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A new round of determination was done and thus a new day begins.

Anya always did her daily practice and starts to pay even more attention to the teacher teaching. As a toddler, she is not eligible to be part of the learning material. But, as an innocent baby who always moves around, it is bound to be normal for her to play around a teaching area so no one pays her attention as long as she keeps still.

In such a manner, months had pass and the little baby grow into a cute little toddler and would reach her 2 years this year. Within that period of time, there are a lot of things and plans that go in and out of Anya's head. Of course, some will need to be on hold, while others such as increasing her vocabulary, servant-related knowledge, and her daily practice of Qi are a must for her, making the little lady become quite proud of herself.

After leaving the little angel to the daycare unit, the parents then said goodbye before leaving toward their work with their uniform on.

As always, the room inside was somewhat full of little kids doing their own activity.

'1 Hour before its time'

The little Anya thought as such so she walks to the side and then sits comfortably while looking at her surroundings and then playing with her black, smooth hair that's already become quite long. What meets her gaze was a group of boys who play role-playing games, the girls who playhouse, the mixed-gender study group, an individual alone time such as herself, and the servant who overlooks all of that from the side.

'The oldest are probably the ones who are the most anxious.' thought the little Anya as she directs her gaze at the notice board with a bold and big word of 'Graduation' written in there.

"How about this year's batch?"

"So-so. Because they need to learn at the training building, I hope they can learn as much as possible. Not only for their family but for the master too."

"Yes. Those who are talented are eligible to learn as much as they can absorb for 6 years of time, whereas the ones who are left behind can only reach as much as unimportant position."

"There is a position of weeding the wild grass right? How wide did the Mekru Family's area have again?"

"It is a waste to ignore someone who already trained since childhood. But even more of a waste if they were that untalented and become baggage toward the family budget."

"That's why there is a dropout system, right?"

"I think it is kind of unfair for their parent to be judged just because of their kid's inability to cope with this kind of environment. But…"

"Yes, it is so that what is left is only the standard servant who is at least decently worth it for this family protection and care. They can live like normal but without the privilege and free service that the family provides, so, I don't think they will leave just because of that"

Every kid who reaches 6 years old this year would be moved toward the training building for the little servant training regime. For efficiency, there is no limit regarding what the little servant could learn there. If they improve their skill and manage to learn the basic learning available, they then must move toward the next level of training.

'They are afraid that they would be a disappointment for their parents but, I think they would do just fine'

After thinking as such while she listens to the servant's conversation quietly on the side, the sound of someone's hurried step was heard before the door then opened abruptly.

*Bam!

"Hah..hah"

"W—what's going on…?"

"The young master is visiting today!"

!!!

The leisure servant who just starts to worry about the little kids and their family's future starts to get even more anxious when hearing such a surprise.

"…Prepare for the welcoming. Just do like the practice"

"Yes!"

But it only lasts for the moment before the lady who is looking older than the rest of the servant takes the command. She already has a little wrinkle on the corner of her eyes, but her eyes were still as bright as the other younger servant.

The anxiety and restless aura change into the serious and steadfast befitting of the renowned professional servant that's groomed since young.

Not only adding a property and rechecking area facility, they even manage to calm the nervousness of the little children who are going to meet someone who is always being mentioned as an important, generous, strict, and proud master almost every single day of brainw—lecture.

Of course, a lot of them couldn't care less, and some went outright crying. It is about a bunch of kids that are below 6 years old after all.

But, it didn't apply for a certain little lady who is around 2 years old who keep smiling as she watched the commotion unfolded in her sight.

It took only 30 minutes, and at the 10 minutes after that, the servant of the young master arrive first for a quick inspection. Within a short one hour, the daycare that's always filled with the smell of children, training, study material, and any other daycare facilities are upgraded into an even more fine-looking unit.

If they didn't maintain and design the area every single day without a miss, this kind of feat shouldn't be manageable considering that the ones who are going to be present were among the most influential an outer servant could ever meet.

Every staff excluding the one in charge of teaching the young promising servant is all the one who did the welcoming while with some of the young master-servant who come in advance along with them.

The times come and all uniformed servants with different badges were lined up in order to receive young master. But when they arrive, the shock of each daycare person including the rare smart kid that knows what's going on couldn't be hidden.

