The Youngest Hides a Lot - Chapter 150

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Chapter 150
“Grandfather! Is that…?”
I started to scramble toward him before skidding to a halt.
“Black hair!”
“Ahahaha! It matches with our little one!”
There stood Grandfather with his lion-like mane neatly groomed and his beard trimmed to perfection!
But… his beard and hair were completely black!
“Come here, come here!”
Grandfather reached out his arms again.
He looked as though he’d grown ten years younger—both amusing and impressive. His already formidable presence had become even more intense.
Regardless, I was delighted, so I rushed over and nestled into his expansive embrace.
“My goodness, Rubian. Has being away from home been treating you well? Hmm? Has it?”
“About 49% good and 51% bad! But how did you get here? Weren’t you supposed to be in the Northern Region?”
“I missed our Rubian so much I came rushing over. Let me see you.”
Grandfather set me down and measured my height with his palm.
“You’ve grown this much in such a short time! Goodness me!”
“…Um. Your hand didn’t move at all, did it?”
“Oh my, you’ve developed quite the eye for detail from your social life!”
“That’s bad!”
I struck Grandfather’s arm in exasperation, and his hearty laughter at my improved massage skills rang out cheerfully.
Next came my older brothers, naturally.
Since current students could participate if they had family at the Camp, they must have rushed over.
“Rubian!”
Void circled around me with overwhelming emotion.
“Are you all adjusted now? Will you register for the Academy? Next spring, will you ride in my bag?”
“I won’t ride in your bag!”
As I turned around shrieking, I saw Liam grinning contentedly.
“Next year, you’ll be able to live with me in the Library.”
Yes! The time has finally come!
It’s time to reveal to the world the detailed reports I’ve been diligently scribbling about my older brothers’ Academy life!
Both of you better wash your backs and wait.
“Everyone, please settle down!”
With that, the Professor who stood on the Podium organized the surroundings.
“Then shall we see what our adorable prospective freshmen have created during the Camp period?”
Wow! Yes! I’m confident!
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Second was newly realizing that life outside the Kingdom was far from easy.
‘Seventh, I’ll admit it. You really do hide well.’
Inside the bustling Cafe.
“Hmm, would you mind introducing yourself?”
A soft-looking professor crossed his arms with a decisive gesture and spoke.
‘This is really… not easy.’
Second swallowed a sigh and haltingly recited his fabricated self-introduction.
“My name is Senia and I’m twenty years old. I spent my childhood under a strict father and an absent mother, growing up somehow….”
“Hmm. That’s enough.”
The professor who introduced himself as Uliophe Molton raised his hand coldly.
“Back in my day, I prepared a self-introduction where the very first sentence made a strong personal appeal… I’m a bit disappointed.”
Despite his youthful face, he reeked of age.
Second thought the Academy professor was an incredibly annoying type. No one would ever satisfy this picky man’s tastes.
“Where did you learn ancient languages? It must have been difficult since not many people know them.”
“I studied in Casalia. It’s a place where many mages and scholars researching ancient history gather, isn’t it? There are also various ruins scattered about.”
“I see. So that’s how it is. However….”
“Is there a problem?”
“Your current nationality seems rather unclear. Your identification from the Babylon Empire….”
Second pulled the hem of his turtleneck up a bit higher and forced a smile.
“Ah. That’s because my records were lost during the war.”
“The Imperial Court should be working on recovering lost records.”
“Yes. I’ve already submitted an application. I was told it takes some time.”
Uliophe Molton smiled gently, saying, “Ah, that’s right. There are so many cases, after all.”
Second thought it was fortunate that he had prepared an excuse in advance and inwardly released a sigh of relief.
The atmosphere wasn’t bad.
“Yes, I understand completely.”
The professor organized the documents with a decisive gesture.
“I’m afraid it will be difficult for us to employ Senia as a restorer.”
Did I just mishear?
“Pardon? Why? Didn’t our conversation just go well?”
