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Ian didn't want to discourage her, so he told a little lie:

“It sounds nice—but I’ve never heard it before.”

"Nero, where did you find such a song?"

"Hmm~" Little Nero stood on tiptoe and gently drew circles on the ground as if dancing.

"Teacher, do you want to know?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded, "I do want to know."

"Then bring something to me in exchange--!" Little Nero stuck out his tongue mischievously, "Otherwise, you have no right to know!"

"This……"

Ian didn't expect that she would continue to insist on her "equivalent exchange" at this time, so he could only smile helplessly.

"No, Nero."

"The teacher can't produce anything - I'm afraid this deal has to be cancelled."

"Eh?!"

Upon hearing this, little Nero immediately became anxious.

She grabbed Ian's hand and stamped her little feet.

"Hmm! Teacher, why don't you just ask me what I want? Maybe it's actually easy to do?!"

"..."

[To be fair, you don't really want to continue this so-called "deal" with Little Nero. ]

[After all, the "secret" she just promised to tell you has not been fulfilled yet. ]

[Just looking at little Nero's expectant expression, you can't bear to ruin this mood. ]

【Finally, you chose a compromise method. 】

[You decide to return to the previous question after "closing" the deal to understand her true thoughts.]

[What does this little guy want to learn? ]

"Ok."

Ian squatted down so that his eyes could be at the same height as little Nero.

"So Nero, what do you want the teacher to give in exchange?"

Seeing that the teacher had finally "fallen" into his trap, little Nero raised his head and looked at the man with his bright eyes.

"Hmm, then please touch my head~"

No wonder it’s said to be simple.

It turned out that he wanted to touch her head himself.

But this is not a bad thing - at least it is much more acceptable than the previous request of "riding" on me.

"I see. It's really simple."

Ian reached out and gently stroked Nero's soft golden hair.

It feels like knitted wool, soft and smooth, but with a more dazzling luster.

To be honest...it's a pretty good feeling indeed.

But it's not the crux of the matter right now.

Ian gently rubbed little Nero's head while continuing to ask the previous questions.

"So—how did this song come about?"

"I made it myself!" said the little Nero proudly, "Teacher, isn't it great?!"

No surprise answer.

It totally fits her mysterious confidence.

Ian wasn't surprised at all.

"Hmm~" Little Nero stretched out his hand and put it on Ian's shoulder.

“Teacher! How’s it going? Do you think I’m awesome now?!”

"I have decided to sing this song more often in front of others!"

"..."

【This is a nightmare declaration.】

[After what happened just now, you have deeply realized how terrible Nero's singing is. 】

[If we allow her to spread her songs, it will probably turn into a hellish scene.]

[This is not a good thing for you - after all, methods like the one just now cannot be used all the time.]

[For the Agrippina family, it is an even more terrible shame. ]

【You decide to stop her from having this disastrous idea. 】

"That...Nero." Ian said.

"Well, what's wrong?" After expressing his "ambitions", little Nero looked at the teacher in front of him.

The wheezing sound showed that she was quite happy at the moment.

"Well...if it's okay--" Ian pulled his hand back from little Nero's head.

"Can you sing the song just now to the teacher alone?"

"Eh?"

Little Nero blinked his eyes.

She was so happy just now, but now she blushed and looked as if she was shy.

"Teacher...what do you mean?"

"nothing."

In order to prevent the disaster, Ian decided to bear the pain from Nero's singing himself.

"The teacher just thinks your singing is very interesting - if possible, I hope to give you some individual guidance in this area."

"Do you want to?"

"..."

"Yes! Of course I do!" Little Nero happily held Ian's hands.

"I understand - from now on, I will only sing this song in front of the teacher!"

"That's good." Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't imagine Nero's singing echoing in the streets and alleys of Ubiolum.

That's too scary.

In comparison, it is obviously much more cost-effective to let myself take on this kind of thing alone - it can also be regarded as taking responsibility for today's performance.

Just as Ian was thinking this, he felt a small warmth on his cheek.

The man soon realized that it was little Nero who kissed him.

"Nero, you..."

"Hmm~" Little Nero put his hands behind his back, "Don't mind it - Teacher, you have been my mount for the whole day, this is the feed~"

"..."

It's a thank you.

Ian wiped his face.

"Nero, girls shouldn't just thank people like this."

"But I'm not casual!"

"what?"

"Hmm, nothing~" Little Nero smiled brightly, "By the way, teacher, don't you want to know what I plan to study?"

"Well, yes." Ian didn't shy away from it.

"Then I'll tell you now—"

Little Nero put his hands on his hips, looking like he was trying to show off.

"teacher."

"I want to learn the knowledge that will allow me to become an emperor!"

392. Little Nero's Physical Therapy/The Emperor's Dream/Awkward Situation (4k)

【You are extremely surprised by what Little Nero said. 】

[You have imagined many ideas that she would throw out at this time, but you have never expected such a grand wish. ]

You quickly realize that this is not something that can be discussed casually.

【At least--】

【Now it is not. 】

"..."

Ian stopped little Nero from speaking.

"Stop for a moment, let's go back and talk."

Although he didn't know why his teacher reacted so strongly, little Nero still nodded obediently.

After what happened today, she liked her teacher even more.

Ten minutes later.

Inside Agrippina's Palace.

Ian and little Nero sat facing each other in a room.

The man's face was very serious, and it was obvious that he was worried about what he had just heard.

On the contrary, little Nero looked relaxed, as if he was just sharing some normal things with his teacher.

But she soon noticed that something was wrong with her teacher's expression.

"Hmm? Teacher, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so uncomfortable? Did you catch a cold on the way back?"

After voicing such speculations, little Nero stretched out his hand and wanted to touch his teacher's forehead to prove that his previous idea was not wrong.

But Ian was in no mood for such things right now.

Or rather, he felt that what he needed to care about at the moment were not these.

"Nero." The man stopped little Nero's hand, looked at the innocent and lovely girl in front of him, and asked in a very serious tone.

"Are you serious about what you just said?"

"You...really want to learn the knowledge to become an emperor, and not something else?"

"Hmm?" Little Nero withdrew his hand and then muttered.

"My words are so difficult for the teacher to understand. I really want to learn the knowledge to become an emperor. I am not kidding."

"of course."

Little Nero met the teacher's gaze and spoke without any fear.

"If you really want to know, I don't just want to learn how to become an emperor."

"Hmm... I'm also interested in music performances like the one just now!"

"..."

This is a fairly honest answer.