Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 114

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Chapter 114
It wasn’t a mistake.
A circular water mark had formed on my leg.
It was only a single drop, but I hadn’t misread it.
Just now—did I create water? I clenched my fist and then opened it.
“Ekion, can you do that again?”
I lowered my voice, just in case.
Agenor seemed absorbed in thought about something and hadn’t noticed.
“How did you do that?”
“…Time?”
“Time?”
Ekion tried to explain in some way, but perhaps higher-dimensional explanations were still beyond him.
Or perhaps the explanation itself was difficult to articulate.
‘Even I wouldn’t be confident teaching someone the power of water.’
My Father was remarkable for teaching me to wield the power of water, something close to instinct.
“Calypso, do you need me?”
Knowing something and teaching it to others were entirely different matters.
“Yes, I need you.”
I nodded slowly.
And I grasped Ekion’s hand again.
“But even if you didn’t need me, if I faced your situation, I would have definitely helped you.”
“….”
I tried again while holding Ekion’s hand, but no more water came forth.
‘What could the principle be?’
As I pondered this, Agenor lifted his head.
“What’s wrong? Sister. You have such a serious expression. Is something the matter?”
“No, it’s nothing….”
I shook my head and spoke.
“And what about you? What are you suddenly so absorbed in thinking about?”
At my question, Agenor hesitated. His expression was unlike his usual bright, perpetually obsessive face.
“I was thinking about Atlant.”
“…When did you become so affectionate? Should I send him to you?”
“What are you saying! You’re the only one who can hit me!”
“…I’m not grateful at all, so keep talking.”
Agenor, who had bounced up, let out a sound and then spoke slowly.
“You said you needed many talented people, so I was thinking. …Still, that guy Atlant is strong, isn’t he? Don’t you need him?”
I was somewhat surprised.
“What’s this? You’re actually acknowledging that guy?”
“….”
“There was a time you asked me to beat him senseless.”
At that, Agenor hesitated.
He seemed reluctant, as if forced to speak words he didn’t want to say.
“I think I’m skilled at applying the power of water like my Teacher, but not in the same way.”
“And?”
“…Since I don’t think I can do it like he does, I’m just saying it. Besides, Sister, you said it yourself—what you’re trying to do is quite difficult, so…isn’t it good to have him?”
“You said you disliked him?”
“If I’m doing it together with Sister, I can endure it.”
Hearing him say he’d tolerate something he disliked, I thought this one had truly grown.
I stared at Agenor for a moment, then spoke bluntly.
“You just need to become stronger.”
“What?”
“I believe in you, Agenor.”
“….”
I let out a small laugh.
“How embarrassing.”
“If you know, would you hit me?”
“…Just go practice straight punches a hundred times.”
I felt something stirring in my arms, and when I turned my head, Ekion was already sleeping peacefully.
When had he fallen asleep?
Looking at the beautiful boy sleeping like an angel—or rather, like a water sprite from a fairy tale—I blinked.
He was beautiful, but the way he’d suddenly collapsed into sleep felt oddly strange.
‘Could it be from using his power on me earlier?’
As I pondered this…I suddenly realized something.
‘Wait, he’s been sleeping much more lately…Is this normal for him?’
The fact that Ekion had been sleeping unusually much recently came to mind, even without this moment.
It was rather peculiar.
‘I might need to look through Tus’s notebook again.’
It seemed time had come again to study the Dragon Duke.
In any case, his face was peaceful.
I gently stroked Ekion’s hair and smiled slightly.
“It’s fine. You don’t need to worry. That Atlant will live well even without coming under me.”
“Well, if it resolves well, that’s fortunate.”
“And Ekion’s sleeping, so keep quiet.”
Agenor faltered.
“…Your favoritism is getting worse by the day. Sister, what will you do if it reaches a level you can’t handle?”
“What are you talking about?”
Agenor had already wiped the moved expression from his face and tilted his head in confusion.
“…I’m not entirely sure, but I’m starting to understand a little what my Teacher has been worried about lately.”
“What do you mean? You need to speak clearly for me to understand, Agenor.”
Instead of saying more, Agenor simply shrugged.
