In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

At the same time, you sense that her inner thoughts may be far deeper than you imagine.

This is clearly a request worth agreeing to.

You've decided to agree.

"Okay, this does sound like a great deal."

"so--"

Ian, as the teacher, reached out and ruffled Nero's hair.

"What conditions would you like the teacher to offer in exchange for your ideas?"

"Hmm~ It's very simple."

Little Nero, whose head was being patted, proudly raised his head, then reached out and gently patted his teacher's shoulder, as if they were the same age.

"teacher--!"

"You'll find out what I'm thinking if I ride you around for a day~"

390. Little Nero's "Musical Talent" / A Wonderful Shopping Trip Between Teacher and Student (4k)

You never expected Nero to make such a request of you.

This is extremely unethical behavior; most people would be furious upon hearing it.

But as Nero's teacher, your perspective on this is completely different.

[You think she must have thought of something to say that.]

You decide to ask her what she thinks.

"It sounds alright." Ian tried his best to maintain his respect for the little guy in front of him.

"but--"

The man met Nero's bright, piercing eyes and asked with a smile.

"You should at least tell the teacher why you wanted to do this, right?"

"Otherwise, I would be troubled by this."

Nero greatly appreciated this method of equal communication.

The adorable little guy put his hands on his hips and began to explain his thoughts.

"Mmm, teacher."

“Look—aren’t you the most popular person in Ubiolum?”

"If I could ride on your back and go out for a ride, wouldn't that be like telling everyone that you care about me?"

"If that's the case, everyone will surely respect me!"

"..."

Looking into Nero's incredibly serious eyes, you realize she's not joking.

This appears to be a method she devised after careful consideration, a way to quickly gain the respect of others.

For a moment, you didn't know whether to call it vanity or intelligence.

You could vaguely sense that she had something on her mind.

This is an issue that must be clarified.

“That seems to make sense.” Ian did not immediately dismiss his student Nero’s idea.

"But if they actually ride it, the teacher will be in a bit of a predicament."

"How about this--"

The man leaned close to Nero's ear and whispered his thoughts to her.

What do you think of this?

"Okay, okay!" Little Nero nodded repeatedly.

You chose a compromise.

You've decided to grant Nero's wish, but you can't go to such extremes.

You decided to let her ride on your shoulders, like a warhorse.

Because of her young age, the scene didn't seem so bad.

More than anything, it evokes a feeling of warmth.

On the streets of Ubiolum.

Ian was strolling around with little Nero.

Having finally managed to get out of the house, she seemed very excited, constantly directing her teachers to run around.

"Seneca, over here!"

"Seneca, over there!"

Little Nero waved his fingers in the air, like a conductor's baton issuing orders.

“You really want to go everywhere,” Ian couldn’t help but say.

"Of course!"

Little Nero agreed with this statement without hesitation.

"I finally get to go out once in a while, so of course I should see as much as possible!"

"you……"

Ian had intended to lecture Nero on this idea as a teacher, but after thinking about it, he held back.

After all, I'm not here to teach, but to figure out what's going on in her mind.

"Okay, what you said makes sense."

"Is there anywhere else you'd like to go? Your teacher will take you all over the place today."

"Yay!" Little Nero's eyes were full of joy, and he even clapped excitedly.

"Teacher—let's go that way!"

"it is good."

The master and apprentice duo continued their wondrous journey on the streets.

You and Nero are wandering around the streets of Ubiolum.

She tasted many foods that her mother, Agrippina, would never normally allow her to eat.

[Little Nero was quite excited about this—the feeling of being freed from constraints was truly wonderful for her.]

"Ah——~"

Little Nero held out a skewer of grilled food to his "mount" Ian.

"Teacher, would you like a bite?"

"No need," Ian politely declined. "This was bought for you; the teacher doesn't eat it."

"Hmm!" Little Nero pouted.

"Teacher, you have to eat, otherwise—it'll be like me going out to play alone!"

"This……"

After listening to Nero's words, Ian thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Ok."

"Since you've put it that way, then take a bite."

"Hmm~ That's more like it!" Little Nero waved the food in front of Ian. "Teacher, eat up!"

Ian took a small bite and then gave his opinion.

“It tastes really good.”

"Nero, your judgment is indeed quite good."

Despite receiving praise from his teacher, Nero, after taking a bite of the spot where Ian had bitten him, suddenly asked a rather strange question.

"Teacher, have you swallowed it now?"

"..."

Although he felt the question wasn't as simple as it seemed, Ian answered truthfully.

"Ah."

"How would I know it's delicious if I didn't do it this way?"

“Great!” Little Nero laughed happily. “In that case, Teacher is my accomplice—then you won’t be able to tell Mother what I ate today!”

"Otherwise, the teacher will also be punished."

"..."

Listening to Nero's blatant "schemes and plots," Ian sighed helplessly.

"So, Nero, is that why you invited me to eat?"

“No.” Little Nero shook his head.

"It's true that I treated the teacher to something nice, but it's also true that I didn't want the teacher to tell on me."

"There's no contradiction between these two things, is there?"

"Nero, your ingenuity in this kind of thing is truly admirable," Ian commented with a rather helpless expression.

“Hmm~ Of course.” Little Nero thought this was a compliment.

Just as the two, one big and one small, were chatting, a melodious tune drifted over.

That was a very pleasant sound.