Sakuramoria

— Go find your own lackey already; being your escort is not the most productive or exciting occupation.

- But I'm not forcing you. Aren't you here for a family dinner?

— Your Majesty, — the coachman meeting the couple by the carriage bowed, — Nocturne Levis at your service. — This was none other than the waiter from the academy's luxurious cafeteria. — Are you ready for departure?

- Ah! The very person who, without asking any unnecessary questions, loads a bound, unconscious underage woman into his wagon and drives her wherever he is told, - Futaba smiles, but without warmth. - Yes, I will require your services today. Do you know where to go?