Ignoring that tsundere Discipline Elder, I’ve finally started tasting the simple joys of life among peers.

My engagement with Lorian was postponed until adulthood, and the little one didn’t throw a tantrum. She remained my obedient childhood friend.

Fuu’s actions were suspicious, but he did cover for my troublesome nature a few times.

Fuu’s younger sister, little Flan, pleased me even more. With my support, she reclaimed her dreams. Her new legit work sold well, and she even reformed successfully, holding a bustling book signing!

After all, teachers going legit always draw attention.

...

Dawn.

Just as I finished dressing neatly to sneak a peek at Flan’s signing, my bedroom door burst open with force.

Only one person in all Rosric dared disturb the Hero’s son while changing clothes.

“Brother Arisa! It’s a rest day—let’s go on a date!”

Lorian’s voice froze instantly. I was bare-chested, shirtless.

Hmph… What’s to be shy about? We bathed together as kids.

“Ah, sorry. I have other plans today.”

In my rush to change, I missed the bamboo basket held by Head Maid Miss Roberta outside.

After swiftly buttoning my shirt, tying the bow tie, and slipping on my coat, I sighed at my growing “cross-dressing skills” and pulled the wig from my clothes.

“Flan’s signing is today. I must buy her book. Can we reschedule the date?”

“Flan?”

Lorian tilted her head, then recalled her identity.

“Ah… those elf sisters…”

No, brother and sister.

Seeing Lorian’s disappointed look, I almost explained. But outside, the usually calm Miss Roberta seemed unusually impatient.

“Alisha Da! With respect, Her Highness prepared ingredients for days just to be with you today. The basket—”

“Roberta, leave us.”

As she turned away, Lorian’s smile brightened like always.

After dismissing the maid, she pounced on me with a pout.

“Then let’s hold the date where you’re going? Or… would I be a bother?”

“Not at all!”

So please stop pinching my waist—it hurts… ow…

...

Flan, the legendary underground big shot “Whisper Teacher,” erased her dark past. She began her “reformation plan” with harmonious, mainstream works.

Today’s packed signing in Luo City proved her success.

By the time Lorian and I arrived, the crowd surrounded Flan in layers. I could barely see an elf, masked and sunglassed, signing books.

We’d have to wait for the crowd to thin before getting close.

“Lorian… sorry for bringing you here.”

I glanced at her clinging tightly to my waist.

My princess childhood friend, innocent as she was, had no defense against such chaos.

She pressed her head to my chest like a chick, clinging on. Only my faint sweet scent seemed to calm her.

“Let’s find a place to rest first…”

“No.”

Lorian grabbed my sleeve, then gently bit my shirt.

“That’d make me feel like I’m holding you back.”

Honestly, without her, I’d have slipped in magically to grab the signed book already.

I’d never say that aloud to Lorian. Today, I’d already taken advantage of her obedience too much.

Waiting outside wasn’t bad—I soon spotted familiar faces.

Furide, fully disguised, tried to “anonymously” buy his sister’s doujinshi.

Serica, Whisper Teacher’s hardcore fan, charged in like a wild buffalo and vanished.

You two could just ask Flan tonight! A signed book? Easy.

Finally, I even spotted Discipline Elder Miss Beren. She wasn’t “inspecting discipline”—her crumpled bills gave her away.

How slow-witted are these elves? Hide your long ears before your faces!

...

I sighed. Then Lorian, still clinging, spoke with a hint of defiance.

She ignored the sneaky elves, staring gloomily at Flan through the crowd.

“Brother Arisa… are girls who draw weird adult doujinshi really that popular?”

This… is there even an answer?

Lorian, why ask the “who’d you save if Mom and I fell in water” question?

As I hesitated, she muttered softly.

“Mother was right… Brother Arisa isn’t that castle-hiding prince anymore. So many vixens outside. If I don’t act…”

“Lorian?”

Her expression looked unsettling. I waved a hand before her eyes.

She looked up, smiling brightly as usual.

“I’ve decided, Brother Arisa! I’ll learn to draw too!”

Was it my imagination? Her smile had seemed scary just now.

...

Huh? Wait…

“What did you just say you’re going to do!?”