My Prime Minister is so cute

Of course I'm disappointed! You've ruined a young man's dream!

At this time, Mary next to him was laughing so hard that her whole body was about to burst. She was holding the door frame and shaking wildly without any manners. It was completely different from what she promised before leaving, that she would stand by and not speak unless allowed.

"Haha, hahaha, hahaha." Mary said breathlessly, "So, Bird, you kept it a secret for so long just to meet a little girl, hahaha! If you like little girls, isn't Miss Avril a ready-made one? Hahaha."

"Shut up Snow Leopard!"

Bird glared at her fiercely, then turned and said, "Sorry, this is Maid Mary. She has a rather direct personality, so please don't mind."

"It's okay, I understand."

Sophia glanced at the giggling maid and said, "For those who haven't received sufficient education and extensive practice in complex grammar, more popular and direct expressions may be more suitable for them."

The smile on Mary's face gradually disappeared. She thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "Are you saying that I have a low level of education?"

"No."

Sophia flatly denied it.

Mary was skeptical and looked at Bird beside her inquiringly.

"Mary, you're too sensitive," Bird shook his head. "Ms. Sophia simply meant to say that she understands your lack of language skills and won't take your rudeness to heart. She didn't mean to mock you at all."

Mary: “?”

At this time, Maid Mary looked at the two of them and suddenly realized something.

People gather in kind, and things are divided into groups.

She should have been mentally prepared from the beginning for the kind of person who could become friends with Bird.

When Mary had her epiphany.

At this time, Bird was finally sure of the other party's identity.

Although her appearance was slightly different from what he had imagined, the person in front of him seemed to be the Sophia Gray he had been chatting with for six years.

Chapter 14 I think I am

After a brief exchange at the door, the three of them went into the house first.

Mary did not forget the purpose of following here this time. Although she confirmed that the other party was not the big-breasted magician she had imagined, she still watched vigilantly, as if she would go back and report if there was any abnormality.

But her movements were a little obvious. Sophia's gaze stayed on Mary for a while, then she looked at Bird.

Bird nodded slightly.

Sophia nodded and said, "Miss Mary, I have a companion named Sarah Adela. Could you please go find her?"

Mary hesitated for a moment. "Well, that's no problem. Where is Miss Sarah? What does she look like?"

"Sarah is about my age and height. Her hair is a bright red. She's wearing a black cape with a big hood that covers her entire face. It's very eye-catching."

Sophia said, "As for her location, she should be in the town's bookstore, or maybe at a used bookstall. In any case, it's best to look for her somewhere with books."

"She's really a girl who loves reading," Bird said with emotion.

In the entire territory of the Nad family, he has not met anyone who loves reading except himself - but there is one who likes to listen to bedtime stories.

"No, I was just secretly picking out pornographic books. After all, Sarah always seems to have a bigger collection every time I go to a new place," Sophia denied. "But her writing is indeed good. She used to contribute to newspapers frequently. She even helped write the paper I sent to the newspaper."

The above was Sophia's serious answer, but it was obvious that the two people present did not take it seriously at all.

"Understood. I'll go get Miss Sarah right away."

Mary said this, and stood up and left.

After watching him leave, Bird wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Finally, he got rid of him."

Although I don't know the reason, I have a hunch that nothing good will happen if Mary is around.

Sophia turned her head and stared at Bird with her azure eyes, the same color as her hair. "No wonder I always felt that your attitude towards speaking was a lot more distant after we met. Is it because of that maid following you that you can't relax?"

"How could that be? I've always spoken like this." Bird denied.

"really?"

Sophia said calmly, "But if it was you in the old days when we exchanged letters, you would definitely care about what I was wearing when we met, and compliment me on how well it suited me."

As she spoke, she took off the slippers provided by the hotel and squatted on the sofa, revealing her slender feet wrapped in white stockings. "Look, you once said that black stockings are more suitable for mature and sexy women, and white stockings are more suitable for innocent girls, so I deliberately wore white stockings."

