Posts from Sakuramoria Auto-translated

— There are many reasons for this. Firstly, its appearance greatly contributed to the promotion of the experiment for which NAILS was founded, but now this has lost all meaning because thanks to you, my eyes have opened, and I realized that I don't need anything in life except you. The second reason is that the boy spent his whole life locked up, but constantly playing with maids and reading books – that's not how a personality develops, so I thought and decided that he needs to be in a team where he will be motivated to compete with others. And he is not stupid, but very capable, just quite clumsy. And thirdly, we need someone to help us maintain contact with each other, and it's not right for a queen to be without an escort, and who could do a better job than a younger relative?

- But he's not even a human...

— That's true, but it doesn't change the fact that he's still my flesh and blood. However... if his presence is unpleasant for you, I'll gladly send him to another prefecture. Would you like me to do that right away? I'm willing to do anything for you!

- I still have some uses for it... But can I be sure of its loyalty? Blood is blood, but stupidity can't be undone.

Futaba’s words caused His Majesty’s eyebrows to furrow. He raised a small bell with his fingers, shook it, and within less than a minute, Alidum reappeared in the room. “How may I be of service, o…” Alidum didn’t manage to finish his sentence because an ashtray thrown at his face prevented him from doing so. “Scoundrel! How dare you give your mother a reason to doubt your loyalty and competence? Get on your knees!” Alidum knelt before the king, which only made the latter even angrier. “Not in front of me, you fool!” The demon changed the direction of his body towards Futaba and touched the floor with his forehead. “Mother, please forgive me for…” Not knowing exactly what he was apologizing for, he mumbled something incoherent. “I promise it won’t happen again.” “You better promise! If I hear even one more complaint about you, you’ll be sent to Aeolia! You’ll wander through the forests and caves there, do you understand?” “Yes, father…”

/ It seems you started asking about stupidity from the wrong person. /

- You have proven your point, - Futaba lowers the king's raised hand with both of her hands. - Although it was unnecessary. Please don't spoil today's summer day with unnecessary cruelty. Have some water, calm down. But not from here, - she gestures, moving the king's manipulators away from the alchemical table.

“Go to your room and think carefully about your behavior,” the king says to Alidume in conclusion, and when he disappears, he pours water into a glass and, following Futaba’s advice, empties its contents. “Forgive me, my angel.”

Placing her hands on his shoulders and smoothing them, she says:
- You need to try to control yourself; you are the king, after all... It's not worth impulsively giving in to emotions, otherwise, who knows what people might think... - Futaba had never been a mother, but at that moment, she felt like one. - Many of these problems can be solved with brute force or power, but that's not always the best solution... If a person or subject accepts you and respects you on their own, without coercion, that's always better...

After visiting "Plantago," Leila remembered that during her previous visit to "Omniscient," which was cut short by an unexpected encounter, she had glimpsed the second issue of "Castellione Castle." Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have been particularly interested in the king's favorites, but in the current situation, it was worth learning as much as possible about them. This also applied to the king's entourage, some of whom might harbor resentment towards Futaba and somehow interfere in the academy's affairs.
The incident on the island, although clearly not a major secret, otherwise some details wouldn't have been mentioned in the journal, was something that Leila hadn't heard about before. Considering the king's already known tendencies, she didn't doubt that only the former head of the laboratory and his most loyal servants were punished. The rest of the staff most likely continued their research under new management. It would be naive to assume that the king would get rid of the research that had fallen into his hands. But the journal also revealed other trends of the Monakhra of Sakurimori. Together with the information that Leila had heard about Nemuri and the overall impression that Futaba left on her, it seemed as if His Majesty was deliberately seeking out girls who had been beaten down by life and were broken. Girls whose weakness and vulnerability he exploited to push them in the direction he needed, turning them into convenient tools for his purposes. At the same time, he was brainwashing them with the idea of "love" to satisfy his own perverted needs and secure their loyalty. If these suspicions were indeed true, did that mean that Futaba would soon share their fate? That her personality would radically change, and she herself would be filled with a definitely sincere and in no way imposed "love" for the king? Only time will tell, but it was not worth ruling out such an outcome.

Placing her hands on his shoulders and smoothing them, she says:
- You need to try to control yourself; you are the king, after all... It's not worth getting so impulsively emotional, otherwise, who knows what people might think... - Futaba had never been a mother, but at that moment, she felt like one. - Many of these problems can be solved with brute force or power, but that's not always the best option... If a person or subject accepts you and feels respect for you on their own, without coercion, then that's always better...

— It hasn't even been a month since our meeting, and you're a better queen than I was a king throughout my long life. — His Majesty falls to his knees and embraces Futaba as if his life depended on it. — Tell me, my dear, what shall we name our child?

- I haven't thought about it yet... You said it yourself, it hasn't even been a month... We'll think of a name later... A-ha-ha... ha...

Tell me, darling, what name shall we give to our child?

Laid.

— As I see it, this honor should remain with the child's mother, so I would like you to come up with the name, okay? Of course, there's no need to rush, as this is a responsible and very important task; after all, the name you choose will accompany our little one throughout their life. Nevertheless, we shouldn't delay the decision too much either; our child should have a name, don't you think?

- Y-yes..