Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 120

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Chapter 120
A few days later.
I thought that once Atlant’s matter was resolved, my daily life would return to peace.
And I realized it in just one day.
This was purely my own delusion.
‘…I feel like I’ve had a similar thought before.’
Right. It was when that bastard Atlant was chasing me around like a stalker.
I was certain he’d stop after a day or two, but in reality he pursued me for over a week.
He’s quite persistent.
‘If they share traits like this, I suppose they really are siblings.’
Anyway, since I’d ended things well with Atlant, I thought I wouldn’t need to see that bastard for a while.
But what’s this?
“Hey!! So pick one. Which is it? Black? Red?”
“I choose red!”
“I choose black!!”
“Brother, are your eyes broken? Obviously it should be red.”
“No. Look carefully. Black has a neat and elegant image.”
“But red can provide contrast!”
“Hey, you brats. Keep it down a bit.”
…As you can see, one more noisy thing has been added to my surroundings. Why on earth?
‘Is that bastard too stupid to understand what “give it time” means?’
There’s no disagreement that he’s an idiot, but seeing how he brought Levin along, it seems he’s using his head quite a bit in this lifetime.
I pressed my temples firmly.
‘At this rate, it’s the same as when that bastard was chasing me around—the other students are just as terrified. This tiny orca is driving me crazy.’
I watched the fools beside me bickering in disbelief.
This absurd situation began three days ago.
The day after Atlant stormed into Father’s Manor.
When I went to school, I was relieved that I no longer had to check whether that bastard Atlant was waiting for me or glaring at me while I moved from classroom to classroom.
He really wasn’t there on the way to school either. This delusion lasted exactly until the first class.
“Hey!”
At the threatening voice, I turned around thinking surely not, but it was him.
And of all times, he was with Lugaluba, so our Bellu and the kids were terrified.
Atlant’s reputation wasn’t infamously bad for nothing.
“Do you have three lovers?”
Because he spouted nonsense the moment he arrived.
I tried to maintain composure and reason here.
He and I should now appear like siblings who had just made peace, or rather were getting to know each other.
Until yesterday, one was glaring as if to kill, and the other was thoroughly ignoring him.
Wouldn’t it seem strange to suddenly act friendly?
Fine. Let me speak calmly and rationally.
“Have you lost your mind? Do you want to die?”
“Why. I am your blue—mmph!”
“Shut it. Your mouth has always been the problem.”
Atlant was making sounds like he was chewing on jellyfish!
By the end of that day, rumors had spread that Calypso Aquasiadel had turned Atlant Aquasiadel into a pulp and made him her doormat.
I wondered why the rumor content was like that, but that fool Atlant seemed delighted, laughing foolishly without a care.
“A pulp, I’ve already seen one before. Right?”
“…You just keep your mouth shut.”
I eventually had to take him and give him a simple education.
First, never pick a fight with my friends or those I designate.
Second, be careful not to call me Matriarch.
Third, if you’re going to call me anything, just call me Sister.
When the Lugaluba Twins saw Atlant showing some restraint, they finally displayed the curiosity unique to dolphin-type children.
The problem was that it went in an unexpected direction, which gave me a slight headache.
“Noble Lady, are you in love?”
“Noble Lady, with whom?”
“Thanks to you, I’m starting to wish I could grow old and die as a spinster, so can you stop?”
“Oops!”
Anyway, what was somewhat surprising was that Atlant and the Lugaluba Twins got along better than expected.
‘Strange. In the previous chapters, he always went around alone.’
He even made a friend named Levin. It seems change doesn’t happen only to me after all.
It was a good change.
Only, I was very annoyed by it. Watching those in front of me shouting “red” and “black” and all that.
I briefly wondered if I had opened a kindergarten instead of recruiting subordinates.
The wondering didn’t last long.
“Hey, I’m choosing my bookmark, so why are you two fighting over it…?”
“Red suits the Noble Lady!”
“Black!”
“Hey, you just make all of them. I’ll give them all to you. Just tell that fool Levin to make more.”
…When it was just the twins, it was fine, but with one big guy added, somehow it feels more exhausting.
“That’s enough. Close your eyes and choose. Done?”
Thus, the commotion over the bookmark came to an end, and class resumed.
What I held in my hand was the black bookmark Ruga had chosen.
“Hehe.”
Ruga, sitting next to me, looked in an exceptionally good mood. I let out a small laugh.
“You’re that happy?”
“Yes.”
I heard from Illia that among the twins, the more excellent one would become the successor, and the remaining sibling would become the supporter.
She said that in this current state, it was likely to be Ruga.