“I understand the circumstances, but our Academy has strict identity verification procedures.”
Uliophe Molton coughed, coughed, and gulped down a fatigue recovery potion.
“I cannot employ someone whose identity is uncertain. Even if I approve, Principal Odeli likely won’t. So… unfortunately, once your identity issues are resolved, please contact us again. We would appreciate it.”
“….”
“Well then, I have my next appointment.”
Watching Uliophe Molton put away his documents, Second could only blink blankly.
They said there was a labor shortage.
They said that if you pass the interview, you get a temporary access pass immediately.
What is this pickiness.
Uliophe Molton cleared his throat loudly.
“Would you mind vacating your seat? We decided to handle everything here at once.”
“Ah, yes….”
This really… wasn’t easy.
‘How on earth did Seventh manage to adapt to life outside?’
She had no choice but to rise and cross the Cafe.
‘What should I do?’
It was only a matter of time before the Mage King noticed something amiss.
‘I need to capture Seventh quickly.’
Second anxiously bit at her lip.
That was when it happened.
“Phew, I’m nervous.”
A woman with tousled hair tied back tightly brushed past Second.
The woman stopped precisely at the table where Yuliope sat.
“A prepared worker, Jenda Camel. With my innate diligence and practical translation experience, I will become a pillar of the Academy.”
“That’s a fine introduction. Let me see. You’re Jerdin Camel’s older sister, aren’t you?”
Yuliope’s expression brightened. Her acceptance was certain.
Second secretly watched as Yuliope handed Jenda Camel a temporary access pass.
Then a thought suddenly occurred to her.
‘I could just steal that, couldn’t I?’
Rather than applying honestly.
“….”
Somehow she felt like an idiot.
But then again.
She had left the Royal Palace fewer than five times in the past twenty years.
She typically handled matters within the Royal Palace while dealing with the Mage King and the elders.
Her primary duty was especially managing the various magical circles that came down from the Kingdom.
Second exited the Cafe and immediately buried herself in the Dark Alley beside it.
Jingle.
Soon Jenda Camel emerged with an excited expression, holding the access pass.
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“…Hmm.”
Father examined my work with his arms crossed.
My first masterpiece, created by kneading clay during crafts class!
“Well. What do you think?”
I puffed out my chest proudly. Father stroked his lips and made a tsk sound.
“How should I put it. Hmm. It seems to contain complex artistic meaning that hints at—yet conceals—spirited aspirations toward the world….”
“…Father.”
“…Are your eyes on your feet?”
“It’s lying on its side…. Wait! Never mind!”
Father’s eye for art was at Haven’s level!
Next was what I made when I visited the Herb Garden!
“What is this? An ointment?”
Grandfather lifted the thin stick and narrowed his eyes.
I explained proudly.
“It’s lip balm! I made it with herbs during Herbalism class!”
“A moisturizer made by my Rubian?”
In that instant, Grandfather’s eyes gleamed with delight.
“Let me try it! Mmm! This is wonderful! So fragrant! Absolutely delightful!”
Grandfather’s lips shimmered like glass beads.
“Sir, you’ve applied far too much!”
“If it feels good, that’s all that matters!”
“Argh!”
He had a point, though!
The final assignment was a craft project during creation time—we gathered materials from around the Academy and could make anything we wanted.
“Correct.”
Liam raised one hand with a knowing expression and presented his work.
“A Squirrel Demonic Beast.”
“Why did you add ‘Demonic Beast’!”
When I protested indignantly, he chuckled and pointed to my squirrel, which I’d crafted from twigs and acorns.
“Doesn’t it reek like a demonic beast’s claws?”
“Tch. That’s because I added ginkgo fruit!”
Annoyed for some reason, I bit the back of his hand. Liam seemed pleased by how fierce the squirrel looked and laughed contentedly.
“Now let’s go see Kalid’s work!”
I led my family toward the podium on the A-Class side.

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