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Futaba sits in the place where Alidum sat in her dream, so that he would take her former seat.
- Just so you know, reliable and very unpleasant people know where and with whom I went and are waiting for my return on time, - she said to the demon as if casually, after which she looked around the carriage with boredom. - Hmm, in our modern age, with technology and magic, one might expect some kind of self-propelled carriage, or even a flying one, and not this antique horse-drawn carriage.

— I have no idea what you're talking to me about. If you want any changes or have any complaints, you should know who to contact.
The carriage heads towards the royal villa, from the entrance of which a long red carpet stretched straight to the carriage doors. On both sides of this carpet, a dozen maids lined up in outfits similar to the one Futaba herself wore. When the girl steps onto the ground, the maids will bow low and in unison say "welcome home, Your Majesty!" and will not raise their heads until the queen passes them.

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- And these ones with import price tags, are they some kind of drugs?

— These are potions from Refetia.

/One of the maids, Futaba, recognizes Yumiko, and notices royal silverware sticking out of her pockets./

“Wow, Varya, you have some really cool potion…makers over there!” Nira nodded, examining the label with the list of effects. “’*You become smarter, stronger, healthier, and more beautiful immediately after taking it...*’ or this: ‘*One teaspoon before bed for 1-3 months reduces the amount of rest the body needs by two hours a day...*’” She paused. “Yeah, that sounds powerful, and are there absolutely no side effects?” she added, addressing both the saleswoman and her friend at the same time.

— Ha-ha, what side effects are you talking about? It's science!

-- Yes, that sounds good. I haven't actually tried anything like that myself; such potions never made it to my remote location. And are they even potions? More like clever remedies. In any case, it's science.

...In this issue, we will tell you about His Majesty's bodyguard – Yatropha Dreamlik.

Yatropha was born in one of the countries of the Eastern Federation, into a family of wealthy immigrants. Her father was a successful lawyer, and her mother was a famous singer, and yet they both managed to devote enough time and attention to their daughter, so her childhood was carefree, she was surrounded by love and care, and she never lacked anything. However, her happy life ended on the day her family decided to go on vacation – being followers of the cult of the Seven (Avaritia and Superbia, respectively), they really wanted to visit Elysium. On the way to this distant country, the ship they were on was ambushed by Leavian pirates, and all the passengers were either killed or taken prisoner and then sold into slavery. Yatropha ended up on a small island near the borders of Sakuramoria, Leavia, and Sangvinaria, about which almost no one knew at that time. The Leavian aristocrat to whom it belonged was engaged in all sorts of medical experiments in an attempt to either create new medicines or create new diseases and antidotes for them, all in order to increase his own capital and gain international fame as a savior of Lafrenia. Yatropha and others like her spent several years on this island before it became known to His Majesty, who ordered the Sakuramorian fleet to take control of the island. When this happened, the King of Sakuramoria offered the freed Yatropha the opportunity to take revenge on her oppressors, and she took advantage of it, subjecting them to cruel torture. After that, not knowing what to do with her life, Yatropha swore allegiance to the king and has since served as his bodyguard and specialist in advanced interrogation methods. There are rumors that during her service, she learned a rare technique that allows her to hide in the shadows, from which she protects her patron.

+1 to accuracy, +1 to evasion.

- Oh, don't nag. It's always "boo-boo-boo" and "boo-boo-boo." Tell me about yourself while we're driving. I should get to know my son better after so many years that he spent growing up without me. What did you do before, and why did you decide to attend this school? And are you aware of the originally intended nuances of the education here?

I forgot to ask about the current menu at the cafe, and whether they charge extra for special requests. I'll ask...

—Okay, well, I don't understand any of this scientific stuff, so I guess I just have to blindly trust our great scientists! But whether it's a cure or not, I still don't have enough money for the "treatment," ha-ha... 🙁

so, are we going somewhere or what?

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Rumor has it that during her service, she learned a rare technique that allows her to hide in the shadows.

and also change gender and name

- Oh, don't nag. All "boo-boo-boo" and "boo-boo-boo." Tell me about yourself while we're driving. I should get to know my son better after so many years that he grew up without me. What did you do before, and why did you go to this school? And are you aware of the initially intended nuances of studying here?

— Nothing. You can't bring a demon, let alone an illegitimate son, into high society, and the peasants will simply stab him with pitchforks as soon as they see him. You even signed a petition, so you should understand what's what. Well, as you can see, even my background found its use in NAILS.

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- I see, well, I don't understand these scientific things at all, so I can only blindly trust our great scientists! But whether it's a medicine or not, I still don't have enough money for the "treatment," ha-ha... 🙁

— A healthy mind in a healthy body.

/K Claire might just drop by, as I've already taken care of everything./

Let’s take a look at Claire one last time.

- What exactly are these? To be the eyes and ears of the king? That's nonsense; anyone could do that. Don't fool yourself with some grand mission; you were sent here out of pity, so you could try to integrate into this society. The petition didn't work, and they won't run you through with pitchforks here, which means you've overcome the initial hurdle. Use this opportunity to make friends with someone decent. But don't do it grudgingly, as you always do, but on equal terms," Futaba leaned back, casually resting her elbows on the back of the seat. "With your arrogance, it might be difficult, but that's the point – to overcome it. Tell me, are you fundamentally embittered towards the whole world because of your traumatic life experiences? Or do you feel some primal emotion in your heart, burning you from the inside and making you succumb to the impulse of anger? If not, then there's no reason to deliberately attract negativity. Look at me – who I was and who I am now. And all I did was take a step towards others, even if I didn't really want to. And if I could do it, then you can too; after all, a kaoarik doesn't fall far from a kaoarik.

/Soot, ash, and pursuit/

— You know, you've adapted surprisingly well to your new status. I thought you'd retreat to some corner, start with hysterical tears, and then wander around with a dead fish expression, but no. It's a complete disappointment. Or maybe you actually managed to bewitch the old man somehow? Otherwise, how do you explain it? He's had so many women, but he chose you – I just don't understand.