"But you didn't even glance at it today. If it weren't for the familiar way you used words and sentences, I would have almost suspected that you were the Bird Nader in the letter."

If Mary were here, she would definitely be shocked at what the hell you two talk about in your letters, and then she would fulfill her duty on this trip, writing everything down in a little notebook and preparing to report it to the lord's daughter when she gets back.

Bird also felt like he was shooting himself in the foot at this moment.

Of course, the correspondence with a 24-year-old mature woman would be more uninhibited, but he did not expect that the person he was communicating with was a 14-year-old girl, and he had been communicating in a similar style for 6 years... Of course, it was not this style at the beginning, but it gradually became more uninhibited.

As for what style...

To use a description that is more in line with the habits of ordinary people and closer to public understanding, it is probably...X harassment.

"Oh, of course I am me, I am Bird Nard." He tried to find a way to explain, "But you know, many people's styles in letters and in real life are not the same - for example, a taciturn person may talk a lot in the newspaper..."

"So you're saying you're a decent person in real life?" Sophia asked. "Do you think you are?"

"I think I am."

Bird nodded seriously.

"Pfft..." Sophia couldn't help but smile, "Okay, now I'm sure it's you who's so shameless."

Bird's mouth twitched at that time, and he thought to himself, why is he still cursing?

"Then, sir," Sophie smiled, "could you please give this old pen pal of yours a gentleman's hug?"

"Oh, of course."

Bird said, opening his arms.

As a result, Sophia stood up from her seat, walked to him, then turned around and sat down with her little butt facing Bird's thigh.

Bird was completely unprepared, and his arms, which had been open, did not close as planned.

"Sir," Sophia urged, "hold me. This is our first meeting, and you just agreed."

"Sorry, the hug I thought of might be different from this," Bird said. "The hug I understand is a positive one."

"Do you need me to turn around?"

Sophia asked back.

"Well, let's do it this way. Actually, it's fine to face away from each other." Bird said as he gently hugged Sophia... The magician's body was light and warm, a bit like a large heated hot water bottle.

Compared to hugging Sophia with her back to him while she sits facing him on his lap, it seems healthier to hold her like this.

Besides, after getting used to it for a while, I found that it was actually nothing special. It felt similar to when the lady of the lord sat on it...

"Anyway, congratulations to our high-level magician, Miss Sophia Gray." After a moment of acclimatization, Bird got down to business. "What are your thoughts now? A 14-year-old high-level magician must have a bright future, right?"

"Boundless future? Not bright future is more like it."

Sophia rested her head on Bird's chest. "I don't have a mentor I know, no one to introduce me to. I'm a wildling, a marginal figure in the Magic Association, constantly ostracized. Even the benefits I'm supposed to receive require me to apply for various things."

"Logically, six years ago, when you sent me that letter about alternating current and direct current and I developed the conversion magic circle, I should have been a high-level magician. But I was stuck in the Magic Association for six years. Now you know what my future holds, right?"

"This is the first time I've heard you say this."

Bird was slightly surprised.

"Because I didn't know who you were before. What if you were a magician from some sect? Writing a letter of denunciation would have put me in a state of ruin." Sophia shook her head and said, "Now that I know you're an ordinary person and have no connection to the Magic Association, I naturally dare to speak out."

Chapter 15 Blueberry-flavored Child

For ordinary people, high-level magicians are already out of reach, but they also have their own troubles.

Bird thought for a moment and said, "So, you're short of money now?"

"If it's just about living, the benefits of a high-level magician are more than enough."

Sophia fumbled in her pockets and pulled out a bulging white wallet. She pinched it in her palm, "But it's far from enough for research. It's too expensive, and I don't see any solution."

"What if I have a solution?" Bird said with a smile.

"Do you have any idea?"

Sophia's eyes lit up, and she stuffed her small white wallet into Bird's palm. "Who do you know of this sucker? Introduce me."

"No, no, no, I don't know any suckers... Lean forward."

Bird stretched out his hand and pulled out a blueprint of the Magic Power Machine (revised) from his pocket, handing it over along with the small white wallet. "Take a look at this."