“Anyway, I hope things work out the way my sister decides regarding Atlant.”
Though I’m not sure if that’s how it will actually unfold.
“From what I can see, that bastard Atlant’s already lost his mind.”
Agenor finished speaking with an oddly peculiar expression.
He might as well curse me out.
I grimaced but couldn’t get up because of Ekion.
* * *
…And I realized Agenor’s words were right exactly three days later.
I understood then.
‘I overlooked it. He’s not someone who gives up easily just because I ignore him.’
It seemed I’d momentarily forgotten during this stretch of peaceful time.
The venom of killer whales—especially my three brothers—and their tenacity once they sink their teeth into something.
But by this point, I’d developed my own stubbornness.
‘Where does he get off with this battle of wills.’
Even if we were to fight, I had no intention of approaching him first.
I, Calypso. I’ve never lost once when it comes to obsession and venom.
A few more days passed like that.
When those around us began to look haggard from our battle of wills—more than we ourselves did—I made a decision.
‘…Should I kill him.’
No, calm down. Calm.
I genuinely began to feel anger.
‘If you make me come forward first, you’ll pay a steep price for it.’
I could predict exactly how he’d react if he lost, and thinking I’d play along with that obvious, predictable scenario was a mistake.
Subordinate? Follower? Who does he think will accept that.
Agenor was so unnerved by my darkened expression yesterday that he prostrated himself without being asked.
“I’m sorry!”
“For what.”
“…I realize now I’ve actually never seen my sister truly angry before.”
And so today. It happened to be a time when Atlant hadn’t come looking for me.
Of course, he just hadn’t come yet—he’d surely be annoying me again soon, as he had for over a week now.
I was standing here resolved to settle this once and for all, but what’s this.
The Atlant bastard didn’t come, and some unfamiliar someone came looking for me instead.
“Um, hello there. Noble Lady?”
Most whale-human hybrids raised their speech level first when addressing direct killer whale lineage.
However, in principle, students within the Intermediate Institution were equals, so it wasn’t strange for someone wearing an upper-class badge to greet me this way.
And it just so happened that both Lugaru and Agenor had stepped away, leaving me alone.
“Who are you?”
“Aha, you’re as prickly as I heard….”
The one before me appeared to be somewhere between a young boy and a young man in age.
Being an eighth-year student, he was probably approaching adulthood soon.
His overall appearance featured deep gray hair with a horn-like pattern protruding from the center of his head.
“What business does a Monoceros have with me?”
The young boy’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Wow, you recognized me right away? Do you know a lot about Monoceros?”
“I know more than you think. If you have nothing worthwhile to say, I’m leaving.”
“Ah, wait! Just a moment, senior!”
The instant the young boy grabbed my wrist, I smoothly pulled free and kicked him to the ground with a sharp motion.
“Don’t touch my body carelessly. Didn’t anyone teach you not to approach someone like me so recklessly?”
Most whales should have learned not to pick needless fights with orcas.
The young boy laughed awkwardly as he looked at my hand approaching his throat.
His face seemed oddly soft and pliable.
“Sorry, sorry. But would you mind listening to my story just once?”
A Monoceros.
I narrowed my eyes.
‘It’s a clan I’ve wanted to see at least once.’
In my third cycle, I had a Monoceros among my subordinates.
Their special talents had been of great help to me back then.
However, by the time I’d already recruited them, the Monoceros clan hadn’t completely vanished like the Beluga, but it was unfortunate that so few remained alive.
“I’ll give you exactly one minute. If what you have to say isn’t worth hearing, I’m leaving.”
“Ah, that’s more than enough.”
The young boy smiled affably.
“First, I’m a Monoceros human named Levin Monoceros.”
“Matriarch! Ah, you’re asking why I’m always smiling like this? Well… my late brother always used to smile.”
“Your older brother was Ledas?”
“Huh? How do you know about my eldest brother? Have you met him before?”
I knew him all too well. I wasn’t particularly pleased to encounter this connection to my past this way, but I decided to hear him out for now.
“I’m a friend of Atlant’s.”
And what I heard next was something I never expected.
“Would you… help Atlant, perhaps?”

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