Private Tutor to the Duke’s Daughter: Volume 13 [Parts 1 to 2] by Riku Nanano

Author:Riku Nanano
Language: eng
Format: epub

I sank into the sofa and perused the latest business report. The sums changing hands grew each time I read one.

Emma was with Atra in the kitchenette, preparing tea. The mail had apparently arrived, and Cindy had gone to the front hall to fetch it. “Isn’t the cold awful?” she had said as she left the room.

Felicia’s little hand reached over from beside me and traced a line of writing: “concerning the acquisition of the Fosse Company.”

“My mom was over the moon,” she said. “Dad might throw a fit, though.”

After our return to the royal capital, I had broken the news of Ernest Fosse’s possible ties to the rebel army and subsequent disappearance to Felicia. Stella and Caren had agreed it was the right thing to do. But that had left us with a conundrum: what would become of the business he’d left behind? With its president missing and his only daughter, Felicia, disowned, the Fosse Company could have disintegrated. I had proposed a merger with Allen & Co. as an expedient.

“Many houses are searching for Mr. Fosse,” I said. “I doubt he was more than an unwitting pawn of the church. I’ll explain things when he gets back.”

“There’s such a thing as too nice, Allen.” Felicia groaned, blushed, and pummeled my left arm. I simply continued reading the report.

“I’m against using the Fosse Company’s sales routes to expand westward. Better to focus on existing trade with Atlas.”

“What?! We’re all set for a big push!”

“The answer is no, at least until Sally and the Howard maids get back from the northern capital. Besides...”

“A-Allen? Ah.” The bespectacled girl gasped as I raised my right index finger to her forehead and gave her a light poke. That was all it took to knock her back onto the sofa.

“Head Clerk Felicia Fosse will collapse from the strain,” I finished.

“Th-That’s not— M-Maybe you can’t tell, but I’ve really upped my stamina!”

“Oh? In that case...” I took the petite girl’s hand and helped her to her feet. While she blinked, I thrust my right index finger at her once more. “Let’s try this again standing up. If you don’t fall over—”

“We expand westward!”

“I’ll at least consider it.” I brushed aside the bangs that hid her lovely eyes and smiled. “If you do fall over, I’ll add days off to your schedule—days of total rest. No work allowed.”

“Y-You wouldn’t!” Felicia reeled. “Y-You expect me to take that from someone who never rests himself?”

Measured footsteps sounded.

“I’m all in favor,” said the brunette maid, returning with a tea service on a tray.

“Felicia go nighty-night?” asked Atra, trailing behind her. The child had taken to the head clerk from their first meeting in the southern capital.

“E-Emma?! N-Not you too, Atra!”

As the bespectacled girl recoiled, I launched a surprise attack. My hand snaked out—but not toward her forehead. A pat on the head drew a sudden shout, then a panicked babble. At last, blushing furiously, she squeaked and seemed about to faint.

“Whoops!” I caught her before she collapsed.

Can I consider this a victory?

I looked at Emma, who nodded vigorously with an air of thorough satisfaction.

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