“Uh. Don’t you understand?”
Ian couldn’t quite comprehend why they were fighting so fiercely over every inch of land in such a small territory.
What was their ultimate goal? Defeating the Demon King.
Power might be necessary to achieve that goal, but land wasn’t.
If they were truly committed to defeating the Demon King—the enemy of humanity—then those with vested interests would cooperate, not compete over territories.
“Try to see the bigger picture, Stella.”
“A bigger picture?”
“Yes. For example… the eradication of the Demon King and peace for mankind?”
“You’re joking.”
Stella, already well aware that the battle between demons and humans had raged on for centuries, dismissed Ian’s words as nothing more than a joke.
In truth, anyone who heard him would have thought the same. Humanity’s territory was steadily shrinking, and their ability to resist the demon invasion was nearing its limit.
“It’s not a joke.”
“…Well, whatever. Just think about what I said, okay? And if someone from another noble family comes to talk to you, don’t respond! Got it?”
“Yeah, yeah.”
With that, Ian parted ways with Stella.
He wasn’t a child, he was aware that he should be avoiding any trouble involving vassals from another noble family. Even if someone danced in front of him wearing a micro b!kini, he was confident he wouldn’t be tempted.
“Fufu, hello? You’re Ian Clark, right?”
However, he quickly understood that ignoring them wouldn’t stop them from coming—it just meant they would try another way…
When he returned to the dormitory and saw a woman with blue hair sitting inside, how was he supposed to feel?
“You’re Ian Clark, right?”
“…Who are you?”
One glance at the ribbon on her collar told him she was an upperclassman. However, that didn’t excuse barging into someone’s room without permission.
She hadn’t even removed her shoes as she sat on his bed. Ian gritted his teeth and glared at her.
“What do you think you’re doing here, Senior?”
“I wanted to see the Academy’s top cadet in person. Aren’t you honored?”
“Oh, sure. And I have you to thank for that, right?”
She ignored his sarcasm and casually crossed one leg over the other, deliberately revealing her th!ghs as if trying to grab his attention.
But Ian’s eyes weren’t on her legs.
They were on her shoes.
‘D*mn it.’
Seeing the dirt from her soles stain his blanket, he let out an inward sigh and walked over to her.
As he approached, her face turned slightly red, and she fidgeted as if caught off guard.
“W-wait, I’m not ready yet—”
“Senior.”
Grabbing her by the back of the collar, Ian lifted her up and dragged her toward the entrance.
With every step, he could feel the dirt smearing across the floor.
“Leave.”
“W-wait—!”
Bang!
There was no need to get involved with someone who climbed onto another person’s bed with their shoes on.
With that in mind, Ian sighed and looked at his now-dirty room.
Especially the footprints on the floor and the bed.
“…Sigh. Empress?”
[Summoner, are you planning to use me as a housekeeper?]
“Just hear me out.”
[…What is it?]
“Don’t you have…you know…something like a cleaning spell—”
[Crackle!]
A sharp ringing noise filled his ears, forcing him to cover them. Resigned, he pulled out a rag from the bathroom instead.
As he begrudgingly cleaned up the mess, there was a sudden bang on the door.
“Ian! Ian Clark! What the hell is this?!”
“…don’t you see that I am cleaning?”
Mop in hand, Ian stepped outside, only to find the senior who had just been thrown out staring at him in disbelief.
“How dare you do this to a senior?! I’m like the sky compared to you!”
“Sure, Senior. And if you’re that high up in the sky, does that mean you’ll take responsibility?”
“H-huh? R-responsibility…? W-we’re not even at that stage yet…”
Her face turned red as she stammered.
But Ian didn’t care whether she blushed or not—he grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back inside.
Perhaps it was the first time someone had handled her so roughly because she stumbled forward in a panic.
“Oh, take off your shoes.”
“W-what!?”
Ignoring her protests, Ian forcibly lifted her feet and yanked off her shoes. Then, he shoved a mop into her hands.
“From here to the bed—clean up all the dirt you tracked in.”
“Why do I have to—?!”
“Senior.”
“…Ugh. You’re such a cruel junior…”
With no choice, she lowered her head and began mopping.
After a while, she realized the mop was dry and hesitantly summoned her spirit.
“…Elquines.”
The water spirit appeared, looking annoyed.
[What is it now? Don’t tell me you called me just to clean up?]
“Please… just this once.”
Elquines sighed but complied, moistening the mop with water.
Watching this, Ian realized something.
“…Wait. If you were going to summon a spirit anyway, why didn’t you just have it mop the floor from the start?”
“Oh.”
[Ah.]
She quickly ordered Elquines to do just that. The water elemental king efficiently cleaned the floor, isolated the dust, and even dried the blankets completely.
At that moment, Ian finally realized who she was.
‘Aire Elnes.’
The daughter of Duke Elnes, one of the Northern Dukes.
Aire Elnes.
A heroine known for being… well, an idiot.
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