Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 24

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Chapter 24
Agenor gritted his teeth and shot to his feet.
‘What—water magic.’
I sidestepped as a torrent of water streaked past my shoulder.
Fortunately, he wasn’t accustomed to wielding water magic either; it seemed he could only conjure a single stream before exhausting himself.
“Teacher! No, no, no! I just finished mopping, and if you’re going to spray water everywhere, what am I supposed to do…”
“You should have positioned the mop properly.”
“How is that supposed to mean I should predict three seconds into the future? Fine! I’ll do it! I’ll do it!”
‘So that’s why my Teacher kept hurling water at me while I was cleaning. He was cultivating my agility all along.’
During training, I’d complained endlessly, but now that I could see the benefit, something felt oddly satisfying.
When his water magic proved ineffective, Agenor charged at me again.
His speed was impressive, even as he rushed forward.
Yet it took me less than three seconds to extend my hand and send my brother sprawling to the ground once more.
This time, instead of taunting Agenor, I crouched down beside him.
“Have you ever dodged a stone while running before?”
“H-how could that possibly happen to me!”
“I have. That’s probably why you’re slow.”
Flick! I flicked my finger against Agenor’s head as he lay there, giving him a sharp rap.
“Ow!”
Was this how Father felt when he looked at me?
I turned to Agenor with a look of utter disappointment.
“I hit you because it hurt. So if I hit you again, should I assume I’m praising you?”
“…!!”
Finally, Agenor’s eyes glistened with tears as he lay there.
Even a baby orca with psychopathic tendencies can feel pain.
‘He doesn’t look like he’s about to spring back up anymore.’
His spirit was finally broken. I stood up from where I’d been crouching.
Agenor flinched, then slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position.
His eyes, fixed on me, were brimming with grievance and confusion.
“You, you—how old are you? Why are you so strong?!”
Didn’t he even know when his younger sister was born?
Or had he simply not cared? The distant relatives had been kind enough to chatter about it before they left.
He continued muttering, as though his mind was elsewhere entirely.
“This doesn’t make sense… Did you take some strange drug or something?”
“Let’s be honest. Have you considered that maybe you’re just weak?”
“….”
Agenor’s expression showed his pride was thoroughly wounded, yet he no longer resisted.
He had acknowledged the difference in strength and inscribed the hierarchy into his very being.
Even so, he kept stealing glances at me.
‘At this point, we can actually have a conversation.’
I brushed off my skirt and crouched down beside Agenor.
Agenor flinched at my proximity alone, regarding me with wary eyes.
‘Wow, look at that gaze. The determination to charge back and knock me down is practically blazing.’
It seemed he wasn’t completely broken after all.
Right. If he were crushed this easily, he wouldn’t be my older brother.
“You lost today, didn’t you?”
Agenor stared at me stubbornly.
Then his face flushed and he quickly opened his mouth.
“I didn’t lose.”
“Then call me ‘older sister.'”
“I—I won’t!”
I gazed at Agenor with narrowed eyes and let my voice drop to a whisper.
“Don’t you want to become stronger?”
Agenor, who was about to say something, froze.
Then he stared directly at me. His eyes gleamed with interest.
“…Is there a way to become stronger?”
A subtle longing sprouted like a seedling, wavering in and out of sight.
My three older brothers and I were essentially abandoned.
Because our father, our primary caregiver, didn’t raise us.
Just looking at the First Mother’s family or the Second Mother’s family showed how they clung to their children.
Now that Mother had passed, Father was all we had, yet we had to fend for ourselves.
Ultimately, these brothers grew to this extent thanks in part to the formidable talent Pierre left behind.
In other words, we had to survive on that talent alone.
‘Fighting Agenor gave me a good idea.’
I looked at my own hands.
I possessed greater strength than I’d expected.
I never imagined I could become strong enough to knock down Agenor at this age.
This was truly something I could credit to my Teacher, who had fully cultivated my power.
A small breath sounded before my eyes.
It was the breath of someone who had made a decision.
“…H-how do you become so strong, older sister?”
When he lifted his head, there was a face identical to mine.
In Agenor’s blue eyes, an oddly brilliant fervor flickered.
‘So he swallowed his pride after all?’
