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"Yay! Finally, it's not that ugly guy and the minister who's keeping me company anymore!"

The prince happily threw himself into his arms.

The "ugly fellow" naturally referred to Minister Bill, and the minister was none other than that fat pig Ernest. Makoto knew this very well, but he didn't say anything. He simply coaxed the little prince in his arms like a child.

Now he is certain of one thing: he is indeed very popular with children.

All the things that happened in the past were absolutely not his fault!

But just then, Bonnie muttered to himself, "This little girl who looks like a girl is the future emperor?"

The sound wasn't very loud; although the young prince didn't hear it, everyone else heard it clearly.

"Puch!"

Little Silver, who was behind her, couldn't help but let out a suppressed laugh. With her cheerful and straightforward personality, she was somewhat similar to the single-minded Bonnie, and couldn't hide anything at all.

"Bonnie, don't be rude!"

Cornelia quickly grabbed Bonnie's arm and pulled her over, then covered her mouth with her hand.

But it's too late.

Assassination Minister Bill's icy gaze swept over Bonney, who had just spoken, and Silver, who was trying to suppress his laughter, as he spoke:

"Vice Minister Yotsuba, please remember to discipline them strictly! If there's really no other way, we'll have to use medication to control them."

Bill's voice was very cold.

The last time someone talked back was when that girl named Bonnie started it, followed by the girl from the original Enhancement Group who chimed in. Bill remembered it clearly and had also told Yotsuba about it.

I can't believe it's them again today!

"Hehe, that's true, I will discipline them strictly," Mahiro replied with a smile.

However, he also glanced at Bonnie, who was being protected by Cornelia, and Silver beside him, who had already realized her mistake.

These two girls really know how to stir up trouble.

"Then I'll leave everything to you from now on."

Bill gave him a look.

He then saluted the young prince and gracefully withdrew from the inner courtyard of the palace.

Seeing Bill leave, the little prince's mind immediately started racing, his big eyes darting around.

"Hey, big brother Siye, it's so boring in the yard, why don't you take me out to play? Okay?" Xiaohua grabbed his hand and shook it, acting coquettishly.

The young prince's current demeanor shows absolutely no trace of the majesty expected of someone about to ascend the throne.

On the contrary, they are as innocent and lovely as children.

"No, Your Highness, please be good and hold on for a few more days. We'll be here with you."

Makoto led the little princess... no, the little prince, back to the pavilion and instructed Nahashu and the others to hide around the courtyard and plant sentries.

He was too lazy to use the cliché of danger, and there was really no problem with taking the little prince out to play.

He was just too lazy to do that; wouldn't it be better to stay in the palace and relax?

"Ugh... I thought a handsome older brother like you would be different from them, but it turns out you're just as rigid as Father and the ministers."

The little prince tried awkwardly to escape from his grasp, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from that large hand.

When the maids inside saw that Zhenxun had boldly led the young prince back into the room, they were so frightened that they dared not move.

It's worth noting that every time the head of the assassination department came, it was only through persuasion that the young prince was sent back.

Isn't this new guy a bit too audacious?!

Is it rigid?

Mahiro released her and gently stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Just as the young prince was about to sneak out of the pavilion again, he suddenly blocked his way as if he had teleported.

"You... wait? Big brother, what's that square thing you're holding?"

The young prince was about to reprimand him, but then he saw that Zhenxun was holding a square-shaped object with colorful patterns on it.

"This is called a Rubik's Cube, and it's a gift I want to give to Your Highness."

Mahiro handed the scrambled Rubik's Cube to the little prince and gave her a brief lesson on how to play it. "Didn't Your Highness say that I'm as rigid as a minister?"

To prove that's not the case, I promised Your Highness that if you could solve this Rubik's Cube—that is, twist all the faces to the same color—I would take you out to play. How about it?

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"Of course it's true, and I would never lie to Your Highness."

"Okay, pinky promise! If I solve this thing called a Rubik's Cube, you have to take me out to play!"

The young girl displayed a rare, youthful air of authority.

But the demands they made were so naive.

However, Mahiro did not laugh at her. Instead, he fulfilled the girl's wish and gently hooked his fingers with hers.

From that moment on, he made a small promise with the young princess.

To his surprise, a simple Rubik's Cube was enough to appease the young prince.

For several days in a row, the little prince stopped crying and demanding to go out, and he did not try to run away. He stayed obediently in the attic, which was like a prison.

My daily routine consists of eating, sleeping, and studying Rubik's Cubes; sometimes I don't even eat.

Do you really want to go out and have fun?

He found it amusing and even suggested taking the young prince out for a walk, but surprisingly, he was firmly and righteously refused!

She said she had to keep her promise and would only go out to play after she solved the Rubik's Cube!

Otherwise, he would never step out of the attic.

Well, I didn't expect this young prince to be so stubborn, but Masahiro didn't say anything, and things calmed down.

