The Expelled Boy Does All Sorts of Things with the Onee-sans He Saved. - Chapter 011: My Mother Is Extremely Competent at Her Job

Chapter 011: My Mother Is Extremely Competent at Her Job

“Al, are you okay? What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Ah, it’s my mother. As you can tell, she’s very overprotective.

“I’m fine, Mom. There’s nothing wrong with me.”

“But you didn’t contact me for a whole day! Of course I’d think something happened!”

Her intuition is sharp. Since it’s actually true, I can’t argue back.

“See? Just like I thought. Mom can tell everything from the way you breathe.”

That’s scary. Please stop — there are going to be all sorts of things happening from now on.

“I’m really okay. It’s just…”

“Just?”

“There’s something I need to report to you, Mom.”

This communication room is a space where only me and the person I’m talking to can hear each other — nothing leaks outside.

So I told my mother everything: that I was expelled from the party, that I bought slaves, and that those slaves turned out to be extremely famous people from foreign countries.

Mom stayed silent and listened the entire time. I was grateful for that.

But even after I finished speaking, there was no reply from her. What’s wrong?

“Sorry, Al. Mom just took care of a little work.”

“Eh? What did you do?”

“First, I canceled all business dealings with that trash’s family and cut off all investments into the businesses they run. I always hated that ducal house — they’re incompetent but ridiculously stingy.”

She said something outrageous in such a gentle voice. As expected, Mom is amazing.

Come to think of it, I had completely forgotten — Dan’s family is a ducal house. Our country does have a nobility system. The only difference is that we have a Grand Duke instead of a King.

That being said, Dan’s family has a very long history but owes my family a massive amount of money.

Thinking about it now, I’m surprised he could act so arrogantly toward me. He’s older, but I wonder if he even understood his own position. He certainly had plenty of pride, though.

“……Um, Mom?”

“Hm? What is it, Al?”

“No, never mind. Also—”

“Ah, right. I’ve already arranged it through your uncle so the three of them can stay in this country under the status of political refugees. It’s fine now.”

My uncle is Mom’s younger brother. I forget which department exactly, but he’s a minister of something.

“……Mom?”

“What?”

“Isn’t that a bit too fast?”

“It’s fine. In exchange, your uncle said he wants them to lend their strength if anything happens, so please tell them that.”

“Ah, understood.”

I think my mother is incredible, but at the same time, she’s terrifying.

“But can they move around yet?”

“It’s still a bit difficult. I’m planning to have them do rehabilitation for about a week.”

“You’re so kind. Alright then. I’ll send money to that hotel, so stay as long as you want.”

“Thank you, but once they can walk properly, we’ll return to Versha.”

“Perfect. I’ll be waiting. Let’s go out for a meal together after so long!!”

“Yes, I’m looking forward to it.”

I was about to end the communication spell when I suddenly remembered something.

“Ah, Mom.”

“Hm? What?”

“It’s about Kei-oneechan.”

“Ah, right.”

That’s right. Dan has an older sister named Kei. Her full name is Kei = Sara = Arbonne.

She is far more capable than Dan. She serves as the Captain of the Magic Division in the Grand Duke’s Imperial Guard. Dan bragged about her so much that the whole party went to meet her once. After that, I secretly visited her dormitory many times to have her teach me magic.

She’s a very kind and wonderful person. She pats my head. But when she does, her breathing gets heavy and her face turns red.

I always worry she might have a cold, but she holds her nose and says “I’m fine.”

Since she’s also the person who taught me magic, I want to do something to help her.

“Understood. Leave it to me.”

“Thank you, Mom!!”

I heard a “Hauu!!” sound from the magic circle.

“Mom!? Are you okay?”

“Y-yesh, I’m fiiiine~”

I wonder what happened? Well, I’m sure it’s nothing serious.

“Well then, I’ll hang up now. Mom has work to do.”

“Okay, talk to you later!!”

I ended the call and left the room, then headed back from the lobby to my room.

On the way, employees kept bowing deeply to me. I wish they would stop — it draws too much attention.

When I returned to the room, another incident had occurred.

Elena-san and Rosaria-san were having a physical fight, grappling with each other. Both of them were wildly swinging their golden and black hair, breathing heavily.

They’re still recovering and not fully healed yet…

When I asked Urka-san what happened, she told me Elena-san said something to Rosaria-san, who replied in a way that set Elena-san off.

I already knew their countries had been at war for many years, so they didn’t get along from the start. Since they barely understood each other’s words, they probably thought they were being insulted.

I quickly stepped in to mediate and gave them a lecture.

“Listen. It’s true you two were from enemy countries, but now you’re comrades. Please get along.”

“But Goshujin-sama!! This woman’s attitude is not how one should behave toward their master!”

“She started saying stuff first. I thought she was mocking me for losing to her in the previous war…”

See? They’re completely misunderstanding each other.

I explained everything to both of them in their respective languages.

Once they finally understood, they turned away awkwardly, looking embarrassed.

“Come on, apologize to each other.”

I made them apologize. I told them just lowering their heads was enough, and had them do so.

Phew, somehow it was settled. Good thing no hotel staff came.

I then properly informed the three of them that they had been granted permission to stay in this country and that they were asked to lend their strength in case of emergency. All three happily agreed.

I also handed them books — textbooks for studying the Rouge language.

Urka-san made a reluctant face, but it’s essential if they want to live in this country.

While the three began studying, I started preparing dinner in the kitchen.

A very peaceful time passed.

We still have four more days in our planned stay. She said “as long as you want,” but I’d like to return on schedule if possible.

Until then, I’ll do my best to help the three of them.

What should we do tomorrow? Come to think of it, doesn’t this hotel have a pool on the roof?

T/N: LOTS OF SHOTACONS, NGL