Noooooooooo~!!

Ahahaha!!

Stop it! Mommy, please stoooooop~

Crash!

The door of the room suddenly flies open, I try to look at the figure which flew in, but my eyes are watery and my sight blurry.

"Latifaaaaaa! Who dares to hurt my Latif- ... Eh?"

Oh, it's Miss's voice.

Miss, please save me.

I'm going to die at this rate.

I don't want to be Mommy's prisoner anymore!!

"What are you two doing...?" Miss says with her eyebrows lips twitching.

"What we are doing? I should ask you the same? What about your match? What about you saying 'my Latifa'? Although Latifa is technically your servant, don't forget who has her paper in possession. She's basically mine, not yours!" Mommy says teasingly.

"What!" Miss shouts a pale face.

"Unless..."

"Unless...?"

"We set the date?"

"The date? Date of wha- ......!!" Miss's face suddenly reddens.

Is she alright?

She's not sick or injured from the fight, is she?

"What date!?" Miss Eleanor suddenly shouts.

Yeah, yeah! What date!

I, of course, know what date they are talking about.

I would just like Mommy and Miss to explain to Miss Eleanor who is not in the known.

"Hmmm? Perhaps Mother is talking about the date she will hand Latifa's papers to little Mei?" Miss Tinesia says with a hand on her chin.

Ah, so that's it!

Of course, I knew about it.

"... You two blockhead girls really resemble your father too much. At least the person herself understood the meaning of my words..." Mommy says with a sigh.

What!?

That was not it!?

Then, what it's about!?

... Naturally, I know. I'm just asking for Miss Eleanor's and Miss Tinesia's sake.

Great maids should always report important information to their masters.

I glance at Sophia.

En, she's nodding.

... Does she understand?

As expected of Sophia!!

As someone who admires Sophia, it should be the matter of course, to understand as well.

And I do! Yup!

"Awu!"

"Latifa?" Mommy looks at me.

Oops, looks like I tried to be way too convincing.

"Awuawu..." It's nothing...

"Okay, if you say so. So, Meira. What about your match?" Mommy changes the subject.

The red blush suddenly disappears from Miss's face, and she frowns.

"Dunno."

"Dunno?"

"Umu. Dunno."

"How can you not know!?"

Mommy suddenly shouts and looks out from the window.

"Fuu... you idiot! You burned your brother to crisp!"

"Ah... I did?" Miss tilts her head and looks from the window.

I who was finally freed also stand up and take a look.

What I see is...

Pitch black-

"-Awu!"

"Be a good girl and don't look Latifa. Okay?" Mommy suddenly blocks my view with her hand.

"Cough, cough. Oops, I guess?"

Although my view is blocked, I can imagine Miss sticking her tongue out and knocking on her forehead for some reason.