This also allowed him to focus on managing the elite team.

In addition to their daily daytime disguises and spies, they also patrol every night, working in pairs to cover the night shift. The eight of them can be spread out over two days, completely staggering their schedules.

Give them time to rest and recuperate.

"Lord Yotsuba, I'm going on night patrol. Since you have some free time now, I hope you can use this time to discipline Cornelia and the others."

Night time.

When it was time for the night watch, Nahashu suggested this to Mahiro.

Nahashu remembered the incident very clearly.

The purpose of doing this was not to meddle, but to genuinely consider the well-being of this elite team.

Makoto was well aware of this.

After all, Bonnie and Silver really are a lot of troublemakers.

After Nahashu and Green left, the girls who had finished bathing swarmed in.

"Huh?! It's Lord Yotsuba! Aren't you going to accompany the young prince today?!"

Upon seeing him, the girls were overjoyed and surrounded him with a flurry of chatter.

Because Makoto has been taking care of the little prince these past few days, they have had very little opportunity to see her. Although they are in the same courtyard, they miss her terribly!

Especially Gin, who boldly pounced on Mahiro's back, pressing her proud figure almost flat!

"Lord Yotsuba, don't leave tonight, sleep with us!" Bonnie said excitedly, shaking Mahiro's arm.

He's usually a brainless idiot, yet he's making such bold statements now.

However, it did express the sentiments of many women.

The beautiful and mature Cornelia lay on the floor, her hands supporting her white chin as she looked up at the handsome and reliable Yotsuba-sama, her cute little feet swinging back and forth.

The Akame and Kurome sisters were rather quiet, sitting obediently to the side.

"Sit down, everyone."

Mahiro, unusually, put on a stern expression.

Although his voice wasn't that loud or that cold, it seemed to possess some kind of irresistible magic, instantly making them sit obediently in a row.

"Yo-Yotsuba-sama, what happened?" Xiaoyin asked somewhat nervously.

"Nothing particularly noteworthy has happened, but your behavior has become increasingly outrageous lately. I really need to discipline you properly, as the minister has said! Otherwise, you'll truly turn on us!"

"!!!"

Hearing this, the group immediately shrank back.

Even their sitting posture was changed to kneeling, with everyone hanging their heads and waiting to be scolded.

"Lady Yotsuba, actually... we've been very good already," Tsukushi whispered.

"Really? Don't you have any idea how you've been behaving lately?"

His piercing gaze immediately fell upon Tsukushi, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly.

Not only her, but others also began to reflect on their actions.

Perhaps because they had completed their assassination training with him, these girls had become arrogant, and in the short four days they had become increasingly perfunctory in their work.

In many cases, they don't even follow the rules anymore!

This is very dangerous.

It's not that ministers or others will do anything to them, but that they might be in danger because of it in the future.

Also, he was far too unrestrained in front of others!

This won't do; it's not a good thing.

After all, to be reckless, you have to have the resources to back it up, and judging from their current strength, they are still far from that.

In a one-on-one situation, let alone fighting Esdeath, he would probably be outmatched even by the four demons under Minister Ernest's command.

So he began a long lecture.

They talked from night until dawn, and no one went to sleep. Even if someone dozed off, they would be mercilessly woken up by Makoto.

Even when it was time to change shifts, he didn't stop. He simply let the people who were supposed to be on duty leave. Nahashu and Green even thoughtfully guarded the gate for them.

This was also the first time these girls had seen such a terrifying side of Yotsuba Mahiro.

I'm even more curious about why he's so eloquent.

That's obvious, otherwise why would Mayumi have jokingly asked him to go on stage and help with the debate?

"So, did you all remember that?"

"...I...I've remembered it..."

The four people in front of him answered listlessly.

As dawn broke, they finally escaped the hell of preaching. They were very envious of the people who patrolled the night before, who were Akame and Kurome, and resented that it wasn't their group.

They had truly witnessed how terrifying Yotsuba Mahiro was.

Without exception, they all silently vowed in their hearts that they would never make the same mistake again, and that they would never let something like this happen again!

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Time passes day by day.

During this nearly week-long period, nothing particularly dangerous happened. However, Minister Ernest secretly sent people to visit the young prince twice to check on his condition.

That night, when the atmosphere was so tense it felt like it had frozen, finally, there was movement in the palace as news of the old emperor's passing arrived!

The young prince was trembling with fear, his face pale, but he didn't shed a single tear.

She knew very well what this meant; even seeing her father one last time was a pipe dream, and she understood the perilous situation she had fallen into from this moment on.

Although she was young, she knew that from this moment on she had lost her greatest protection.

If she were to leave this place now, many people would probably want to kill her.

Because the struggle for the throne among the princes has reached its final moment, even those brothers and sisters who seem kind on ordinary days will turn into beasts that will devour people at this moment!