The couple returned to the Edgeworth Manor. Colt was burnt out from all of Mina's lectures. But he still listened to them and kept them at heart to ensure he'd have an answer if she went back to it when asked.

When they had lunch with their family and were bombarded with questions. He answered half-heartedly.

Colt didn't listen to any of them because he was too preoccupied. To be exact, regarding the name Filla. He couldn't simply get it out of his head, but everything floated away once he began eating.

'Worries would come for later after I finish eating.' He thought while devouring the perfectly cooked steak of God knows what animal.

This world has a lot of different species considered edible. Thankfully, Colt had yet to read something about humanoid monsters prepared as food, so he ate without caring for the consequences.

He finished eating, and with Mina, the two enjoyed a pleasant afternoon in the back garden, where Colt slept under the shade of a tree. The soft, nurtured grass gently embraced his body. Mina's hums put him to sleep as he enjoyed the pleasantness of her thighs.

'This is bliss.'

He was not a person of this world, but he was enjoying his life for his and the original's sake. And Mina was the one who offered, so he thought why not.

'She's more caring than I thought.'

Colt was aware of the dos and don'ts. He wouldn't cross a specific boundary, and he wouldn't hesitate to cross one if need be.

'A man only refuses advances if he's two-timing and cheating. If your woman is a yandere, all light is a green light to a degree.' at least such was his belief.

As for the rest, it was common sense. In truth, Colt didn't have anything against Mina other than the future with a knife on his back. But, at times, even though it had not been long, spending time with him made him feel... wanted.

Something he had not felt in a long time.

But when 1:30 pm struck, Colt abruptly opened his eyes; he got up from Mina's lap and stretched his body.

"Dear, where are you going? Were you unsatisfied with anything?" Mina became flustered.

"No, not by any means. I simply have swordsmanship training I must attend. I will be heading to the training ground. You can join me if you wish."

She thought about it and, in the end, shook her head, "You go first, dear. I'll be heading to get you some refreshments." Mina considerately offered.

"Thank you, Mina."

Colt left for training grounds E.

Mina stood there watching his back before leaving for somewhere else. She did not go to the kitchen but up to the second floor. She went to Colt's room and closed the door.

'Refreshments for my Dear will come for later. I am sorry that your wife is too impatient.'

Click! The door was locked shut...

Colt arrived at the training grounds E ten minutes before the appointed time. But standing in the middle of the training ground E was butler Neun holding a wooden training sword.

Swoosh!

Neun swung the training sword and caused a fierce gust of wind. Neun then proceeded to do a series of sword slashes from a single sword stroke, culminating in one lethal combination.

Neun's sword was like water, fluid but strong. Its sense of self was reflected in every movement. As the waves of his sword gradually showed their might, Colt witnessed tall waves appear from out of nowhere, and as they were about to crash onto Neun, he pierced forward.

Boom!

The waves dissipated as Neun's sword pierced through. But to Colt's realization, there was no water, no wave, only a sword movement that was as fierce as the folding tsunami.

What Colt saw was an illusion. It made his heart beat wildly; it was scary but simultaneously "Beautiful."

Neun woke up from his daze and turned to Colt, who had become slacked-jawed as he watched.

"Young Master, there you are."

Colt walked fast and stopped a few centimeters away from Neun. With his eyes shining, Colt was in reverence of Neun's sword skills.

"That was amazing, Butler Neun. What was that? I didn't know you were so good with the sword!"

"Haha, Young Master, it is but a fluke. These old bones of mine can no longer move as they used to. I just got lucky that I managed to show a competent display. Hahaha."

"No, no, no, that was amazing, those fluid movements connecting sword path, and that grace you carried as you made the waves dissipate, it was amazing. I thought such things only happen in fantasies!"

Neun watched Colt revering his sword art and smiled widely. Only after Colt finished fanboying did Neun finally spoke.

"A-ahem, Young Master, I am just here to inform you that the Captain of the Guards would not be able to join you. He was sent on a mission by the Count, so it is sad, but your training must be postponed."

"That is sad, but I am in an urgent need to train. Um, when do you think he'll be able to return?"

"Sadly, it would take one or two months before he can return."

"How about the Vice-Captain?"

"The Vice-Captain went back home for vacation."

"...."

Colt was distressed, he didn't think everyone would be out, and as he lowered his head, he completely missed Neun's smile.

"Young master, how about I teach you the way of the sword instead?"

"Really? By all means, yes. I would appreciate learning from you, Butler Neun."

"However, although my training is really effective, it is also hard, it may strain the Young Master's body, so I better warn you about it."

"Don't worry, I won't run away. I'll do my best to master it."

"That's good, young master."

While this was happening, Count Shickly and Marquis Liron watched Colt from afar with broad smiles.

"Hahaha, your daughter's influence on my son is truly magnificent. I have never seen him have so much fervor for training before."

"No, no, Brother Shickly, your son is a good influence on my daughter. I have never seen Mina so happy after her mother's death. She had been too devastated and detached from everyone else for so long, always showing a facade. Yet, now, she's smiling more brightly than before. I am happy to see them happy. It seems like getting them engaged with each other is mutually beneficial."

"Yes, that is correct! Come now, Brother Liron, let us drink to this wonderful occasion."

Thus, the Count and Marquis found another reason to drink.