'…The mother of the young master herself comes'

And one of those rare smart children is Anya, who is currently sitting along with the other kids. Taking a quick glance around, the number of toddler and kids become very small in comparison to the initial number.

'Probably because the kid's unexpectedness might become the uncertain point of this entire short event', thought her as she recalls the unwillingness and cries of some who are being relocated elsewhere by the daycare servant.

'Why am I selected though? Is it because I am a good girl?' such is the question that comes and disappears knowing there is no definite answer regarding it while calming down the goosebumps she felt from the gal to call herself a good "girl".

The person, a woman who looks gentle with her fluffy red wavy hair that falls toward her back is carrying a smol toddler who probably still reeks of milk.

The toddler is a boy with light red short hair, somewhat sharp looking red eyes, and wearing a smol expensive-looking little robe with a symbol of the family on his back.

Surrounded by foreign people, the little young master didn't seem that nervous as he is let down by his mother ever so gently.

Anya who is looking at the current spectacle from the window didn't know what they are talking about in front of the building. But, when the head servant of the daycare unit nods her head, the wife master then gestures to the 6 exclusive servants of her and then holds the hand of the young master as they walk slowly inside.

One of the servants who is currently supervising the bunch of little kids who is inside of the study room, the place where all of the children to learn the theory and knowledge need for their future, start to give the small bunch of young servant a quick reminder to behave themselves.

'…It is questionable whether they understand what the meaning behind behaving is but, I know at least that this batch is all a good kid who makes less trouble compared with those that's not present'

There isn't any instruction to do something in particular so the process of teaching went according to the schedule. Basically, it is just a normal how to write and basic calculation for a certain group (Anya's only) and a higher education such as basic meditation skill, practice, and a test for the oldest ones.

As the teacher, the servant of each group who is currently talking to their respective student start to look at the door entrance where the wife master nods her head, she then continues the study session as they wait for a minute before it ends.

"We will conclude the session for today. If there is any question please raises your hand "said the teacher in charge in a light tone to ease the mood just like what she always does.

As if on race, multiple small hands start to raise their hand after hearing their teacher's word.

'They are trying to get noticed', thought Anya while her teacher goes back to the front along with the other.

Looking at a glance and you can tell that all of those who raise their hand is the oldest ones within the group. Anya only looks and her eyes don't seem interested to ask anything in particular which makes her have a spare thought to look around.

"Teacher, how is it to clean the furniture without damaging its color?" said one of the boys with sparkling and confident eyes while he stands while the rest is sitting on the mat for the usual procedure.

Hearing such a question, Anya suddenly recalls the word of her leader who is younger than her at the time when she still trying to change herself according to her leader's instruction.

-You are quite talented to be noticed by your group boss, right?-

-It is simpler for the underground world, to just become stronger and useful. But, I don't know how to do it in the proper way-

-It is the same way you know? Just get to their good side. First, you need to determine their personal interest and goals.-

"…There is the explanation along with its step by step procedure with the manual provided. Please check your study material again. Next?"

The young boy nods his head showing that he understands what the teacher talking about and sits down later with a satisfied expression without even checking the book to get an answer to his own question.

'…The purpose is to determine the intelligence, not the initiative.'

The chance to prove oneself to someone who understands the context of this whole study session and manages to find the missing information in it. Stay quiet probably would be better than asking a useless question if Anya takes it from all of the adult's expression and atmosphere.

Glancing around, Anya catch a glimpse of some of the servant's face redden a little, while the wife master's expression didn't change one bit.

'Either it is within her expectation or plain uninteresting event overall'

Well, with the power, politics, danger, and all other life experience the woman have as an important figure within the family, hearing such an obvious question is really a boring thing to watch.

While the boy who got the first chance prided himself to get noticed with a little gaze of envy from his peers, some of the quick-witted ones realize the weird air while the smartest straight away understand what is wrong with the question.

The Q/A session for the second question is almost similar to the first ones, but the third until 6 questions begin to be more serious and meaningful in a sense, making the shaking eyes of the head maid of the daycare unit calmed down gradually.

"…Hm, why the one who asks is are all the oldest children?"