The magician's back was pressed against Bird's chest, and her smooth blue hair was against his chin, bringing with it a faint blueberry-like fruity aroma that penetrated his nostrils, making people want to bury their noses in it and sniff hard, but this seemed a little too perverted, and it violated the teachings of the Great Demon Sect, so Bird held back.

Now, by taking the blueprint, I finally pushed the magician lady away a little, and the impulse also subsided.

"what is this?"

But the good times didn't last long. Sophia took the blueprint and leaned her head against Bird's chest again. "It's a very complicated structure. It should be the design of some kind of magical machine... Hey, wait a minute, there's a magic circle on it."

Sophia is indeed a serious high-level magician.

Although he is not proficient in magical machines, he can see at a glance the ingenuity and perfection of the magic circle design inside.

"My lord gave it to me."

Bird, restraining his impulse, turned away in pain and, incidentally, blamed Avril for the blueprint's origin. "I don't know the source, but it's indeed a new type of magic-powered machine. It's at least five times more efficient than anything currently on the market, and perhaps even more. Once it's fully operational and working, we'll have a steady stream of money."

"Right now, due to the complexity of the magic circle on the blueprint, we just lack a high-level magician to analyze and reproduce it."

"oh?!"

Sophia imagined herself being overwhelmed by the endless flow of funds, her big eyes full of stars, but she quickly calmed down: "What does that have to do with me? This isn't my design. No matter how much your lord earns, there's no reason for him to give me a penny. How much is the money I earn from working?"

"It's true that we won't share any money, but in the future there will be a special research institute that will provide sufficient research funds." Bird had given up resisting at this point, and obeyed his impulse, quietly lowered his head, put the tip of his nose to the magician's hair and sniffed hard.

...Well, it does taste like blueberry, it's not an illusion.

"graduate School?"

Sophia seemed oblivious to Bird's little trick, and instead was confused: "Why would your lord build this? Can she get funding from Parliament?"

"No, that's not the case."

Bird, his urge satisfied, raised his head with a solemn expression, and spoke in a rhythmic voice, "It's mainly because my lord, Miss Avril Nader, is a wise, majestic lord full of lofty ideals. Her future dream is to revitalize this country and nation. She has an endless supply of brilliant ideas that can revitalize the country, and she needs a reliable research institute to realize them."

"So great?"

Sophia tilted her head in confusion. "Since 1314, there are still people like this in our country?"

"To run for office, at least on the surface," Bird shrugged. "The key is to convince others that she is truly trying to revitalize the country and the nation."

"I see. That makes sense, for the sake of running for election."

Sophia nodded in understanding. "Let me summarize. Your lord has nothing right now. He can't even afford to hire a high-level magician. He wants me to work for him for free and promise me a lot of funding in the future."

"At least there's this." Bird pointed to the blueprint.

"Um......."

Sophia bit her finger, staring at the blueprint hesitantly. "The blueprint doesn't look fake. It looks like it could actually work—but let me confirm again, are you really going to build a research institute? That's a huge expense. There are many ways to show you're trying to revitalize the nation."

"Don't worry about that. I will convince the Lord to build a research institute. This is the steward's responsibility."

Bird smiled and said, "If you're still worried, you can always withdraw at that time. We'll also settle the hiring fee. You won't lose anything except your time. Any other questions?"

"It seems there's no more." Sophia thought for a moment and nodded, "Then it's a deal?"

"make a deal."

The two quickly reached a pleasant deal, and Bird even reached out to shake hands with the other party - the magician's hand was small and soft, feeling like a warm marshmallow, making people a little afraid that they would accidentally break it if they squeezed too hard.

The next step is to wait for Sophia's friends to come back and take them back to the territory, and...

"Um, can you get off my lap?"

Bird asked the blueberry-flavored wizard lady.

"Sit a little longer, they won't be back so soon." Sophia leaned back comfortably and muttered, "That's great, he looks much younger than I thought. I thought he was really an old man. I was a little worried before meeting him."

The voice just fell.

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