I took out my guild card and held it above the crystal board. After I was cleared, I was given a piece of paper. Looking around, I could see that other people who were entering also received one. I took a look at the paperâs contents and realized that it was a survey; it was asking me to note down which programs I thought were interesting.
So, manga magazines were not the only ones that did this, huh? I wondered if surveys were a common thing here. Tallying all the results from different slips sounded like a pain, especially since peopleâs honesty could always be questioned. Some might just write something quickly, not caring about how that affected results.
Just as we entered the academy, some of the children who had surrounded me earlier also got past the check. They noticed me, and since we were all walking along a single path, I realized I had nowhere to escape to. I quickly walked over to Shia so that I wouldnât get separated.
ãIf we are walking, I donât think they will try to surround you again. Anyway, letâs head to our stand first.ã
Everyone nodded in agreement to Shiaâs suggestion.
ãBy the way, Iâve been wondering this since the moment I spotted you, but why is Noaâs hairstyle different?ã
She must have been surprised to find out that Noaâs hair had changed, huh. She had seen her just this morning, after all.
ãDoes it not suit me?ã
Noa touched her hair in worry.
ãNo, itâs cute. Still, you made your hair just like usual this morning, so why is it different now?ã
ãYuna-san took Fatherâs words seriously.ã
Noa then proceeded to explain why I had changed her hairstyle.
ãWell, Father and Yuna-san worry too much. I understand Father and Mother being concerned about the marriage thing, but those people wonât directly approach Noa to discuss it.ã
ãStill, you never know if one of those people really fancies Noa. For example, if they saw Noa at a party, thought she was cute, and wanted to talk to her when they had the chance, then they might try to get close to her if they spot her today.ã
Noa was a very cute girl. Also, she attended parties wearing beautiful dresses, so it might have been love at first sight for someone. However, Noaâs reply to that was quite frank.
ãIâll reject any guy that canât bring up the courage to talk to me during a party.ã
She flat out rejected them before they even came up to meet her. Did she prefer guys who were more open with their words?
Still, womanizers often behaved that way, and I didnât think she would like them, either. Although there shouldnât be any boys around her age who were like that, the thought of it being a possibility was terrifying enough.
ãAlso, if they couldnât talk to me during a party, thereâs no way they would approach me in a crowded place like this.ã
That was true. The kind of guy I was thinking about wouldnât call out to her in a place like this. Not to mention, we were here with her. It should be fine as long as we didnât get separated.
ãI think itâs good to change your hairstyle once in a while. Itâs less likely that some annoying person you know will come up to you, and the hairstyle also fits you.ã
Many nobles attended this academy. It was possible that some annoying person could try to chat her up. We had to proceed with caution in case someone similar to that stupid noble we had met at Misaâs birthday party appeared.
ãStill, with this many people around, I donât think I would be spotted either way.ã
There were already quite many people walking ahead of us, not to mention the trail of children from earlier following behind us, many of whom were around Noaâs age. Trying to pick out Noa amongst this crowd should indeed be quite difficult.
ãWhere is your stand, Shia?ã
ãWe are at the Number 3 Practice Grounds.ã
Shia proceeded to explain that each program had its designed location. Related activities were grouped together so that people wouldnât have to search for them all over. With how large the academy grounds were, I kind of wished for an information pamphlet of some sort.
Instead, I noticed that the academy had placed signs at various areas, which displayed a map of the campus and the information on where each program was happening.
The Number 3 Practice Grounds was one of the places used for sword and magic training around the academy, but for the festival, it was home to Shiaâs cotton candy stand.
We continued to chat about hairstyles as we followed Shia and took in the surrounding sights. After walking for a while, we reached the Number 3 Practice Grounds. In the open plaza, many food stands were lined up, as well as various clusters of chairs and tables. It looked like a fine place to sit down and eat something before rushing onward to see more attractions. Since it was already approaching lunch time, the place was starting to bustle with customers.
ãThe food stands are split into various locations on campus, so it shouldnât get too crowded, I think.ã
Numerous attendees were lined up at the stands and many others were already sitting or standing around while enjoying their food. Once we arrived at the cotton candy stand, I noticed that unlike the other stands, there were no customers here. Had they not begun selling yet?
