Mother and Daughter (7K)

But Mahiro simply smiled, unfazed by Kallen's angry rebuke.

"You think I only see the distorted side of the world? It's more accurate to say you haven't seen enough, Kallen Stadtfeld."

Whether it's the Black Bullet World, the Akame ga Kill World, or the Eminence in Shadow World.

Or perhaps it's the world we live in right now.

Ultimately, aren't all these worlds the same? Like a giant makeshift troupe.

What's the difference?

"[Everyone has their own dreams, and each person's life is wonderful], Kallen, you may not understand the meaning of this sentence yet, but I think you will soon understand... Your idea is indeed correct, but you can't impose your ideas on others. That's just a low-level form of moral blackmail."

Instead, use your actions to inspire those who have become numb and awaken them.

Just like what ZERO did, just like Black Knights did.

Mahiro spoke quietly, and Kallen fell silent because of his words.

But the next second, Mahiro suddenly stood up and said:

"Alright, let's go to your house for a home visit now."

Kallen: "?"

The girl slowly typed a question mark and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

How did the topic jump to a home visit, and it seems he intends to visit the Stadtfeld family?!

Mahiro, however, maintained his unchanging smile, as if nothing had happened, and said:

"Don't look so surprised. To be honest, this was exactly why I came out today. I just happened to run into you Kallen, on the way."

After saying that, Mahiro turned and left, urging Kallen to hurry up and follow.

Watching his departing figure, Kallen gritted her teeth in resentment and cursed inwardly:

"That willful bastard!"

However, she ultimately decided to follow them.

Chapter 267 Mother and Daughter (7K)

As the sun set, the sky gradually turned orange-red.

Led by Kallen, he returned to the mansion he had seen the previous night, but it was already evening.

As dusk settled, Kallen, just like any other girl, led him through the gates of the Western-style mansion.

Crossing the courtyard and arriving at the entrance, Kallen stepped forward, inserted her ID card into the reader, and opened the door.

At that moment, a woman dressed as a maid came out from inside to greet them.

"Welcome back, Miss Kallen. And this is..."

Seeing that Kallen had brought a boy back today, although he didn't have Britannia face, his imposing presence gave off a faint air of superior authority, which made the maid hesitate.

However, Kallen did not answer her question.

Instead, seeing that obsequious face only made Kallen even more irritable. Ignoring the maid's fawning smile, she grabbed Mahiro and headed upstairs.

But Mahiro remained where he was, and smiled at the maid:

"Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Kallen Stadtfeld's teacher, Mahiro Zi Britannia."

"Ah..."

The maid covered her mouth in surprise.

"Teacher, weren't you going to make a home visit? Come up with me."

Kallen gripped his arm tightly, seemingly trying to prevent him from interacting too much with the maid.

However, the maid still showed no intention of leaving Kallen's side and continued to follow behind her.

"Miss Kallen... if the teacher is going to make a home visit, should I go and call Madam?"

You...

Even when she was already upset, Kallen was still clinging to her so persistently. Even with Yotsuba Mahiro present, Kallen couldn't help but want to curse him out.

So she turned around, about to lash out, when she happened to see the maid's face.

"... What's wrong? You look tired."

The room light illuminated the woman's face, Kallen clearly noticed that her complexion was very poor, ashen and yellowish, with faint dark circles around her eyes.

The maid tilted her head in surprise at her question, then smiled and bowed, saying:

"That's not true, thank you for your concern."

"Tsk..."

Kallen clicked her tongue in disgust, completely ignoring Mahiro's attitude, and dragged him upstairs.

As soon as they reached the second floor, they encountered a gorgeously dressed blonde woman.

"You actually brought a boy home, that's quite unexpected."

A cold voice drifted into his ears. On the second floor of the open hall, the woman looked him and Kallen up and down.

The woman was probably around 40 years old. Although she had a decent appearance, her heavy makeup was quite unsettling, especially the brightly colored lipstick on her lips, which inexplicably reminded people of poison.

"Not only do you come home early, but you don't even go to school. Honestly, do you think you can do whatever you want just because your father has returned to his home country?"

The woman said irritably, but her gaze fell on Mahiro.

When she first saw his face, her brows furrowed slightly, but upon noticing his attire and the aura he exuded, she hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding to him.

However, just as she turned her gaze to Kallen and the maid below with disdain, about to lash out, Mahiro stepped forward.

"Hello, I think you must be Earl Stadtfeld?"

"Yes, you are..."

"I am a teacher at the Ashford Academy, and Kallen's homeroom teacher, Mahiro Zi Britannia."