Greed, obsession. These were instinctive emotions I possessed as well.
“Don’t beat or kill those people if you meet them again.”
At that, Agenor pressed his lips shut with a dissatisfied expression.
Had I mentioned earlier that bullying was this bastard’s hobby?
“Don’t even think about secretly killing them and burying them.”
If that was his hobby, then his specialty was burying people.
“What? You… you… how can you talk like you know me well when you’re seeing me for the first time today…?”
The young orca, accustomed to hierarchy, became respectful.
Of course, the reason I’d raised my fist was likely significant.
“It’s better not to kill him. Besides, it’ll be discovered anyway, right? What do you think of the adult orcas, brother?”
“….”
I recalled the rest of the story about Agenor’s school days that I’d heard from my subordinates.
“Lord Agenor received severe punishment after dealing with a classmate, you see? But it turned out the classmates had insulted the family head’s mother first… though that fact wasn’t taken seriously back then. It was when Lord Baian held the succession rights. After that, Lord Agenor became even more brazen. That fellow considers himself a victim and trembles whenever he sees Lord Agenor.”
The severe punishment Agenor had received in his childhood.
‘I only learned that was today when I stopped him earlier.’
Now that I thought about it, this seemed to be exactly that time.
‘So I’m correcting the very moment this fellow started to go wrong?’
In the third cycle, Agenor was disliked by everyone partly because of actions like these.
He would deliberately make people hate him, enjoy their attention, and then use that as justification to eliminate them.
‘Since I’m stronger than this young orca anyway, I should fix this.’
I remained crouched, resting my chin in my hand.
“If there’s a way to become stronger, would you follow my words instead of doing it that way?”
“….”
Agenor, who had been staring at me, spoke quietly.
“Let me hear it first and decide. Your power is really at an absurd level.”
“I am rather impressive.”
“….”
“In exchange, the moment I teach you, you’ll do everything I say. And no killing until you can beat me.”
“…I, I don’t like it!”
“Is that so? Then just live like this.”
I stood up without hesitation and brushed off my skirt.
“I’m going to say the same thing to Atlant next?”
Atlant. That was my Second Brother’s name.
The moment he heard that name, Agenor’s blue eyes blazed with fire.
“I, I don’t like it! I’ll do it! I’ll do it!”
“Good. So you’ll follow my words?”
“….”
I extended my hand toward Agenor.
Agenor scowled deeply and tried to stand without taking my hand.
I smiled and lightly tapped the head of Agenor, who was about to stand.
“My name is Calypso.”
“Calyp-so?”
“Calypso.”
“Calypso….”
Agenor brushed my hand away while staring at me intently.
“I know your name. Third Brother. Agenor. Right? Nice to meet you. I’ve really wanted to see you once.”
“….”
For a brief moment, Agenor’s expression turned peculiar.
“…Really, no one can die until I defeat you?”
“If you’re unhappy about it, come at me again. If you beat me, then you can do whatever you want.”
At my words, a strange interest kindled in Agenor’s eyes.
‘Even in the previous timeline, this older brother wasn’t the type to give up easily after a single loss.’
That was true for all three of my older brothers, but the youngest was particularly stubborn about it.
Those eyes held both murderous intent and a peculiar fascination.
Normally, most people would find such attention deeply unsettling.
‘But I’m different.’
Since I was stronger, it didn’t matter if my older brother harbored such twisted interest.
“I don’t care what methods you use to win, older brother.”
“What methods?”
“Like suddenly attacking me at night, or ambushing me during meals. Things like that?”
At my answer, Agenor’s face brightened brilliantly.
The dark smile vanished as though his disappointment had never existed, replaced by a sparkling light in his gaze.
“Good. No takebacks then.”
…How could a face harboring murderous intent toward one’s younger sister be so beautiful?
‘Our baby killer whales really are delightfully unhinged.’
I took Agenor’s hand.
“Alright then, I’ll teach you how to become stronger.”
Since his hand was small, I ended up grasping only his fingers, but that was fine too.
“First, there’s one rule you must follow. If you keep just this one rule, you can do anything except kill.”
I smiled wickedly while looking at the curious young boy’s face.
I even made sure to shake my fist threateningly in front of his face.
“You absolutely must follow it.”

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