Cattleya greeted us when we arrived.
ãHow is it going?ã
ãEverything is in order. I look forward to how much we will sell.ã
Their enthusiasm was good; they clearly believed that the cotton candy would sell.
I looked around, and while some of the other stands didnât have many customers, at least they had some. Turning back at this stand, which had no one coming to it, I was beginning to worry a bit.
ãFufu, we will definitely be the best among the food stand groups.ã
Marcus declared.
ãFood stand group?ã
ãThe academy is giving out rewards to get us, students, all fired up. If we win, we can get many luxurious prizes. You received a survey at the entrance, right?ã
Oh right, we had received something like that.
I took a look at it again. It asked us to write down three of the programs we found interesting and liked the best. It seemed like this was how the students would compete for the prizes.
ãYou have to write down the number of the program you want to vote on, so remember the numbers of the programs you enjoyed the most. Our food stand is number 90, so be sure to write it down.ã
ãWell, only if there are no better places.ã
I didnât plan on being biased towards family and friends. If I had to vote, then I would do it fairly. At least, that was how I felt.
Fina and the others, on the other hand, took out their surveys and began writing down their number, which I promptly stopped. I told them they shouldnât write down it yet when we hadnât even tried their cotton candy or looked at the other stands.
ãShia-san, shouldnât you introduce me already?ã
A girl standing behind Shia tugged on Shiaâs twintail.
I had noticed that the girl had been staring at me for a while now. She wore the same uniform as Shia, so she must be a student as well. Her face looked familiar, so I might have seen her somewhere before. Well, I didnât think I would forget about such a cute girl like her, so it must have been a very brief meeting.
ãI get it, so please stop pulling my hair.ã
The girl released Shiaâs hair, and Shia immediately fixed her hair. Hair was a girlâs life, so nobody should pull on it, even lightly.
ãYou guys were leaving me out of your conversation.ã
ãIâll introduce you, so donât pull on my hair anymore. Yuna-san, this is Tilia-sama. She is helping out with our stand.ã
When Shia introduced her, the girl stepped forward.
ãIâve finally got to meet the rumored Bear-san. My name is Tilia. Nice to meet you.ã
ãUm, Iâm Yuna. Nice to meet you, too?ã
The girl named Tilia extended her hands towards me, so I did the same. She immediately grabbed my puppets with both hands. It seemed she knew about me, but this was my first time actually speaking with her. I couldnât shake the feeling that I had seen her before, though. Had I passed her by sometime I had been at the capital? When I had accepted the student escort mission from Eleanora-san, I had come to the academy, so it was quite possible I had seen her there. However, what the girl said next was entirely different from what I was expecting.
ãYou really do go around wearing a Bear-san outfit. Thanks for always taking care of my little sister.ã
Um, her little sister?
She had said I often took care of her little sister, so she must be the older sister of someone I knew, right?
Out of all the girls I knew, I couldnât think of many who she could be an older sister to.
There were Noa and Misa, and if this girl was older than she seemed, then Cattleya could also be a candidate. Going by her appearance, though, I couldnât imagine a younger version of her would look similar to any of these girls. Well, I knew there were sisters who didnât look alike, but that was quite unlikely right? Well, they might have a different mother or father, so maybe...
My first thought turned to Cliff being a cheater and neglecting to mention that he had a daughter with another woman. That would explain why this girl didnât look like Eleanora-san at all.
ãYuna-san, I donât know what youâre thinking of right now, but I think itâs wrong.ã
Shia rejected my in mind speculation. I thought it was a plausible story, though.
ãMy sister is always saying Bear-san, Bear-san, so I thought you were someone who wears bear fur around, but I guess I was wrong. I didnât think you would be such a cute bear. Your hands and feet are also bear-shaped.ã
Tilia petted my Bear-san Puppets and then even moved to my feet and torso.
ãUm, sorry, but can you stop touching me?ã
ãIâm sorry. Can you let me hug you at least?ã
I thought saying it like that would be enough to make her jump away from me, but instead, she opened her arms for a hug. Why was this happening?!
