Problematic Lolis

Bred had thought he could bring Mosquito Girl along and handle the process of entering the Cipher Pol Agent Academy by himself.

However, cruel reality mercilessly slapped Bred across the face, utterly unmoved by his refined and exceptional handsomeness. It left five bright red finger marks, beat him black and blue, and made him never dare cling to such unrealistic assumptions again...

As the central core of the World Government, the ruler of the world, the area commonly known as the "Holy Land" or Mary Geoise was absurdly vast. Moreover, the Cipher Pol Agent Academy, which was not open to the public, did not appear on any map. So although Bred had gotten ready early in the morning and dressed Mosquito Girl up beautifully, he realized the moment he stepped outside that he had to ask his uncle Raschi for help, because he simply could not find the way.

Fortunately, Raschi was a straightforward man. Serious and meticulous by nature, he responsibly drove Bred there without making fun of him.

On the road.

"This is so uncomfortable, Bred~"

Mosquito Girl grumbled. She was unaccustomed to the constraints of clothing and felt that having her exoskeleton cover her body was enough.

Bred reached out and lightly tapped Mosquito Girl on the forehead, a faint smile on his lips. "Doesn't it look nice? Joanna, this is the dress I picked out for you. It's the first dress of your life. Though it's old, it carries extraordinary meaning."

It was nowhere near as romantic as Bred made it sound. Before leaving, he had simply rummaged through his mother's wardrobe in a hurry and casually found a plain black long dress that fit Mosquito Girl's figure.

For some reason, Mosquito Girl's pretty face reddened. Her lively eyes darted about as she lowered her head and shyly fiddled with the dress.

Bred: "..." What the hell are you being shy about?

"Remember the route, Joanna! From now on, you'll be responsible for taking us back and forth between home and school." Bred tried issuing an order, then added, "I like flying."

Mosquito Girl hurriedly nodded and looked earnestly out the car window.

"Are you sure you're taking her to school with you, Bred?" Raschi glanced at Bred through the rearview mirror. "I don't even know how to explain this to the academy. They definitely won't accept her as an agent trainee, nor will they allow agent trainees to bring along attendants like nannies while attending school."

But Bred replied calmly, "People at the Agent Academy should possess special talents. We'll just lie and say Joanna is my special talent."

"Fine." Raschi was left speechless.

Bred gazed at the majestic, cathedral-like colossal building in the distance beyond the window. "That is Pangaea Castle?"

"Yes, the center of Mary Geoise—the residence of the World Nobles," Raschi answered.

Bred pondered. "Rumor has it that most Celestial Dragons are vile. Is that true?"

"Cipher Pol is the direct force of the Celestial Dragons who rule the world. You are about to become a Cipher Pol reserve. With your aptitude, I believe it won't be difficult for you to enter the ranks of agents. Once you officially join Cipher Pol, you'll have plenty of chances to encounter Celestial Dragons. It won't be too late to form your conclusions then." Raschi did not answer directly, but his philosophical words carried deep meaning. He also added solemnly, "Don't say such things in front of outsiders, Bred."

"Mm," Bred said.

They traveled through Mary Geoise, even reaching its outermost edge, before Raschi finally parked in an area surrounded by pine trees.

The modern high-rises and interior layout made Bred feel as though he had crossed into another world for an instant. But he adjusted quickly and entered through the gates with Raschi.

Before long.

Inside a shared office.

While Raschi discussed Bred's enrollment with the academy administrators, the bored Bred naturally observed his surroundings. His attention was then naturally drawn to something.

More precisely, to a girl. She was around nine or ten years old, with long blue hair tied beneath a headscarf decorated with what looked like embroidered crosses. Her eyebrows and pupils were blue as well. She looked extremely cute, but what was not cute was her aura. She possessed the ferocity of a born hunter, and she had killed people and seen blood. Even though she consciously restrained it, the feeling remained.

The girl's attention was also naturally drawn to Bred, mainly because Mosquito Girl standing behind him was truly eye-catching.

"Esdeath, please~ Consider it a request from your teacher. Stop causing trouble already. This is the third innocent child you've beaten nearly to death! This is the Cipher Pol Agent Academy for training agents, not the North Blue ice fields where your Barutes Clan used to be stationed. You don't need to..."

The girl was being lectured, but the teacher's heartfelt advice was clearly wasted. The girl probably had not heard a single word.

The teacher's nagging ended with, "At this rate, you'll never become an agent, Esdeath."

Esdeath's response was razor-sharp and utterly domineering. "Shut up!"

"You're driving me mad! You rude little savage!"

"Damn it all!!!"

"..."

Bred, who had been watching: "..." There was another crazy one.

"Alright, Bred." Having finished the discussion, Raschi walked over, crouched down, and patted Bred's young shoulder. "The rest is up to you."

Bred nodded. "Thank you, Uncle Raschi."

At that moment.

"Eh? Esdeath, so you really are here!"

A crisp voice sounded as another girl entered through the door—or rather, was carried in by someone else. She was also around nine or ten years old, smaller and more delicate than Esdeath. Her head was topped with messy short green hair, and her face carried an inexplicable confidence that seemed to say, "I didn't come here for training because I got into trouble. I came here to travel and sightsee." She also had a peculiar aura, essentially named—I'm the greatest in the entire world, and no objections are accepted!

"Tornado, what did you do this time?"

"Those idiots with uncontrollable mouths were calling me a little runt behind my back, so I had to prove that they were the short ones. I made them all lie on the ground, and now they're shorter than me~"

"Well done!"

"And what did you do?"

"Me? I just didn't like the look of that idiot, so I beat him up. While I was at it, I tested the interrogation methods the teacher taught us. I feel much better now."

"Wow~!"

Smack!

After a brief exchange, the girls high-fived... probably encouraging each other? They willfully ignored the setting.

Raschi glanced at them, then turned to look Bred in the eye and sighed complicatedly. "I'm a little worried for you, Bred."

P.S.: This newbie asks for your support.