, coincidentally, the exact same one Mother had chosen for Dolly. Which was strange because originally Dolly attended the Academy run by the Royal Family in one of the larger cities of the Kingdom.

It was that Academy which the Heroine enters with a scholarship and meets the Prince at. For some reason, however, Dolly was now going to a school considerably further away that was even more prestigious and backed by several nations. Apparently she scored so well on some written test that the school reached out themselves and scouted her.

I recall it had also reached out to me back then but at the time I didn't realize this was the LOve Orgy world, and neither would I have wanted to come if not for certain plans of mine.

This school in particular focused on ability and result rather than status. Which is why it was considered both easy and hard to get into. I felt proud Dolly was able to be accepted.

Anyway, I was quite surprised at the coincidence. The only difference is that she was attending a middle-school level campus that was around ten minutes from the high school division which is where I'll be going. I was a bit too old for middle-school and my own test scores which I'd actually taken a year or two ago just as an obligation showed I was more than qualified to skip grades.

So I just had to gather the right documents and I could even transfer into the University level building. Though what I wanted wasn't there so I had no reason to go.

But yeah.

As soon as it was discovered I and Dolly would be attending schools close by each other it was decided by Father and Mother that they'd just buy a place in the city so that we could all be together.

Of course, I chose the dormitory life and Dolly was already settled into her own by now so we'd only really be staying during the holidays. It was expected that the complete rebuilding of the Claybrook Estate would only be completed within a year or maybe even longer since they intended to build it sturdier--and more opulent--than ever before.

More importantly was my dru--ahem. Herbs. They survived! I opted to find a nice place to plant them later but for now just put them in pots behind Father and Mother's new abode.

What of Milly, you ask?

”Papa, papa~!”

….What happened to her being a Mrs.? Why a loli? Why? But she sounded cute so I forgave it.

I had her strapped to my side. Kinda had to or she threw a fit. Milly thought me her father, for some reason? I think she must have had her brain addled somehow since she didn't seem to remember much. When I asked her why she thought I was her father she only replied with a, ”Papa is papa!” Which was no help at all.

Hm….I could only guess she thought I was similar to Okeanos, that ancestor of mine? She was built by the Goddess of Love and War according to Richard the Friendly Ogre. I assumed she was created for Okeanos, who was himself created by the Goddess too.

Suppose with my Angel and Dragon bloodlines the poor sword thought I was her Papa...which, why Papa? Why not brother? Or master? I then remembered that Yesmina said something about the Goddess copulating with that ”son” of her's and birthing the Dragon race.

And, you know that part kinda worries me. Between Father letting me know about how Dragons thinking of incest differently since they never got birth defects, and Mother's apparent son complex….

I'm just sayin', she's been acting pretty damn suspicious lately. Is it just me, or has she gotten more physical recently?

They say history repeats itself, so I really hope she doesn't get any funny ideas.

In any case, the sword thinking Okeanos her Papa may not be odd after all if you think of the relationship he had with his mommy dearest. And I guess if I'm a bit like him then her mistaking me for him isn't too far-fetched.

I decided not to question it too much. As for why she showed up as my second core, I could only theorize and say maybe she had already bonded to me? Taking the place of my second core? Maybe?

As long as I got my overflowing energies under control I didn't really care but it was still a curiosity.

I knew back then I was due for another explosion so she came at a great time. I could just feel the chokingly dense energy flow from me into her. I hadn't noticed before but I felt the difference now. It was like I was wearing weights all over while under an ocean. Now, though, I was free as a bird! Look, I was able to make all kinds of watery constructs now! Ha! I idly created Mary's bombastic figure in my hand, which froze into a sculpture.

About that, even Mother was perplexed. She said Flood Dragons like us never had that aspect of water under our control. We could, but not as a natural gift as it touched upon the core foundations of heat manipulation too. So we could only create ice using spells. Which I wasn't doing. I was creating it instantly.

She shrugged it off as a mystery of life and I couldn't come up with any explanation either so we let the topic drop.

That aside, yup. That covered it. Almost. Minnie and Evie haven't been mentioned yet. Obviously, they were right here with me! Or, Minnie was. Evie was with Mother. I felt it was time for her to learn how to control her own powers and requested for Mother to be her teacher.

”Master, my hood...please.” The young woman begged for the fifth time. She was receiving stares from the surrounding passersby. It made her uneasy and she kept saying she didn't want to cause undue trouble.

”There's no shame in who you are. I won't let you act like there is.” I refused yet again.

She sighed with slumped shoulders, her ears drooping.

It was already three days since Mary transported up to the city and Father bought the new house.

I was now on my way to turn in my documents and start school. I was lucky since today was actually the last day for admission. Any later and I'd have to wait longer to begin my attendance. Not that I cared, actually. All the same to me.

I was actually in the middle of walking down the cobbled road towards the office where I'd get the key to my room and wait until the welcoming ceremony that was actually happening later on this morning. And after that, my first class. It was pretty early, so I had time.

I saw some people who were also arriving late, documents in hand. The place was lively, eh?

It really had the feel of a campus. I wondered how Dolly was doing? Vera was probably informing the girl of what happened right about now,

Baz was a step behind me carrying some luggage, in case anyone cared.

”Young Master,” His eyes darted here and there, ”This place is pretty!” He nodded to himself.

”It's alright.” I agreed.

”Do you think we'll have time for breakfast?” He asked, his nose twitching like he'd caught scent of something good. I took a whiff too and found he was right, The scent on pancakes hung in the air.

”We'll get settled and go to the cafeteria. I'm sure we'll make it.”

”I hope they have--” Baz began, but was cut off by an infuriated voice.