ãYouâre so soft, just like my sister said.ã
She squeezed me tightly as she hugged me, not even waiting for me to allow it.
ãWa-wait, what?ã
ãThis feeling might get addicting.ã
She kept rubbing her hands all over me, and finally she pressed her face against my chest.
ãHow unfair, me too!ã
Shuri ran up behind me and hugged me, too. This was no different than the situation I was in earlier at the entrance.
I grabbed Tilia by the shoulders and pushed her off of me.
ãJust what is going on here? Shuri, you let go, too.ã
ãIâm sorry. My sister would tell me how soft and good you feel when she hugs you, so Iâve been wanting to hug you ever since.ã
ãEven so, you shouldnât suddenly hug someone like that.ã
Tilia apologized and finally stepped away from me.
She kept mentioning a little sister, but really, just who was she talking about?
No matter how hard I racked my brain, I still couldnât figure it out. If it wasnât Noa, could it maybe be Misa? They didnât look alike at all, though.
ãFather and Mother told me many stories about you as well.ã
Her father and mother? I had only met Misaâs parents once, and that was at her birthday party. I hadnât seen them since.
ãEspecially how you always bring my sister delicious food.ã
Food? I didnât recall ever bringing Misa food. The only thing I had brought her was a birthday cake.
ãStill, I donât get it why you always come when Iâm not around? When I get home, they all tell me all about how delicious the food Bear-san brought them was, and I feel very left out each time. Also, Nii-san told me that when Bear-san comes, Father always stops working, which causes him a lot of trouble. Why canât you trouble me?ã
Wait, could it be?
This personâs sister called me Bear-san, and I brought her food often. Her father would slack off from work whenever I came, and her brother would be troubled by that. All the pieces of the puzzle slowly fell into place.
I turned to took a look at Noa, and it was clear that she was very nervous being in the presence of Tilia.
With that, there was only one possible answer left.
ãCould it be that youâre Princess Floraâs older sister?ã
ãCorrect. You didnât know?ã
Of course I hadnât known!
I hadnât even known that the king had another daughter, much less knew her name. Nobody had told me, and I hadnât thought to ask.
I knew that his oldest son was around twenty years old, while Flora-sama was only four to five years old, so thinking about it now, it wouldnât be strange for there to be another child between those two. I took another look at Tilia and could immediately tell why she looked familiar to me; her features were very similar to Princess Flora and Her Highness.
ãSo, all in all, when I heard that Shia-san knew Bear-san, and that Bear-san would be coming to the festival today, I asked if I could help out at her shop in exchange for introducing me to Bear-san.ã
Just what had Shia been thinking?
Making a princess help out at a food stand? Noa was also looking at Shia and Tilia like she couldnât believe what she had just heard.
ãSo, Flora-sama has an older sister, huh...ã
ãOh, and I wanted to thank you for taking care of for my sister so often.ã
ãNo, ttâs fine...ã
ãAlso, I wanted to tell you that she really loves the bear plushies you gave her. Oh, and the picture books are nice, too. Everytime I heard about you from Flora, I wondered just what kind of girl you are, making all these things for her.ã
I made food and drew picture books for her, but the plushies, I hadnât made those. Well, I hadnât specifically told her that, so no wonder she thought I had made them.
ãI also appreciate your willingness to teach recipes to Zelef. The pudding is really delicious.ã
ãYes, it is.ã
ãMhm, itâs really delicious.ã
ãI want to eat more of it sometime.ã
When Tilia started talking about the taste of pudding, Marcus and the others also joined in.
ãIf everybody works hard, I will treat you to some, then.ã
ãReally?ã
ãYeah.ã
ãOkay, Timor, letâs do our best.ã
With pudding as a reward, everybodyâs spirit rose. Well, giving them some pudding was nothing if that was what it took to motivate them...
Authorâs Note:
With this, Floraâs older sister has finally appeared.
I decided to make an older sister when I wrote about the eldest son, but there wasnât any good opportunity to have her appear... so I used the chance here. lol
Next chapter will be some sightseeing, I guess.