My Prime Minister is so cute

"We're running out of money," Bird said.

"Ah?" Avril was shocked.

"Before Master passed away, an 'old friend' recommended us to buy a batch of outdated magic-powered machines for 'industrial upgrades,' which cost a fortune," Bird said. "We could have just gotten by, but Master passed away, and we ended up paying a huge inheritance tax..."

"I can't even pay my employees' salaries. If this continues, my family will go bankrupt."

“What happens if you go bankrupt?”

"Let me think... you would probably be living on the streets, naked and hungry, with only ragged coarse clothes with holes in them, and eating black bread mixed with sawdust..." Bird said as he recalled his experience of becoming a street kid when he first crossed over.

The more Avril listened, the more terrified she felt. Her long eyelashes frantically blinked, and her moist eyes seemed as if tears would flow out at any moment.

Just now he was dreaming of becoming prime minister and reviving his family, but now his family is on the verge of bankruptcy and he is living on the streets.

This is a bit too much pressure for a 14-year-old girl.

If Bird had gone out to explore the world and Avril was alone, perhaps the lady of the lord would wipe away her tears and force herself to think bravely about what to do, such as selling those unused magic machines as scrap metal, and then using the name of a noble to borrow a temporary loan from the bank to tide over the difficulties, and then everything would be fine by the next year.

Just like a child whose parents are not around, if he falls down he will just pat his butt and get up from the ground with his own strength.

But now Bird is not gone, and he is right in front of him.

So the 1-meter-tall lady of the lord didn't hold herself back and burst into tears. Then she threw herself into Bird's arms and tearfully begged for help, "Bird Bird, what should we do?"

"Don't worry, miss."

Bird stroked the girl's smooth golden hair, smiled, and said in a relaxed tone, "Just sign this contract, and leave the rest to me."

He said, holding out a pen.

"Ah."

Feeling the reassuring atmosphere and tone, Avril nodded, took the pen, and subconsciously prepared to sign.

However, she immediately felt that this seemed a bit sloppy and unbecoming of a dignified lord, so she carefully flipped through two pages of the contract, trying to understand the regulations above - but she was soon confused by the complicated and winding terms and gave up this plan. Instead, she symbolically flipped through a few more pages and finally turned to the last page of the contract, where she saw the specific amount of the loan.

That's a huge number.

"Bird, do we need to borrow so much money?" Avril frowned, instinctively a little reluctant.

“In theory, no.”

"Then why do we need to borrow so much?"

"Oh, look here, miss." Bird flipped the contract to page 13. "According to relevant laws, nobles can enjoy low-interest loans as long as they have assets to guarantee repayment, so naturally they want to borrow as much as possible."

“Is it really that low?”

"Of course, the annual repayment amount is on page 23. If you don't believe me, you can do the math yourself."

Avril flipped to page 23 and glanced at the math formula, her brow furrowed. She then continued, "But what if we can't pay back the loan? Won't we end up living on the streets?"

"Don't worry, miss, there will be absolutely no problem."

Bird had no choice but to touch Avril's head again, as if to comfort a frightened kitten: "I swear on my honor, Bird Nard, I will never let you live on the streets."

"Bird, I suddenly have an idea." Avril thought of something, "Maybe we can use a more reliable method. I remember that we still have quite a few businesses. We can sell a small part of them first to tide us over. We can also be more frugal..."

It was obvious that the lady of the lord was the type who was not used to being in debt, or perhaps she had a different concept of money, just like most old landlords in the feudal period.

Bird felt that he had an obligation to correct the lord's daughter's wrong views.

"Miss, I have to correct you on a wrong point." He said seriously.

"What's that?"

Avril didn't understand.

“There are two types of debt: negative debt and positive debt.”

"Negative debt, for example, if you want to renovate your villa or buy some nice new clothes, becomes a negative debt. This type of debt is meaningless and we should try to reduce it as much as possible."

"Positive debt is debt used for production activities and for investment in expanded reproduction, and the cost of the debt is lower than the profit it brings. This type of debt is beneficial, and the more it is, the better, as long as the risk can be guaranteed."

"This loan we're taking out is a positive liability, so it's beneficial. You don't have to feel uncomfortable. Do you understand?"

Bird spoke a lot quickly.

"...Oh, huh?" Avril's eyes were confused for a moment, but she immediately crossed her arms and said seriously, "I understand, Bird, you're right. Now I completely understand."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure, Bird."

"Well, since you understand, just sign it."

Bird was quite sure that this guy didn't understand at all, so he twitched his lips and turned to the last page of the contract again: "Here, sign your full name."

Avril obediently picked up the pen and signed her name quickly.

Avril Nader

"Signed!"

Putting down the pen, Avril wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead, as if she had done something very hard... Well, it was consistent with the workload of a prime minister.

After getting the contract, Bird confirmed it repeatedly and put it in his arms. He got up and left in a hurry without saying goodbye.

I have to deliver it before the bank closes... Damn, those bastards at the bank actually get off work earlier than me!

Chapter 4 The Lord’s Night Affairs

After completing a series of complicated and troublesome procedures at the bank, it was already past dinner time when I returned to the villa.

After eating something, Bird, who was tired and sweating, went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Although the productivity of this Earth is far behind that of the Earth before the time travel, due to the magical existence of magic, high-tech daily necessities such as water heaters, bathtubs, refrigerators, and magic lanterns were invented by magicians early on and are widely available in wealthy homes as luxury goods.

Although it is not widely available, the 'energy cost' of using it is not expensive. You only need to replace the magic stone regularly. Magic stone, as a mineral containing magic power, is widely distributed like coal.

After taking a nice hot bath in the bathroom, Bird returned to his bedroom.

