Chapter 172: Tiger. (2)

I went down to the living room on the first floor. Primienne, lying on the living room sofa, was having a conversation through the crystal balls.

—Good luck. It’s an opportunity for you to be noticed by Her Majesty.

She appeared to be talking to the Director of Security. I watched her as I leaned against the wall.

“Yes.”

—You’re a noble, so don’t be rash.

“Yes.”

Primienne listened to him with a sullen expression.

—Why is your answer so half-hearted?

“Yes. Ah, no.”

—What? Yes or no, choose one.

“Yes.”

—…Ugh. Seriously, what should I do with you? Don’t you know how to socialize? If you want to be the Director, put effort into your social life. You still have a long way before becoming the

Deputy Director, but society is-

“Yes.”

—Don’t just say yes, yes, do all the homework that I gave you. Go is popular these days, so learn that. Stop bothering with stocks. Just deposit your money to the bank. You’re only losing money, anyways. You still haven’t saved up anything, right? There are rumors in the office that you’ve lost money.

“…”

The nagging continued. Primienne repeated her yes, and no’s with a swelling face.

—I’m hanging up. Seriously, do a good job! If you don’t do well this time, say goodbye to being the Director. Don’t be pushed aside by your juniors. Okay?

“Yes.”

—Ms. Yes. Hey! Don’t you have anything else to say aside from yes? When I was in your position, I couldn’t even imagine giving a short answer like you. What kind of a nut job would talk like that to a Director…

“Oh, my bad.”

Primienne hung up, pretending that she had made a mistake. Then she muttered as she stared at the crystal.

“Nut job, my ass. The director, who?”

“You have a dirty mouth.”

Primienne looked up at me, chewing on her lip.

“You may not have noticed because of my refined appearance, but I’m from the North.”

“Not everyone from the North is so foul-mouthed. They also don’t talk behind someone’s back.”

“…You’ll know it too when you work as a public official, Professor.”

It was then.