𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐥
First sister, Esterize, went to Summoning Academy and after a year, the second brother, Rashild, also entered the academy.
And then another year later, the third sibling, Fugil, enrolled in the academy.
Tonight, there’s a dinner party in honor of Fugil’s departure.
Even though it’s called a dinner party, it’s just a family meal.
They’ve used luxurious ingredients, and a chef hired from the capital showcases his skills.
Lately, thanks to sister Esterize’s success in the capital, many nobles have sought favor with the Rushout family. As a result, the Rushout domain is flourishing.
At the family dinner, Albero was present.
Of course, he is family, so it’s expected. . . . . .But even two years after Esterize left home, Albero’s Summoned beast, Mog, remains at rank F.
Esterize is top of the A-class, Rashild is B-class, and Fugil recently got certified as C-class.
Receiving a B-class certification in one’s mid-teens is rare in summoner history. The Rushout family is famous in the capital, and there were rumors that a prince proposed to Esterize.
Moreover, there are talks of a title elevation, and their father, Alban, seems to be delighted every day.
As the dinner concluded, it was dessert time.
Enjoying cake and tea, Alban said to Fugil,
“Fugil, strive to be like Esterize. Learn under Rashild first, and hone both yourself and your Summoned beast.”
“Yes, father.”
“Fugil, don’t forget to write, okay? Training is good, but make plenty of friends. And don’t forget to enjoy your school life.”
“Yes, mother.”
“. . . . . .”
Albero was used to being ignored by his parents.
He wasn’t blatantly neglected or treated as an unwanted child. He was just. . . . . .invisible.
Albero sipped his tea and silently stood up.
“. . . . . .”
“. . . . . .”
While it seemed neither father nor mother noticed Albero’s departure, Fugil did.
He gave a brief glance at Albero and snorted.
The servants and butlers against the wall noticed as well.
Once again, it seems “Albero-bullying” by Fugil will commence.
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Back in his room, Albero dived onto his bed and summoned his beast, Mog.
There’s no need for magic circles, spells, or rituals to summon a beast. A summoner can do it solely by will.
As he petted the small mole-like creature resting on his palm, Albero murmured,
“From tomorrow, it’ll be just me. . . . . .”
『Mog. . . . . .』
“Haha, I’m fine. I have Mog with me after all.”
Saying that, he cuddled Mog.
As Mog nuzzled against Albero’s chest, there was a rough knock at the room’s door.
Albero stood up and opened it.
“Yes. . . . . .”
“Hey, Albero.”
“Fugil-niisan. . . . . .”
Fugil rudely entered the room and casually sat on the sofa.
Holding Mog, Albero remained standing.
ㅤ
“You’re glad, huh? Your troublesome brother is gone, and from tomorrow, you’ll be all alone.”
“Yes.”
“Hmph! Listen, don’t tarnish the Rushout family name. Even if you enroll in the academy, there’s no doubt you’ll be in 『Class F』. Don’t draw attention and tarnish our family name. Anyway, once you graduate, you’ll be kicked out of this house. Well, do your best. . . . . .living as a peasant.”
“. . . . . .Yes.”
“Can’t you even talk back? Spineless.”
Having said his piece, Fugil tried to leave the room.
Albero spoke, directed at Fugil’s retreating back.
“Fugil-brother, please enjoy your school life. And please, be careful.”
“Hmph! I’ll enjoy it without you telling me to.”
Fugil opened the door and left abruptly.
Albero sighed and sat on the sofa.
This way, he probably wouldn’t see Fugil for a year.
『Mogu. . . . . .!』
“Hm? Haha. . . . . .Are you angry at Fugil-brother?”
『Mogu!』
Mog flailed around on Albero’s chest.
But Albero wasn’t angry. He wasn’t sad or lamenting either.
In fact, he felt a little happy.
“Mog. Only Fugil-niisan. . . . . .he looks at me and communicates something. Even if he scolds me or shames me, he acknowledges me as a member of the Rushout family.”
His father, mother, brothers, and sisters were indifferent to Albero.
But only Fugil. . . . . . as far as memories go, only Fugil ever spoke to Albero.
And while Fugil used harsh words for Albero, he never physically harmed him. If he genuinely despised him, he would surely resort to violence.
“The words he said earlier, maybe he was encouraging me to live as a farmer instead of a summoner. He might be telling me to study hard before leaving the house. . . . . .haha, am I interpreting it too conveniently?”
However, one thing is clear.
Albero didn’t hate Fugil. In fact, he loved him as a brother.
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