The bedroom only had some simple furniture and decorations. It was not that Baron Robert was stingy. In fact, he really treated Bird and Mary, the two he adopted, as his sons and daughters. However, Bird always kept a distance from Robert and did not regard him as a father, but as a benefactor worthy of gratitude. Naturally, he would not ask for too much in daily life.

After all, Bird was not a real homeless child. He had his own parents, who were very good to him, but they just couldn't meet.

Originally, Bird planned to leave this place after repaying his favor.

But now that she has promised Baron Robert to take care of Avril until she reaches adulthood, she can't leave for a while.

What will the future hold?

No one knows.

Shaking his head, Bird decided not to think too much and just finish his work early and go to bed.

He sat down at the desk, turned on the magic lamp, and copied the "Magic Power Machine Drawing (Revised)" that he had obtained in his mind during the day onto the manuscript paper, being very careful to avoid any errors.

In order to carry out his grand plan of training the lord's daughter, he must have sufficient financial support.

The Nader family's business needs an upgrade.

It just so happened that the resignation system rewarded Bird with this blueprint. As soon as the loan money arrived, he planned to dismantle the original batch of old machines that could only be sold as scrap metal and transform them into the new machines shown in the blueprint.

After a busy day until late at night, Bird finally lay down on the bed and closed his tired eyes.

crunch--

I had just fallen asleep when the door was opened and a little golden head popped in.

"Bird, are you asleep?"

The lord's daughter, who was still awake at this hour, poked her head out and said.

"...Bird hasn't slept yet either."

Bird opened his bloodshot eyes and tried hard to suppress the urge to beat up Su Shi... no, the urge to beat up the Lord. "Miss, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"Bird, I can't sleep."

Avril stood at the door, blinking her big blue eyes.

The lord was wearing a cool little nightgown, which was a little transparent, and her entire snow-white arms and thighs were almost exposed. If she moved a lot, she would be easily exposed. However, she didn't seem to care and just ran over to find Bird.

You can't sleep, but I can!

You played all day, and I was busy all day!

Bird sat up in bed painfully and sighed: "How about I tell you two stories?"

Avril sounded a little moved, but still said shyly: "But I am already a mature lord. I can't listen to those stories for children anymore."

You also know that you are a lord!

Is it okay to stay up late at night and sneak into the housekeeper's room dressed like this? Is it okay? Is it okay?

Bird muttered to himself, then coughed lightly. "No, no, no, how can this be a story for children? I'm telling this to a mature, elegant lady. It's absolutely a story for adults, not something for children."

"Adult's story?"

Avril's heart moved, and then she didn't know what she was thinking about, and a hint of excitement appeared on her face.

So, the dedicated butler, who had been busy all day, got up and made way for his lord to sleep, so that he could lie down comfortably. He then moved a stool and sat beside the bed to tell the lord stories.

Avril sat on the bed, her face full of anticipation.

Bird sat on the edge of the bed, and facing this scene, he couldn't help but recall the past.

It seems that when Baron Robert was still alive, I often told Avril such stories... But at that time, my main idea was to make the Baron's daughter happy and ensure that I could stay in the Nad family and eat and drink for free.

Generally speaking, girls are very cute when they are young. They will be very close to you if you coax them a little, calling you brother. But when they grow up and become more sensible, they will learn to keep a distance and gradually become estranged from male elders.

But I didn't expect that as she grew up, Avril still liked to stick to me... although she never admitted it.

Now that Baron Robert has passed away, Avril still sits on the bed, listening to himself telling her stories while sitting beside the bed... There is a wonderful feeling that things and people have changed, but nothing seems to have changed.

Maybe one day in the future Avril will be supported by me to become the Prime Minister, and I will become the Prime Minister's secretary, and I will have to sit by the bed and tell stories to the Prime Minister like this... Uh uh, just thinking about it makes me feel that such a country is doomed, and the Prime Minister can only fall asleep after listening to bedtime stories every night.

Shaking his head, Bird cast aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind and began to tell the story.

"Demon power, three stages!"

"I never thought that the former genius girl in the clan would fall to such a state today, hehehehehe..."

"Whose voice is that? Why is there someone in the ring?"

"Don't look down on a young girl who is poor!"

I just talked nonsense for a while.

Bird noticed that Avril had fallen asleep without him noticing.

The tiny lord curled up there quietly, looking even smaller than usual, his beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to speak were closed, his small nose rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and his thin and tender body showed no sign of defense.

She didn't know if storytelling was really that effective, or if it was just that being by Bird's side and feeling that reassuring presence, she fell smoothly into a deep dream.

It was only less than ten minutes.

Bird, who had been preparing a speech for half an hour, was speechless. He was thinking about using this little brat who was not sleeping in the middle of the night as a pillow and having a good sleep before speaking.

But after thinking about it, sleeping here was not a good idea. What if the maid found out tomorrow morning? It would damage my reputation and people would mistake me for someone who was obsessed with that kind of thing - this was a different world. Copper smelting could no longer enrich a country and strengthen its military. This was the age of magic, and it required a great magician.

Then move back?

It feels so troublesome.

After a moment of contemplation, Bird smiled sinisterly and walked to the door of a room at the other end of the corridor. He reached out and knocked twice gently: "Ahem, Mary, are you asleep?"

No response.

Bird knocked twice instead: "Mary, Mary, are you asleep?"

That night, Mary did not sleep either.

Chapter 5: Sweating

At eight o'clock the next morning, Avril woke up in the soft big bed in her bedroom.

"Ok?"

Her memory of last night was a little fuzzy. She vaguely remembered that she couldn't sleep and ran to find Bird without knowing what to do.

Bird happened to be asleep too, so she asked him to tell her a story.