My name is Emilia Darion. I’m an orphaned child who enrolled into Farlingstad Magic Academy as a working student a few months back. The reason why we, working students, enrolled earlier was for training.

A week before school would start. I was told by the dormitory head that the person I was gonna serve till graduation was gonna arrive today. So I was excused from most of my duties and waited for that person in front of the dormitory.

As I waited for her, I started to recall the various experiences I had seen and heard from my colleagues. According to them, serving nobles were really hard and troublesome. They would often request for things that were very troublesome to fulfill and were too lazy to even dress themselves. As a result, I was really nervous as I waited.

From noon till late afternoon. I waited for that person to arrive and when I saw the carriage which was exclusive to our school approaching the dormitory. I quickly stood in attention.

The carriage stopped in front of me and the driver got off from his seat. He opened the door and revealed a very lovely girl sleeping in peace. She had a very long and silky black hair that reached up to her waist. Her pale white skin looked very soft to the point where even I, a girl like her, would blush if I touched her. And her black frilly dress with a blue rose brooch greatly gave her an appearance of a doll.

While I was entranced by her appearance, the driver approached her and shook her slightly.

Gulped*

When the girl opened her eyes and moved her mouth, I swallowed my saliva and stopped breathing the moment she casted her gaze to me. After the driver helped her from the carriage, I walked closer to her and gave her my deepest bow.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Lumina Chis Chem. My name is Emilia Darion, I shall serve as your guide for the remainder of the day.”

After I introduced myself to her, I then guided her towards the room. As we walked along the hallway, I was caught in a huge battle against my desire hug her and the rules a servant must follow. When the battle was about to reach its climax, Miss Lumina asked me a question out of nowhere.

“Um, can I ask a question… Miss Darion?”

The question was so sudden that I became very flustered. Because I didn’t want her to see my red face, I continued walking and answered her question without facing her.

“Emilia is fine.”

I was able to squeeze those words out from my mouth which was an achievement because I was too nervous to give her a proper reply.

“Then… Emilia, how old are you? I kinda feel that you’re not that much older than me.”

“That’s correct; my actual age is 7 years old.”

I became puzzled why she was asking my age but answered her regardless of my worries. My memory past this point became really hazy, so I couldn’t remember what happened after I told her my age.

When I woke up from my daze, I found myself standing in front of her door pushing a trolley filled with food. I paced around the hallway thinking if it would be okay for me to open the door or would it be too rude for me to even think of opening the door. When I had resolved myself to open the door. I found out that she had already finished arranging her things and that a considerable amount of time had passed.

I became depressed at that point.

Since she seemed to be a very influential person, I carefully placed each dish, plate, and utensil on the table. I walked back a few steps away from the table to give her room as she ate.

When she started eating the food, I was yet again entranced by the grace and manners she showed as food entered into her small mouth. I woke up from my daze when I noticed that the food on her table was gone. I quickly arranged the dishes and left her room.

I was really embarrassed when I realized that I was staring at her as she ate her food.

***

I woke up extra early to help her get used to living in the school. Because she was a person who was worthy to be respected by many, I wanted to serve her with my utmost dedication.

However, the moment I entered her room, I discovered that she was already awake and was already dressed greatly shocked me.

“Good morning, Emilia.”

I realized that I had again been too overconfident.

(Of course she’s able to dress herself. Unlike other nobles, she must be a special existence.)

“Is something wrong?”

My mind became blank the moment she questioned me.

“Ummm… Emilia, are you troubled by something?”

I continued to think if it was okay for me to say what I was thinking. So I continued to stare at her beautiful black eyes for seconds to minutes until I concluded to tell her.

“… I feel like you don’t need a servant, Miss Lumina. You’re able to do almost everything by yourself even without me. I was supposed to be your personal maid throughout your stay here.”

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“Ahh, is that so? It’s true that I don’t need a servant for doing those things, but!”

“But?”

“What I do need is a friend. Would it be okay if we become friends?”

My eyes opened wide and my jaw slackened from her request.

“B-but… our social classes are different… you’re a noble and I’m a commoner, there’s no way we could be friends.”

“Really? I became friends with the carriage driver from yesterday. So I think we can.”

“B-b-but…”

“No buts! Our ages aren’t even that different and besides we’re schoolmates. So, us becoming friends is normal, besides…”

“Besides?”

She suddenly grabbed my hands letting me feel the softness and warmth of her palms.

“I’m from a low ranking noble house and don’t have any friends who’re near my age back home. I’d really be happy if we become one though.”

(It seems like what they said about nobles requesting things that were hard to do was real… but she’s from a low ranking noble house? No, I’m sure she’s lying. She’s just saying those things to make me accept her unreasonable request. However, becoming her friend is really a bad thing…)

I could feel my face becoming hot and my mouth loosening. So I quickly casted my gaze down and uttered, ‘Yes’.

“Really!? Thanks! Emilia.”

“I should be the one who’s thanking you, Miss Lumina.”

***

From then on, I decided to become her support. I would do everything in my power to stop anybody who would try to approach her or fool her.

During the first day of class, she emitted an astounding amount of pressure to her surroundings. I noticed that everyone around me had stopped breathing. Some were sweating profusely while other had almost fainted.

It seems that I was the only one who was affected by her pressure, so I followed her.

(You really are worthy to be served by many.)

I followed her with a big smile on my face as we left the scene where time had stood still.

In the afternoon, the two of us went to the library. I thought we were gonna research some things, but it turned out that she was gonna teach me. Though I felt unworthy to be taught by her, because it would be rude to refuse her good intentions. I reluctantly accepted.

The way she taught me things was really easy. So easy, that I didn’t expect to have learned the things which were taught in high school in the span of three years.

I tried asking one of my friends in class if she knew how to add and subtract. She only tilted her head and asked me if that was edible.

A teacher even tried to embarrass me by giving me problems that were only given in high school. But when I solved it in front of him, his eyes became wide along with my classmates.

(Did you know, that there’s an even harder question than that? Also, if that’s what’s taught in high school, why doesn’t it use decimals and fractions?)

When I met up with Miss Lumina and talked about what happened today, we started laughing at how easy the questions were. She even made plans to teach me more.

(Just how much does she know?)

When we had arrived at the canteen, I specifically chose the farthest table to let her majesty be seen by the entire dormitory. And as I expected, those who she doesn’t know or care were subjected to a very heavy pressure.

The noise inside the canteen stopped. People stood frozen to their seats and from where they stood. All eyes were focused on her. And not one was brave enough to even approach her.

(You really are fit to become the leader/queen of the general studies students, Miss Lumina. There were some seniors mixed in, but even they were nothing when subjected to your presence.)

I then started to make plans to turn the entire general studies divisions come under her rule. When she asked me if I was bullying her, I made a small laugh and resolved her misunderstandings. I even told her to get used to having people gaze at her. Because once we reached sixth grade she’ll become the object of admiration by the general us.

After our afternoon classes, I told Miss Lumina that I won’t be able to study in her room. She made a disappointed face and uttered, “Then I’ll give you a harder lesson tomorrow”.

(There are things harder than long division!?)

Once the year had ended and we became fourth grade students. It seemed like all the students from first to sixth grade had become her followers without her knowing.

Right now, I'm currently watching, Lucky Star and am currently at episode 17. This is my third time watching this series. ^^/

Also, I finally get what the comments meant by, rennaisance... ^///^

I'm really embarrassed.