Britannia...?!

The woman's eyes widened slightly, as if she had thought of something. The cold displeasure on her face vanished instantly, replaced by an elegant, ingratiating smile.

"So it's you. I've heard the head of the family mention you. You used to be a royal tutor, right?"

"Those are all things of the past. Now I'm just a lowly homeroom teacher at the Ashford Academy."

Hearing the two of them chatting and laughing, and seeing the woman's unprecedentedly fawning smile, Kallen's brows furrowed deeply once again.

Was this man's status really that high in Britannia?

Although she was somewhat familiar with the Britannia surname, she was completely unaware of Mahiro's influence on the royal family and noble clans.

The woman continued to smile obsequiously:

"Mr. Mahiro, you flatter me. May I ask what brings you to the Stadtfeld family's home today?"

"Nothing special, I just came to pay a visit to the Stadtfeld family as Kallen's homeroom teacher."

"Oh, that's truly an honor! Please come in."

The woman, feeling extremely apprehensive, welcomed him into the living room and instructed the servants to prepare tea.

However, during this process, she completely ignored the maid downstairs, instead telling her to get out of the way as if she were an eyesore.

The maid dared not disobey, and could only bow to them with a smile before leaving.

"I'm sorry Mahiro, I've made you laugh."

As the woman spoke, she gestured for a maid she had hired from Britannia to pour him a cup of black tea.

The rising steam blurred their vision, and a rich, mellow aroma of tea filled the living room.

"Mr. Mahiro, Kallen must have caused you a lot of trouble at school, right?"

"That's not the case. Mrs. Kallen is doing very well. She has excellent grades, gets along well with her classmates, and recently joined the Student Council."

"Sigh, Mr. Mahiro, you don't need to speak well of her. Although Kallen isn't my biological daughter, I know a lot about her."

The woman seemed troubled as she touched her cheek, picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and left a red lipstick mark on the rim of the cup.

Then she started complaining to him.

He stays out all night, skips school, and even seems to frequent residential areas, showing absolutely no respect for discipline.

She complained to him like an old mother who was having a headache over her children.

This completely reversed the situation, which was originally supposed to be him reporting on Kallen's situation that day.

This is utterly upside down!

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I've talked so much without realizing it, and it's already this late."

The woman looked down at the time and realized it was already seven o'clock, and the servants had already come to inform them that dinner was ready.

"Mr. Mahiro, how about you stay for dinner?"

"No need."

Mahiro shook his head and declined the invitation, then slowly stood up and said, "I have some things to take care of, and someone is waiting for me to have dinner when I get back, so I won't bother you any longer."

"Really? That's a pity. I hope we'll have the chance to meet again in the future."

After politely shaking hands with the woman's outstretched hand, Mahiro left.

He was escorted all the way to the courtyard. The woman originally wanted her family's driver to take him back, but Mahiro politely declined, saying he wanted to enjoy the night breeze.

However, the real reason was that a fiery red figure ran out of Stadtfeld's mansion and quietly followed behind him.

"Since you've chosen to come along, let's talk some more."

Mahiro for a while, he found a public bench, sat down, and patted the spot next to him.

And the figure emerged from the darkness because of his voice.

It was Kallen.

She silently walked to the other end of the bench and sat down.

What did you and that woman talk about?

"Nothing."

Mahiro shrugged and said, "We just chatted about some things about your school life, and your stepmother also complained to me a little about your behavior at home, like not coming home at night."

He spoke quietly like that.

It didn't sound like a conversation between a teacher and students at all; it sounded more like a casual chat between friends.

The weather has already turned cold, but it's still relatively cool for late autumn, especially since today's weather is quite nice.

Looking out, besides the myriad lights of homes blazing with neon colors, one can also see the twinkling stars in the dark night sky, and from time to time, a few withered yellow maple leaves drift down from the trees along the roadside.

"Speaking of which, that maid must be your mother, Kallen."

"!"

Upon hearing this, Kallen's body trembled slightly, and she raised her head slightly, her astonished gaze seeming to ask, "How did you know?"

"Of course I know, because your face shapes are very similar," Mahiro said with a grin.

Although Kallen has half Britannia blood, her facial features have not changed much, retaining the delicacy and beauty of her mother's side, making her beautiful even without makeup.

As for physique, he inherited the advantages from his father, or rather, the advantages from Britannia.

Very voluptuous.

The convex parts are convex, and the concave parts are concave; the proportions are balanced.

It combines Eastern characteristics with Western aesthetics.