But with the mere of one question, the flow of warm and studious air begins to freeze in complete halt. Not only the servant, even the little kids who were trying their hardest to operate their little brain to make the best question start to shift their head to the back where the little small toddlers with red hair currently sitting.

He sat on the soft carpet along as if wanting to be part of the study group but sitting far away in the back.

But Anya, a little toddler who smells of milk gets frozen with something else. Even she had some trouble talking and it even freaks her parents out when she says mommy for the first time.

'I don't know the capabilities of a toddler but given the happiness of my parents when I say my first word in my 8 months, it would be a rare feat for that kid to speak so clearly and reach this far'

Talking might be up to talent, but noticing the surroundings as 2 years old is complete nonsense at least for Anya.

'I remember my mother said that I still wet my bed and always cry and begging for a snack until I reach 6 years old'

Her little gaze begins to change from confusion into envy while the red-haired toddler still raises his hand while waiting for his question answered.

'Damn you rich kid! I would probably that smart too if I was born with a silver spoon in my past life!', thought her while smiling wryly on her mind knowing that she didn't regret being born as her mother's son.

With the attraction from such a question, he didn't even seem to cower under multiple gazes directed at him making the corner of the wife master lips raised before it goes back to normal.

The teacher who is in charge of teaching the small bundle of kids directs her gaze toward the head servant of the daycare unit who nodded her head before looking back to the young master again.

"In that case, the oldest aren't permitted to ask any question for the time being to let the younger one a chance. Is there any question?" said the teacher while holding back her sigh while looking around.

The numbers of kids in the daycare who are a lot normally begin to dwindle after a severe selection, making the oldest ones having more chance. With that, the number of children who were younger than that bunch of almost graduated kids, who even have trouble coming up with a question amounted to mere 5 kids and 1 toddler.

Such a huge challenge is akin to impossibility. Not only had the servant thought as such, but the wife master too.

"What is the reason for this arrangement?" asked the wife master while still looking at the back of her son.

"…answering to the wife master. It is for the most intelligent and the most obedient children", answer the head servant of the daycare unit knowing that its question is directed at her.

"So you said that the little toddler over there is an intelligent one, surpassing a lot of her senior?"

"Yes"

"hhmm"

The little conversation was brought silently without disturbing the Q/A session.

'She is indeed obedient. A normal toddler wouldn't be able to sit still for long of a time'

But what appears on her, the wife's master eyes was that of confusion despite her acknowledgment. Looking to the proud son of her with a hint of love, she then walks toward him and gives him a little whisper. The little young master didn't say anything and just walk toward a certain area, toward Anya location ignoring the crowd of sitting children in between.

'She is maybe around the same age as my son. If she is fit, then all's good, otherwise, it doesn't really matter', thought the wife master playfully without actually expecting anything in particular.

When he looks at her, Anya looks back at the little young master who already so good at walking while she makes a blank face.

'What does this kid want?', thought Anya confusedly before opening her eyes a little wider with what the red-haired little toddler says.

"You, ask something", said the little young master with her high and nasally voice as he looks down on her. The eyes on him were that of a calm lake, no ripple, and emotion as if it was a given that his word is absolute.

Anya's mouth then opened with her own high and cute voice.

"My name is Anya, I don't have any question"

She said that she had no question so all people and kids who are present thought that, so that's the case, and be done with it.

'She introduces herself first?'

But to the head maid and the wife master, they both got quite surprised with such a little difference that the other kids failed to realize.

Of course, as expected of the servant of this family household who is in charge of teaching the study material, they too albeit late, start to realize her difference in conducting herself.

'My name is Anya, not you, you little c*nt!', thought Anya while she holds herself from shouting "which mother**er teach such a rude kid!" before realizing the "motherf**er" is currently on the back looking at her.

Yet, the rude kid couldn't care less about such a custom and just said, "…how useless", before turning back to where he just sat a moment ago.

*Pah

A sound of slap then makes the footsteps of the young master and the other eyes to widen in incredulity from what is unfolding on their face at the cheek of the little toddler that reddens while a little tears start to appear on that eyes.

"…what are you doing?" asks the little young master after he looks back to the source of that sound. Anya, with both of her hands still on her cheek, is now glaring at the toddler in front with her brown-black eyes.

-what are you doing boss?

-This is what I always do whenever I want to condition my emotion.

