CH 47

After I had completed the stocking for the girls’ dormitory cafeteria, I stopped by room 205 and took the jacket I had borrowed from Curtis, then returned to the school building.

I found Curtis-onii-chan and the others in the hallway, so I called out to them.

“Ooiii, Curtis,” I said.

“Oh, Makoto, are you done with the cafeteria?” Curtis said.

“It’s all done, more importantly, thank you for your help yesterday,” I said as I returned his jacket.

“Thank you for getting it laundered,” Curtis said.

“Don’t worry about it, you did save me that time, so it’s a matter of course,” I said.

Perhaps because he remembered that moment, Curtis blushed and averted his eyes.

Wha-What is it, do you remember me naked?

Thinking about it now, it’s embarrassing.

Curtis timidly placed his hand on my head.

Wha-Wha-What is this, even though it’s me, Curtis, are you planning to set me up with a ladykiller move?

“You don’t have to worry, Makoto, your body will grow,” he said.

“What do you mean, don’t worry?” I said.

Kuso, I wasted my worrying.

Now then, everyone, it’s Magic Class and time for me to do experiments with the Claytons.

When I go to the magic laboratory with Elmer, I meet Jean-oji-san who is in a good mood.

“Say, your Saint’s Faction seems to be steadily growing in power, isn’t it? you’ve done quite well to take Appleby-kyou to your side, Ryoshu-sama,” Jean said.

“Chichi… is in high spirits,” Elmer said.

“House Clayton is a family that does not engage in factional conflicts,” Jean said. “Our family lineage focused on research rather than confrontation between nobles. But still, I’m excited about the growth of your faction.”

“Regardless, don’t get too bogged down in it, Jean-oji-san,” I said.

“I know, I know, I would like to hold a party to commemorate the launch of your faction during Golden Week, but how does that sound with you, Ryoshu-sama?” Jean asked.

“D-Do I have to do it?” I asked.

“You should definitely do it, no, rather I’m looking forward to it,” Jean said.

Uhha, I haven’t heard of a party.

What about the dress?

Ah, I see, since we’re starting the Saint’s Faction, all we have to do is wear the Saint’s Robes.

If it’s the saint’s robes, there’s a beautiful one for New Year’s greetings at the Great Temple.

All right, no problem.

That’s how today’s Light magic experiment begins.

Let’s keep quiet about “Heal” being space-time magic.

If the mad magic scientist finds out, I don’t know what kind of experiment he’ll do.

For the time being, I’ll be wearing a measuring device today as well, shooting “Light” spells and creating barriers.

Both of them never get tired of it.

Well, magic has developed because of people like this.

Shall I cooperate with them a little more?

Once again, we experimented with momentum to cover all the Light magic I remember.

I used Area Heal for the first time.

I used a lot of magic power and got tired.

“Today, too… we’re one step closer to the truth of Light magic,” Elmer said.

“That’s right, the more you investigate, the more questions you will have. Light magic is quite strange,” Jean said.

“Yeah, yeah, tomorrow is Saturday, so we’ll do it again on Monday?” I asked.

“Indeed, I’m looking forward to it,” Jean said.

Or rather, I feel like it would be more meaningful to bake bread in the afternoon.

Ah, I want to learn magic with everyone.

I say goodbye to Jean-oji-san and go to Class A with Elmer.

“I’m sorry… we’re making you spend your time for our interests,” Elmer said.

“Don’t worry Elmer, I’ll put up with it for the sake of the development of the magical sciences,” I said.

“You’re incredible, Makoto…”

After listening to Anthony-sensei’s reminders, we stand up and bow.

“It’s after school, Makoto,” Carol said.

“Indeed it is, Carol,” I said.

“Let’s talk to Estelle-sama in order to transport Ilda-san,” I said.

“Let’s search,” Carol said.

Anne-san suddenly appeared in my field of vision and lowered her head.

Ninja, are you a ninja?

Aieeeee.

“About Estelle-sama,” Anne said. “At this time, she’s moving to the Drama Club room.”

“Thank you, Anne, let’s go, we’ll catch her on the stairs,” Carol said.

I’m also wondering why Anne-san knows about Estelle-senpai’s movements.

I’d like to run to the stairs, but a young lady doesn’t run, she doesn’t rush, and she doesn’t sweat.

When I went to the stairs, it was just when Estelle-senpai was coming down.

“Hey, Neko-chans, what’s up?” Estelle said.

She’s mostly got that Takarazuka style.

Her aura is sparkling.

“We’ve found out the mastermind of this series of corruption, so I would like to hide Ilda-san in the Great Temple,” I said.

“Houu, it’s wonderful to be faster than Heather-kun, by the way, who is that corrupt nobleman?” Estelle asked.

“It seems that it is Count Gustav Mahler.”

“That’s also a big shot, hard to believe that the Venomous Spider Mahler is suddenly corrupt,” Estelle said.

“The suppliers had arrived and are in our custody, but just in case something goes wrong, let’s hide Ilda-san in a safe place,” I said.

“I agree, let’s give permission with the authority of the dormitory master, if it’s the Great Temple, she’s safe,” Estelle said.

Together with Estelle-senpai, we set out for the dormitory guard’s holding cells.

“Aren’t you supposed to be going to club activities, Senpai?” I asked.

“Dorm work comes first because I’m the dormitory master,” Estelle said.

With that, we enter the holding cells.

“Estelle-sama, what do you need?” one of the dormitory guards asked.

“Sheena, you look beautiful today,” Estelle said. “I’d like to see Ilda-san…”

DOKAAN!

With a roaring sound, the door was broken through and a small maid was blown out into the hallway.

