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

In a room inside the house.

Ian, Nero's teacher, is sharing his thoughts with Agrippina.

"Madam, that's roughly the situation."

“Your current husband… seems to have absolutely no desire to treat Miss Nero as his own daughter.”

“I believe this is an irreversible damage to her development—so I hope that you, Madam, can find a way to resolve this issue as much as possible.”

"after all--"

Ian looked at the woman in front of him, who was dressed very elegantly.

"Madam, you wouldn't want your daughter to one day become a strange young lady, would you?"

"By then, things will be much more difficult to resolve."

Ian's tone was much harsher than usual, which was quite different from his usual manner.

His reason for doing so was quite simple.

That was to make Agrippina realize that her daughter was going through extreme suffering.

As a mother, she should take immediate action.

however--

To Ian's surprise, Agrippina showed no surprise after hearing all this; instead, she seemed somewhat pleased.

She looked at the man in front of her and asked him a question.

"You...you really heard Nero say that?"

"..."

“Yes.” Ian nodded. “Madam, you need not doubt it—everything just now was told to me by Miss Nero herself.”

"She even worried that it might be a terrible sin if she didn't like this father?"

"Is there nothing else?" Agrippina asked again.

"Did she... say anything more radical?"

"..."

You didn't want Nero's imperial ambitions to be revealed so soon.

But you could sense a rather frightening expectation in Agrippina's eyes.

It's as if she had foreseen this day, and now she's just waiting for you to reveal the truth.

You can't be sure if this perception is true—after all, the other person didn't explicitly say so.

However, for Nero's sake, you feel you still need to explain things to her as clearly as possible.

“Madam,” Ian said respectfully.

“You’re absolutely right—Miss Nero said some rather dangerous things to me.”

"..."

Upon hearing Ian's words, Agrippina stopped him by reaching out, then walked to the window, closed it, and pulled the curtains all the way shut.

As a result, the room became much darker, and sound could hardly travel out of this place.

“Yes, you can tell me now,” Agrippina said after completing her confidentiality duties.

"Seneca, what exactly did Nero say to you?"

"..."

You relayed Nero's words from that day to her mother, Agrippina, verbatim.

[On this basis, you also emphasized its relationship with Nero's father's indifference—it was this indifference that led Nero to develop this grand ambition to become emperor.]

This is an undeniable fact that cannot be changed under any circumstances.

only--

After listening to these remarks, Agrippina's first reaction was not to sympathize with her daughter.

Instead, he asked Ian another question.

"Then, Professor Seneca, do you think that Nero, given his talent, truly has the potential to become emperor?"

"..."

I sensed the blatant probing in Agrippina's words.

Ian thought for a moment and decided to express his current attitude to the mother in a way that did not contradict his previous statements.

"The talent to become emperor is not something one possesses from the beginning—what is more important is the determination to accept trials and tribulations after becoming emperor."

"Rome was not built in a day, nor was an emperor made in a day."

A sharp glint flashed in Agrippina's eyes.

"So, Professor Seneca, you mean... if the opportunity and training are just right, becoming emperor will be a natural outcome, right?"

"...You are quite right, madam."

“In that case—” Agrippina continued, “do you think that if Nero were to become emperor, those who assisted her should also be credited accordingly?”

"...This is only natural."

“I understand.” Agrippina smiled.

"So--"

"I'm counting on you to instill this kind of thinking in Nero."

"We must let her know in the future that her becoming emperor was not solely due to her efforts."

"..."

This is a truly appalling statement; it's something a mother should never have said.

But for some reason, you can sense Agrippina's determination to solve the problem.

【although--】

You also sense that this so-called solution might surprise you.

However, seeing things developing in Nero's favor, you are still very willing to be a part of it and push things forward.

You've decided to follow Agrippina's suggestion and ask Nero.

If she were to truly become emperor, what would her attitude be towards those who helped her?

Several days later, at noon.

As always, young Nero clung to his teacher, Ian.

For her, this teacher who had taught her so much was someone she cared about deeply.

Little Nero was very willing to share with him everything he had seen and his feelings after seeing it.

However, for Ian, the situation was quite different.

"Nero."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"While I don't mind talking in your room, you should at least put your clothes on, right?"

Ian looked at Nero beside him with a helpless expression.

"If you keep doing this, and someone finds out later, the teacher won't be able to explain it."

Just as Ian was thinking at this moment, Nero had become much more relaxed in front of him since he had tasted the sweetness last time.

What she does most often is, like now, pull herself into bed and then throw her clothes aside.

Yes.

In her eyes, this was perfectly normal behavior, even though Ian would express his dissatisfaction with it every time.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

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"This is just my way of showing affection to my teacher—why are you so resistant to it?"

“This is not suitable, Nero.”

“There’s nothing inappropriate about it.” Little Nero took Ian’s hand, not minding at all that she was completely uninhibited in front of him.

"Hmm, teacher, when you see other girls, don't you also kiss their hands as a greeting?"

"I'm just using a different approach now, so why can't people accept it?"

"Hmm, it's because it doesn't have a name! Then I've decided—let's call it Nero's Special Teacher-Student Ceremony!"

"Your ability to defend yourself in such a strange place is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people," Ian said helplessly.

"Hmm~" Little Nero seemed to be encouraged.

"It's alright~ If it weren't for the teacher's good teaching, how could I have performed like this?"

Ian wanted to say a few more words of instruction, but Nero stopped him by reaching out his hand.

"Okay!"

"Don't say that again! No matter how many times you emphasize it, teacher—I will absolutely not change!"

"So let's get this straight and make it clear!"

"..."

Realizing he couldn't persuade Nero, Ian ignored her behavior and got back to the main topic.

"Nero, you said before that you wanted to be emperor, right?"

“Yes!” Little Nero nodded without hesitation.

"If I could become emperor—I could gain everyone's respect!"

“It’s good to have that wish,” Ian nodded, agreeing with Nero.