”For the last time, I'm not interested!” Someone shouted. Definitely feminine.

”Why?” A more masculine voice spat out. ”I've been pursuing you for so long. Look at me, just what are you dissatisfied with?!”

”I...I already have a boyfriend! That's why!”

”Yeah? Since when? Where is this boyfriend, then, huh?”

I turned my head and caught sight of a pretty, long-legged teenage girl. Her uniform was black with ten gold buttons and a silver belt. The overcoat itself adorned was with a few emblems I didn't know the meaning of while the minidress hung high and barely covered her buttocks. I thought, at least, since the coat covered her back. But her legs were exposed pretty openly.

Her boots, though, were knee-high and low-heeled. If it weren't for her glamorous hair which was long and lush all the way down to her back the uniform might have given her a different impression.

She could've passed as a military-type but now she seemed more chic than anything else.

The young man pursuing her also wore something similar, the only difference being the trousers. Were they students? Had to be. I was probably going to get the same uniform. Had to say, it looked snazzy.

Why the military feel, though?

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As I was having these pointless thoughts the girl spotted me and her eyes lit up.

I raised a brow. This kind of situation was pretty damn familiar.

”He's right there!” She smiled and rushed me. I felt her arms slip around one of my own. ”See? Isn't he great?”

Ah yes. The ”pretend boyfriend” event so common nowadays.

The other guy, some fop with a buzz cut and mean glint in his eye, scowled. ”Are you really her boyfriend?” He eyed me suspiciously.

I saw the girl look up at me pleadingly.

I nodded. ”Never seen her.” And extracted myself.

The girl was shocked, then angry. ”Asshole!” She stomped her foot hatefully.

I shrugged. ”Not my problem.” And tipped an imaginary hat off to the other guy. ”She's all yours, pal.” `

With that,I continued on my way.

We went into the building and began my enrollment. The office lady was an aging woman of maybe fifty. ”Room 69, here's your key and schedule.” She didn't even bother looking up. ”The servants go to the adjacent building with the others.”

I collected my things silently and left to find my new accommodations.

This main building was vast and built like a mansion. To either side laid smaller contructs that acted as the dormitories with even smaller buildings connected to them. For any attendants and staff, presumably. A fair portion of students were Nobles who, like me, brought a servant or two. While the dorms themselves had people who cleaned and cooked.

Retracing my step a bit, I took a left and began to wonder the neat hallways of what would be my new temporary ”home”.

I found the room on the second floor with the door slightly ajar. I noticed that there was a decent-sized common room with a stove, furnace, and even furniture. Past that were two doors side by side. Our own private rooms, I'm sure.

Inside one of said private rooms was a tall, very fat young man with slightly long auburn hair, a few pimples, and bright silver-blue eyes.

The guy was busy unpackaging his stuff when I and Baz walked in. ”'Sup roomie.” I greeted, causing the dude to jump in fright.

”Holy moly!” He cried. I raised a brow. Had a bit of a high voice, didn't he? ”W-Who're you guys?”

I held up my keys labeled with the same number on the door. ”Damien Claybrook. You?

He calmed down fast and hesitantly offered a hand. ”Avery,” He replied. ”Avery Abernathy. Pleasure.”

We clasped hands. ”Good name.” I nodded. ” You almost done? Me, Minnie and Bazman here are looking to get some breakfast after settling down. You can come, if you want.”

Avery spotted Minnie's ears. He furrowed his brows and seemed surprised at the offer. ”You're okay with that?”

”Why not?” I asked. ”We can get acquainted.”

”That sounds...nice. Thank you.” He smiled. He then extended his hand to Baz and Minnie in turn. ”Avery. Pleased to meet you.” And shook heartily. His gaze swerved back. ”Say, your name sounds familiar. Have I heard of you before?”

Before Minnie could open her mouth and launch into an hour-long sermon, I smoothly shook my head. ”Can't imagine you would've. I'm not really that famous. Right, Baz?”

”Of course not, Young Master.”

Infamous is a far more apt description

***

”...Young Master.” Baz's face was smooshed against the table. ”They're out of pancakes. I don't want to live in this world anymore.”

”I'll make you some later, if you wish.” Avery suggested after seeing his woeful self. ”I won't claim to be the best but I do believe I'm competent.”

Baz looked at him wide-eyed. ”Really?!”

Taken aback by the younger-looking grasshead, the chubby boy replied, ”Uh, yeah, sure. No problem?”

”You are a nice person! I like you!” Baz rejoiced.

I looked at Avery. ”You're a Noble, aren't you? You don't mind Baz being a servant?”

I knew a few snobby Nobles had a problem with those of a lower social class being as happy-go-lucky and friendly as Baz is.

”Why would that matter?” The boy contemplated the question by raising a hand to his double chin. His eyes shone brightly. ”In the first place, is there anything that makes a Noble inherently superior to one of lower birth? What makes us special? We only had the luck to be born into the positions are have. I don't think that qualifies us to be so arrogant towards them, or anyone for that matter. Besides, he seems much better than these other narrow-minded people. ”

He waved a hand to indicate the taught faces of the surrounding student. They didn't frown at Baz so much as sneer at Minnie.

I would behead them but they were still young and could be brain--ahem. Shown the errors of their ways.

What I found laughable was the fact that even the more unique students sent a few dirty looks. Remember when I said there were some alien-looking dudes running around too?

”What're you looking at, roach-face?” I sent a glare towards one guy with overly large black eyes, brown skin and antennae jutting from the sides of his head. He then spat in our general direction.

Avery showed a look of disgust at the rancid green loogie.

”And you, say something yourself!” I flicked Minnie on the forehead. ”Don't just ignore people looking down on you.”