"Nan. Go to the cafeteria and order some food for me. Mutton chops sounds like a fitting celebratory breakfast."
"A-as you wish…! Pardon me, Headmaster."
The boy added as he walked, without even looking over his shoulder, and the maid called out in exasperation before passing the headmaster with a nod.
"Eh? Young Master… both your room and kitchen are…"
"I asked you only to order my food, Nan."
The maid followed after Rotsard, but as the boy took the wrong turn, she called out after him, only to get scoffed at.
When the two parted ways, the bleached-blond-haired boy made his way towards the female dormitory.
With the time of the day being bright and early, there weren't many students he passed, although each one of those who were there was giving him rather nasty side eye.
"...!"
The maid who was approaching the same room as he was, only from the other direction, stopped in place at the sight of him and fearfully covered her face as if expecting an attack.
But he didn't bother with her in the slightest, instead simply knocking on the door and awaiting a response.
"Nnnng… who is it…?"
The voice coming from the inside was mellow and cute.
And yet instead of speaking out, Rotsard knocked again.
"Nnn…? Ann…? Are you carrying something in your teeth again…?"
"...?"
"..."
The girl behind the door grumbled in confusion, causing Rotsard to look at the maid standing a few steps away while covering her face, but she didn't dare to even budge or address the silent question.
The third time was indeed the charm, as knocking on the door one more time prompted the sleepy girl to open it.
"Ann, you're going to damage your teeth…"
That girl was none other than Mira Vultress, the tall, black-haired girl who was Rotsard's fiancee.
She must have left her bed begrudgingly and draped an oversized blanket on top of the already thick set of winter pajamas.
"Nnn…?"
She mumbled while rubbing her eyes drowsily, finally noticing that something was off and the person on the other side of the door wasn't her maid.
"..."
As she lowered her hand, with a face full of adorable confusion, Rotsard, still silent, gently held her wrist and slid something on the ring finger of her left hand.
"Nnng… hmm…?"
Mira was the kind of person who had a hard time getting up early and wasn't fully conscious immediately after waking up, so when Rotsard released her wrist, she pulled her hand back and tried very hard to focus on the foreign object despite her eyelids feeling as if they were lined with lead.
"...n…?"
"Sorry to wake you up. I just couldn't help myself but to visit my lovely future wife and give her a sign that I indeed chose her."
Using the opportunity, Rotsard climbed on his tiptoes and stole a little kiss from Mira's lips, causing her to furrow her brows and let out a small voice due to the cold, before explaining himself…
"...~"
And walking away with a satisfied smile.
"Nnn…? Oh…? Okay…~"
Mira muttered and closed the door, returning to bed, tucking herself in, and going back to slee…
"EH!?"
She suddenly jolted herself upright, with her face crimson red, covering her mouth with both hands…
"?!?!"
She then jolted once more, this time raising her left hand to her face and froze up upon realizing that the object on her ring finger was actually a ring with Rotsard's family crest!
"!!!"
And then, when someone knocked on the door, she panicked, looking around erratically, and finally ended up burrowing herself under the blankets.
"Young Miss…"
"A-Ann…? Oh. Oh… It's you."
When the door opened, Mira, despite all of her bashfulness, peeked through the cover, but upon hearing the voice of her maid, she whimpered and sat up, making a pitiful expression.
"..."
Seeing her like that, the maid held back a comment since her opinion about the bleached-blond-haired boy was exactly the same as everyone within the Academy besides her young miss.
"Young Miss… there are times when you must act a bit shameless if you want to get what you really want."
Instead, she took a deep breath and spoke up while looking to the side, putting aside her own grudges and doing what was best for her master.
"!"
Even though those words caused the black-haired girl to hide her face in her hands and fidget on the spot.
"But… but we shouldn't be dining that just yet…! I haven't made the right preparations for the aftermath…"
"...p-preparations for the aftermath…?"
The girl cried in embarrassment, throwing off the maid and causing her to stutter.
"...if we do what I want then… then we will end up with a baby…"
"!!!"
Mira whispered, blushing so hard that even her ears and neck turned red, causing the maid to straighten her back and stare at her wide-eyed.
"B-baby…!? Young Miss! You are BOLD bold! And here I thought that all you hoped for was another kiss from your fiance…! I never imagined that you straight-up wanted to get impregnated by him…!"
"...eh…? You didn't...? A-Ann…! You tricked me! I hate you!"
The maid fumbled her words before turning away, trying to hide a blush and whisper in exasperation, making the young Miss flinch and then cry out in embarrassment and burrow herself in the blankets out of shame.