“Kuh.”

Wearing a black maid outfit, white prim, and holding a knife in both hands, the petite maid stood up.

Margot-san appeared from the back with a carefree atmosphere.

“What are you doing, Margot-san?” I asked.

“I was repelling the attackers who came to kill our escort target, Makoto,” Margot said.

Is that a clothesline Margot-san is holding in her hand?

“I won’t let them get away,” Margot said.

From Margot-san’s hand, the laundry rope slithered out like a snake and wrapped around the small maid’s leg.

“Kuso!”

Thinking that she couldn’t escape, the petite maid took out a small bottle from her apron pocket and downed the contents.

“Tch, poison!”

Margot-san rushed over, but the small maid was already convulsing and spewing blood out of her mouth.

The little maid smiled triumphantly and closed her eyes.

Well, I guess this is worthwhile before she dies.

“Cure Poison.”

A blue light enveloped the little maid, and she was revived.

“Wh-what the hell!!?!

“Makoto! Incredible!!” Margot said as she tied the petite maid with the laundry rope.

What the, it’s kind of a maniacal way to tie someone up.

“Then, I’ll take this girl, I’ll leave the rest to you, Anne,” Margot said.

“Understood,” Anne said.

“Margot-san, I thought you didn’t do any rough work?” I said.

“Huh? Don’t believe a word from the intelligence maids, because they only tell lies,” Margot said.

“You make them sound like nasty people,” I said.

“Indeed, now, then, step lively,” Margot said as she lead the petite maid off.

I don’t know what’s going on.

“I wonder what will happen to that little maid, Anne-san,” I said.

“It’s an interrogation at Heather-sama’s place,” Anne said.

I wonder if she will be tortured, the ninja world is tough.

No, it’s an intelligence maid’s world.

We went into the dormitory guard’s holding cells.

There was a temporary prison at the far end, and Ilda-san was there.

She was sitting with her head down on a bed in a simple room about six tatami mats in size.

When one of the dormitory guards unlocked the bar, Ilda-san looked at me, looked at Esther, knelt on the floor, and bowed.

“Raise your head, Ilda-san, I’m sorry I acted so harshly against you yesterday,” Estelle said.

“D-Don’t say such a thing, even though I’ve committed a crime, please hang me for hurling verbal abuse at you, Farinos-sama.”

Farinos is Esther’s family name.

“After investigating the situation, I thought that the outburst was justified with the Venomous Spiders of Mahler threatening you,” Estelle said. “Raise your head, Ilda-san.”

“I had no idea that their family had such a reputation,” Ilda said.

Well, I don’t know if a commoner cook would be aware of notoriety among the nobility.

Though she spoke sporadically, Ilda-san’s confession was largely the same as we had deduced.

Ilda-san became independent from the Ecliptic Pavilion, and in order to open her own restaurant, she won a job at the Royal Magic Academy’s women’s dormitory cafeteria through the mediation of Count Gustav Mahler, who she had met at a party.

After that, Mahler-hakushaku told her to get the ingredients at the asking price from the supplier he introduced, and Ilda-san objected, but who was it that got her the job at the girls’ dormitory cafeteria? He yelled at her and threatened her that if she didn’t listen, he’d cause trouble for her family’s Ecliptic Pavilion.

Ilda managed to endure terrible ingredients for a year and worked hard, but used her savings to buy supplementary ingredients until her money ran out and her debts piled up.

Just when she was determined to finish the contract for the cafeteria, even if it took two more years of being trapped between a rock and a hard place, they pressed the rotten barley on her, and the students began to make a fuss, and it continues to this day.

“I wanted to talk to someone and find a solution, but when they heard the name of Mahler-hakushaku, everyone became intimidated and backed off, and when I tried to talk to the former dormitory master, Eda-sama, she implicitly asked me for a bribe.

“It was really difficult for you, it’s okay now,” Estelle said, “I’ll take over the matter with Mahler-hakushaku, so until the case is resolved, Ilda-san, please rest in the Great Temple.”

“In-In the Great Temple?” Ilda said.

“If it’s the Great Table, even Mahler-hakushaku won’t be able to touch you there, so don’t worry, Ilda-san,” I said.

“Saint-sama, even after I verbally abused you, too,” Ilda said.

“Verbal abuse? All I heard is your cry for help, and so I’ll help you,” I said.

“Aaa, thank you very much, thank you,” Ilda said, bursting into tears.

Seriously, don’t bully a serious and talented chef.

Moreover, it’s not very profitable, but I can’t forgive Mahler-hakushaku.

“What’s going on in the dining room now?” Ilda said.

“I’m the one in charge, and I’m running it somehow,” I said. “Your staff is excellent, Ilda-san, so it’s running without any problems. Hans and Kain have also been taken out of the picture.”

“Thank you very much, how can I ever say thank you?” Ilda said.

“Rather than a thank you, once the incident is over, please lead the girls’ dormitory cafeteria again and serve delicious porridge to the daughters of the lower nobility,” I said.

Ilda-san cried again at that.

Yeah, it was hard for you, Ilda-san.

Let’s rest for a while in the Great Temple now.

Carol and I parted ways with Estelle-senpai and got into the carriage with Ilda-san.

By the way, I borrowed a private carriage from Estelle-senpai’s house.

It’s a black luxury carriage.

It’s like the one where you rear-end the car of a famous athlete, and you’re forced into homosexual acts as part of the settlement. 1

“Makoto, you’re making a strange face again,” Carol said.

“Wha-What do you mean?” Makoto said.

It’s fine, even if you go leisurely, it’s just a short distance to the Great Temple.