Why would she make it sound like this isn't the case?
Hell will I just agree to this!
I can't accept this!
Should I be grateful or dreadful about Liseti focusing on managing my family?
Like I would entrust my whole family to her!
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I kinda wish I could retort to this.
Unfortunately, it's making sense.
Building my hive is going to bring quite a lot of necessary trouble with it.
My family would probably not be well-accommodated.
Not even taking into account the risk of having them mingle with other humans who may hate all who are with the giant insects now.
Honiu at least knows how to take care of such matters.
At any rate, I didn't hear of any greater clash or similar issues during the time I handled the negotiations.
She dealt with all of them.
Furthermore, it's even that time for me when a girl of my age would have to think about leaving the parental household and becoming independent, whether that be through marriage or supporting myself through only my own efforts.
Although I suppose neither of those options are available to me now.
I’m fairly certain marriage is no longer in my prospects, and I wouldn’t be allowed to live on my own even if I wanted to.
However, I will be creating my own hive, my own home, along with all of my brood.
Yet I certainly don't have the means to take care of my family at this time.
I fear I'm not even quite ready to take care of myself yet.
I'll need to remedy this!
Yeah, yeah, cause I am "special".
Not necessarily meant in a benevolent way.
As I caught up Liseti for long enough, I bid her farewell and depart.
Seems like I now have a personal mission to fulfill.
For this reason, I move with renewed vigor straight towards my new goal.
And if I say straight, I mean straight, as I jump right off the next ledge, catching my fall with my wings.
Just then, during the descent, I perceive Kyska speaking up.
Oh right.
Kyska... has no wings.
Damn, just now I felt a little less bad about how I executed Gioras.
I flap my wings and ascend back to her.
In my opinion, having got limbs cut off is a convincing reason to ask for a bit of consideration.
Yet this is no argument a dedicated nurse such as Kyska is going to take from me.
So I head back down, closely followed by the flight-capable insects of my escort.
Yet I would like to have Kyska by my side.
I absolutely have to look into having her wings restored.
I mean, I got mine from nothing, and with all the manipulation of humans I saw Honiu doing, having one pair of wings grown back shouldn't be demanding too much.
Yet it clashes a bit with my current focus on hive establishing.
However, no matter what I choose to do, there can be only one suitable location.
The chamber of knowledge!
Yep, I need to gather everything I can about the peculiarities of hive establishing, and where else to look but in the direct recollection of the experiences of former princesses?
As I can approach in a straight line, the time I need to cover the distance isn't even comparable to how it would've been if I'd been walking.
I'm sorry for Kyska, but it would've really cut into study time.
So I arrive, but notice that somehow Miwa is already there, apparently having flown here at a breakneck speed while I was still dealing with Kyska.
Next to her are the scholars who tend to this place.
Uh, I guess I met this guy before.
But it's been quite some time and the memories are hazy.
Seems like I'm the only one who was unaware that I should have started preparing since long ago.
I'll just try glossing over it.
Can't forget about Kyska.
Again...
Why does this sound as if I'm in for a weird surprise?
Just then, I take notice of how the other scholars part way for a smaller, likely much younger one.
The pheromone imprint tells me enough that, before he even speaks, I already know what he'll say.
I guess that's the scholar of my brood already training here.
What was his name again?
Dimion!
Yes, that was it!
And I do not only know because of the convenient pheromone marking.
It's kinda weird to look at this small scholar.
Apparently, they don't grow as fast as some other drones, who are within a month already a juvenile version of their adult forms.
This one is still almost two heads smaller than the average scholar.
The fact that those tend to look rather skinny and move with the grace of a person too frail for sudden movements doesn't make him appear any more mature.
However, the head is already quite big and the many arms and legs, albeit thin ones, are already as pronounced as with the adult scholars.
I'd assume it also shows the same kind of intelligence innate to our thinker class.
To be honest, dealing with those capable of clearly conveying their thoughts is more difficult for me with all the adoration I usually receive in the process.
Huh, I didn't expect him to be so indifferent.
Yet being all business-like is something I can work with.
So I follow them into the depths of the swarm's assembled cultural knowledge.
There I'll have to learn all I can if I don't want to face some nasty surprises, which means lots of learning hours for me.
However it may turn out, one thing is for sure.
My break is officially over!