Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 307

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Side Story: Episode 32
I blinked, then clicked my tongue with a soft “tsk.”
‘What a mess.’
Even Agenor, our family’s resident lunatic with those wild eyes, didn’t seem quite this unhinged.
This one was a new breed of madman.
‘At this point, I’m wondering if there’s actually a madness gene embedded in the Orca Beastkin DNA. Seriously.’
But hearing his circumstances, I couldn’t say I didn’t understand.
If he already had a touch of this madness, then Heila simply detonated it.
Just as my own eyes went wild and I unleashed my hatred toward the Orca Family Matriarch and those land-dwelling beasts.
In any case, his confession had been effective.
He narrowed his eyes into crescents with a swift motion.
“One question left. You going to use it?”
I stared at the Sea Oath mark for a long moment, then waved my hand. The pattern dissolved smoothly.
“I’ll hold off.”
“Huh? Why not? I’m ready to show you anything. I’ll spill it all—bare my insides for you!”
“Not interested, you bastard.”
Genuine irritation slipped out.
“Oh, you’re mad? You’re definitely mad.
I shrugged. Thanks to his confession, I’d learned plenty, so the outcome was beneficial overall.
“Is becoming Matriarch your only goal?”
At my words, which had taken on a sharper edge, Sorte’s eyes widened, then he burst into laughter.
“That’s right. That position—something I thought I’d never achieve even in death while alive.”
Clap, clap, clap. Sorte applauded with exaggeration.
Then he narrowed his eyes.
“If Calypso Aquasiadel hadn’t appeared… there might have been a chance?”
So he was saying he had confidence he could beat Bellus.
‘Judging from how he wielded water power earlier, he’s got some skill.’
Perhaps his words weren’t an exaggeration after all.
“It would’ve been difficult anyway. Your father’s too much of an idiot.”
“Ah, I agree. Father was always the problem. But I should’ve overcome even that to be a proper heir, right?”
Of course, it was all in the past now. Sorte, speaking like this, showed no lingering attachment to what was.
“So, you’re helping me then?”
I rose from the sofa.
Then I walked forward and stood before him. My small index finger jabbed firmly into his chest.
“If I see you pulling any tricks, I’m canceling this immediately.”
Sorte grasped my index finger.
“Haha, sealed with a Sea Oath?”
“…Fine.”
I watched the water currents rise and pulled my lips upward.
“But I decide how I make you Matriarch. I won’t hear any objections on this.”
“…Well, that makes me a bit uneasy.”
“Then don’t do it.”
If you’re scared, run away.
Sorte eventually accepted.
Thus, the contract was established.
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“After testing him out, I could tell—he’s the type who uses his head more than his body.”
“Hmm, so he’s not a physical fighter?”
Several days had passed since I agreed to join hands with Sorte.
Sitting on a bench and gazing at the garden, I was having various conversations with Agenor.
“No, he uses his head a lot even in combat. If I had to compare, he’d be similar to you.”
“…Hmm. A rival then. Can I beat him to death?”
I was tempted for a moment, but shook my head.
“You can’t kill him.”
Apparently he’s already dead. Though I still can’t quite believe it.
– Heila, I’ll figure out how she crossed over to this world! Maybe… I could use Calypso and Tus somehow!
Tus left his seat for a while.
Seeing how he returned to my side every night and collapsed in exhaustion, he seemed worn out.
My thoughts on Tus were brief, as Agenor beside me clapped his hands, his eyes gleaming brightly.
“So as long as I don’t kill him, it’s fine?”
I let out a hollow laugh. Still going on about that.
“…Yeah, you were always like this as a kid.”
“Huh?”
“Do as you please.”
I tapped Agenor’s brow lightly.
“Try if you can.”
He seems to have more experience than you.
‘Is he finished?’
I turned my head. Not far away, a breathless sparring match was unfolding.
I could see Sorte gasping for breath—huff, huff. Standing before him was Father, composed and unbothered.
Between the two of them was a large crater. The result of their battle.
‘Hmm…’
I narrowed my eyes.
That Sorte fellow seems to be hiding some trump card.
Just then, Father approached me.
I quickly filled a glass of water from the pitcher beside me and handed it to him with a bright smile.
“You worked hard, Father!”
Watching Father accept the glass, Agenor muttered in bewilderment.
“…Wait, Father can create water too, so why are you making it for him?”
It’s affection, you fool.
“How is it?”
Father set down his water glass and broke his silence.
“Not bad.”
“Oh, that’s Father’s way of praising, isn’t it? You’re saying it’s quite good?”
“Unacceptable, sir! I shall demonstrate my prowess!”
“…Hey, Third Brother. Wait. You’re going to finish off an exhausted opponent?”
“Sister, in victory, the means justify the ends. One eye is expendable, isn’t it?!”
I pinned the wild-eyed Agenor down with my weight.
He landed gracefully on top of me and clicked his tongue.
Whether here or there. This place is absolutely full of lunatics.
“A magnificent Orca.”
And Father, don’t look at Third Brother with such pride either.
‘So in this timeline, Father and Agenor are quite close, it seems?’
I shook my head in disbelief.
“Father, Third Brother needs training. Please beat some discipline into him.”
“If you wish.”
“Wait, just a moment, Sister…? Father, it’s a misunderstanding. Wait, wait!”
I handed Third Brother over to Father and approached Sorte. He lay sprawled on the ground, exhausted.
“Well, hello there~”
Yet seeing his shameless face, I wore an indifferent expression.
“How does it feel to be defeated so thoroughly?”
“Hmm, unpleasant? Haha. Uncle is truly formidable. How reassuring~”
Sorte grinned. A glimmer of madness flickered in his eyes.
“You’re saying you support me with such strength?”
Tsk, this one reeks of ambition.
“Now that you’ve warmed up, fulfill the contract. Where is Heila?”
“Ah, that.”
Sorte suddenly propped himself up.
“Heila came to this place, and by using me, I can locate where she is.”
Interesting. The basis for his shameless proposal before me had been revealed.
“However, since I’d rather not be hit, I’m telling you in advance~”
“Get to the point.”
“There’s a slight delay.”
Sorte demonstrated the gap with his fingers.
What he meant was this: the navigation for finding Heila was useful, but it wasn’t real-time location data.
The actual search would be my responsibility.
I nudged him with my foot.
“Get up.”
“Hm? Where are we going?”
“I must fulfill my end of the contract too.”
I smiled wickedly.
“We agreed not to quibble over methods, didn’t we?”
A flicker of unease crossed her face for just a moment, but I spoke regardless.
“I heard something rather amusing before, you see.”
“…Haha, I’m a bit anxious now.”
“Listen. The Matriarch secretly selected eight families and granted them a special ‘right of choice’ to select the successor.”
“….”
“The right to choose the next Matriarch, and whichever successor receives the most votes from these eight families will become the next Matriarch.”
“…I had no idea.”
“How unfortunate—you lack influence, it seems.”
I flashed a grin.
“These eight families are bound by the Oath of the Sea to absolute secrecy. They cannot even speak of their chosen successor to anyone else.”
“…Then how am I supposed to find these families? The Matriarch really is too much.”
“I’m different.”
My smile deepened further.
“I know all eight families.”
The advantage of being a Returner? Of course—I know the answer key and can achieve a perfect score.
And I possess both the mind to remember everything and the information itself.
In this life, I knew this information and became Matriarch through my own methods, my own way.
But why wouldn’t I use it across different timelines? It’s not as though I’ll become Matriarch again.
If Baian and Heila resort to underhanded tactics.
‘Then I’ll be even more despicable!’

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