Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage



Once the sun started to gradually descend toward the horizon and after we ate our lunch, my family, including Sophia, Mary, and Gabrielle, rode in a magic carriage and went to the academy. The outside was cold and a bit snowy, so it was better for us to move on wheels. 

Upon arriving at the academy, we parked our carriage in the wide parking space of the institution. The modes of transportation in this world were mostly animal or monster-drawn, which meant a single vehicle took up much more space than on Earth's. 

Since it would be a special day for the students as well as their parents, the space was congested with the luxurious vehicles of many nobles. Thankfully, we managed to find a vacant space. 

Covered by our thick garments to keep ourselves warm, we then walked our way toward the auditorium, where the recognition and graduation ceremonies were held. My sister just finished her first year, so she will be participating in the former. 

But before that, since there was still an hour before the ceremony was to start, we had to give her a visit in her dorm. 

"Please wait here, Lady Mylene; we will be calling Lady Louise right away." 

"Thank you." 

Once Mother appreciated the dorm receptionist, she took a light bow and went upstairs to the second floor. After that, Mother walked back toward us, who were sitting on the seats in the dorm's lobby. 

"Hm? What's the matter, Raphael?" 

Mother then noticed my grave expressions as I was sitting in between Mom and Sophia. Hearing her call my name, I glanced away to her and gave her my reply. 

"Well, now that I am already here, I realized that I am not completely ready to see her again; the rate of my heartbeat is telling me so. But I have gotten this far, so there's no way for me to turn around." 

"That is the spirit, Raphael. Keep it up." 

"Thank you, Mother." 

After giving me courage, Mother then took her seat between Mom and Gabrielle. We chatted a little bit until someone descended the stairs after a minute. 

She was a beautiful young woman with long, silky, raven-black hair and stunning curves. Clad in the academy's uniform, she was full of sophistication that truly augmented her renowned nobility. That lady was none other than my esteemed elder sister. 

(She definitely becomes more beautiful than the last time I personally saw her.) I uttered inwardly after I laid my eyes upon her.

There were definitely changes, or rather improvements, on her in comparison to a year ago. She grew taller, and her body proportions became more significant. In spite of her intensive training, her body became thiccer and more voluptuous. 

"..." 

As she descended, I tried to make eye contact with her, and our eyes of lavender met. However, Sister then narrowed her eyes before she immediately turned her head away and averted her gaze from me. 

(She really does hate me that much, huh?) 

Sister then took a glance at the one she had not seen—a very gorgeous platinum blonde woman named Gabrielle. She inspected her from head to toe, but as expected of her, I caught her staring at Gabrielle's chest a little longer. 

"Louise!" 

Immediately after Sister stepped on the first floor, Mother raised herself from her seat and quickly approached Sister. Mother drew herself closer and then wrapped her arms around Sister. 

"Mother...!" 

Mother immediately gave Sister a tight embrace as soon as she reached her daughter. My sister was genuinely surprised by how excited Mother was, but she, too, forgot the courtesy and hugged her mother back. 

"I am very happy to see you here, Mother." I think you should take a look at

"Of course. I love to see my daughter after all." 

There were still people nearby, but Mother seemed not to take heed of them and let herself be overwhelmed with the joy of reuniting with a loved one. 

Of course, Mother was not the only one happy to reunite with Sister. After seeing the two of them sweetly and wholesomely snuggling each other, we all stood up from our seats together and walked to them. 

"We are still in public, ladies." 

"...We are sorry, Mom."

Mom reminded them to take care of their surroundings. Seeing how many people had been staring at us, either because they found them wholesome or improper, Mother and Sister then regretfully unwrapped their arms and recomposed themselves like proper ladies. 

"I know that you are all excited, but how about we do it more privately?" 

"I understand, Mom. Follow me." 

Afterwards, Sister led us toward her room. 

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"Come on in, everyone." 

Once we reached her room, Sister opened the door and let us enter the chamber. I scanned over the interior of her room, and I found that it was just as spacious as our room at home. 

Actually, visitors were not allowed to go upstairs, especially men. But since the school year just ended, some of the dorm restrictions were lifted, which allowed visitors to visit even the private rooms. 

When we entered the room, beside her bed, there was a table and a set of chairs arranged for us to sit on. The table and chairs were wooden and had ebony-black colors, not due to the paint but to the materials. 

Those pieces of furniture were made out of Black Treant and were crafted by myself. All of those were kept with the Inventory that was bestowed upon the orichalcum bracelet that I gave to her. There were other things aside from those, but for now, she was kind enough to even provide me with a seat. 

"Mom..." 

When I, the last one to get inside, closed the door, Sister then faced Mom and opened her arms, shamelessly begging for a cuddle in front of everyone. 

"Fufu. This daughter of mine." 

"I really miss you, Mom." 

"I missed you too, Louise."

Mom then complied with her request and tenderly held Sister. Mom and Sister had not seen each other for a while, so we let them spoil each other for a bit. 

"Please take a seat." 

"Thank you, Louise." 

Once Mom and Sister had finished their embrace, Sister sat on the edge of her bed as she offered us seats. Now that the greetings had been done, the discussion about other stuff was ready to tackle.