I gently stroked the white hair. Ruga smiled with eyes beautifully crescent-shaped.
“I wish the Noble Lady would do everything I pick out for her.”
“Well, I don’t really have strong preferences. If I feel like it, I’ll do that.”
“Hm?”
“What?”
“The Noble Lady doesn’t lack preferences.”
Ruga blinked his eyes. As if utterly bewildered.
“It just seems like the Noble Lady sometimes shows too little interest in herself.”
“….”
“I can take care of all those things!”
Perhaps it was because their father, Roba, was such an affectionate father. The twins had a similar feel to Roba.
“Father said I should prepare things diligently in advance like this. So you won’t regret it later.”
I smiled softly.
“I appreciate it, but it’s fine. I’m more interested in big things than small ones.”
“The Noble Lady seems to lack awareness.”
“What?”
Ruga chuckled. Saying that as long as I was happy, it was fine.
After that, the instructor arrived at the classroom, and today’s practical lesson began.
On the way home after class that day.
I was with Agenor today.
For some reason, Agenor had a serious expression.
‘There doesn’t seem to be anything worth being serious about.’
Perhaps it was because he was receiving special training from Father today.
As I was puzzled by what didn’t quite add up.
“Why are you two so close?”
“Huh?”
“You’re way too close with Atlant!”
“What makes you think we’re close?”
Just before the end of today’s lesson, I couldn’t help myself when Atlant was being so obnoxiously persistent, so I raised my fist.
‘Seriously, just because the door I use is small, he tries to remove the door panel? That makes no sense whatsoever.’
“You hit Atlant! Why won’t you hit me too!”
“…Should I throw you from the carriage instead?”
“Hmph!”
Despite saying this, Agenor looked distinctly bothered that I was getting along well with Atlant.
And this wasn’t just something he was making a fuss about today.
‘He said recruiting Atlant for the greater cause was obviously something that had to be done. So this was all just bluster?’
I stared at him for a moment, then spoke bluntly.
“You’re number one anyway.”
“Huh?”
“You’re the one who’ll be my subordinate number one.”
“….”
Agenor blinked, then his cheeks flushed as he broke into an uninhibited laugh.
So he could laugh like this.
Atlant’s situation stirred up things I didn’t particularly want to dwell on, but I carefully folded them away and tucked them back inside.
Then, as if remembering something, I spoke.
“Ah, sorry, but the vice-commander position is already taken.”
“What, by who?!”
Lirivel. Someone stronger than you right now.
I want a commander who’s fair when it comes to strength.
* * *
“Calypso.”
When we arrived at Father’s Manor, Agenor was still clinging to me, complaining about why he wasn’t the vice-commander.
When I told him to grow stronger, Father, who had been watching this scene intently, nodded as if he understood.
“So that’s how you handle this one.”
I waved at Agenor as he was dragged away.
When I said I’d reconsider once he got stronger, he ended up dragging Father along instead.
‘Agenor and Father have gotten quite close.’
Though they still seem more like master and student than father and son.
I turned my head.
“You called for me?”
Ekion, who had been staring at me since I called him, sat quietly.
“Calypso, aren’t you training?”
“Training? No. I’m not doing it today.”
I bounced down to sit in front of Ekion and smiled.
“I’m going to spend time with you.”
In my hand was Tus’s notebook. Today I would read through it again while….
‘Let me learn about Ekion’s power.’
I’d been distracted by Atlant’s situation for a while, but I recalled the moment when Ekion had wielded his power.
Not long ago, when Ekion held my hand…. Water was created.
‘It was definitely the power of water.’
This was what I was focusing on.
Let me seriously investigate Ekion’s power.
In fact, I hadn’t read the notebook Tus gave me consistently—over the past five years, I’d read it so eagerly that parts of it were slightly worn and tattered.
But unfortunately, while Tus had written some sections in great detail, other sections were vague and unclear.
For instance, that was the case with the various powers Ekion possessed.
‘He said I’d understand when the time came, following my instincts, right?’
When exactly would that be, and what instincts was he talking about?
All I could determine was that if it was an ability related to spacetime, it could be used on a broad scale.
“Remember when we held hands last time and water came out? You remember that too, right, Ekion?”
“…I remember.”
Ekion nodded earnestly.
“Could you show me that one more time?”
It was something that hadn’t worked when I tried again that day.
But maybe it would work today?
‘Or perhaps Ekion’s state back then had some influence on it?’
“Ekion, what were you thinking back then… when the water came to mind?”
Ekion stared at me, then blinked and spoke.
“I wanted to hold Calypso’s hand.”

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