-Is it really working?

-Why don't you try it out?

*fiuh

Closing the glared black eyes while she recalls her past life, Anya then breath out as she opens her eyes slowly while she answers "Nothing", and then looks back to the front where the teacher currently is as if losing her interest.

'Dammit! I almost lost my cool, such a rude brat, no, such a rude toddler! Let's not look at that annoying face anymore or I might explode', thought Anya with imaginary cold sweat flowing on her back when she almost ruins her entire family. Of course, it is after imagining her muscled body of the past to beat him senselessly for a while.

Silence fills the entire room as the teacher in charge look toward the head maid for instruction. The head maid doesn't know what to do because it concerns the young master's personality.

'Is he going to be offended? Confused? Angry?'

While trying to operate her brain as to what the best response for the current predicament, she then decides to look at the wife's master and check her response. The calmness is still plastered on her face- at least that is what she imagined until she saw the raised eyebrows of the wife master.

'…let's wait a little bit'

With such a decision, the head maid then shakes her maid toward the teacher in charge as she too looking at the spectacle with nervousness.

The young master turns back completely toward the little girl with black semi-long hair that pretends to ignore him with a frown. His little mouth opened but nothing comes out because he suddenly flinched, nodding, and then walks to the front where the teacher is.

"…I will show you how to gather Qi"

That what he is saying abruptly without any confirmation nor waiting for the answer as he sits in a comfortable position and then closes his eyes.

The teachers look again toward the head maid and the wife master before nodding her head after getting their confirmation, again.

'What is he planning to do?', thought the teacher who has no say within this room even though she was supposed to be "in charge".

"…Everyone, please be quiet and look carefully. I will cast you all an art which enable you to be sensitive toward a Qi"

Of course, she needs to be responsible for conducting this session so she then makes sure everyone is focusing their attention as intended before taking a step back showing her intention to give the stage fully to the red-haired toddler.

The art of Qi gathering is a mandatory skill and material to be mastered for every future servant of the household. OF course, it is only the very basic and the easier one at that so they will be able to learn the more difficult one later on the next stage of training. But all in all, theory and practice are different things altogether.

The oldest children who will graduate this year are all capable of doing such a thing. But weirdly enough, all of them show an expression of shock and confusion after witnessing the event unfolding on their face.

*Swish Swish

The shock also gives Anya a hard time understanding what is going on.

'Isn't he gathering it way too fast?'

The spectacle that appears in her eyes was a little whirlpool of Qi with the little young master as the center. Everyone can tell by just looking that he absorbs those Qi that gathered at the center, and the process seems so smooth without any resistance and a clash of attraction whatsoever.

She knows what's happening but didn't understand the logic behind it. She didn't dare to look around as she stared at the red-haired toddler who closes his eyes in concentration unblinkingly. One theory after another flashing on her mind, but the most similar-looking event would probably when he bought a Gas from the roadside.

The seller put those Gas inside a bottle, and whenever they pour it onto the motor tank, they always shake that bottle in a circular motion, making the poring process seems smoother.

'The problem is, how did he make such phenomena without outside influence', thought Anya as concentrate to find the reason as she begins to strengthened her sensitivity to the max after being buffed by the teacher's help.

10 minutes had passed and the tension of everyone starts to relax while sighing in admiration.

'Not only talent and sensitivity, but one also needs to be intelligent enough to understand the theory behind the arts.'

'Just how old is he again?'

'What kind of teaching does he receive at such a young age?'

Everyone questions the logic and reason behind someone who can pull, not only an art that needs a certain amount of intelligence to comprehend but also the amount of practice he already did to reach such a level. They might be unable to question the weirdness behind such a feat, but, there is only one thing for sure for them to understand.

'He is going to be an important figure in the future'

That's why no matter what, why, and how he became that good, at least they want to be a servant of a person who is going to be important and strong instinctively.

'Is it possible for me'

But such an instinct is nonexistent on little Anya's mind while she tried 1 theory after another. The experience of mixing cheap alcohol and builds one building after another makes her imagination run wild as she decided to try it out while smiling wickedly.

'There is a big shot here so I doubt they wouldn't sit still when something went wrong happens in her presence.', thought little Anya as she closes her eyes, cutting her attention from the world.