Nanny For Young Master's
Genius 59 - Music room

"All right, I'll agree to your deal!" said Carver who in an instant made everyone petrified to hear his sentence.

Nanny stopped her steps, she turned to Carver who had just spoken. The two female eyes immediately sparkled as soon as she heard her words just now.

"Really?" nanny asked to make sure once again.

Carver snorted angrily before finally answering, "Yes."

The woman smiled at him hearing his words. "Alright, then from today on we make a deal."

Nanny releases her hand and crouches down facing each other with Carver.

Nanny stretched out her hand with her outstretched little finger.

"What's this?" carver didn't understand.

"Of course this is a sign for our agreement. You just need to link your pinky like this, then stick the surface of your thumb as a signature. That way, the official deal starts." Nanny exemplifies with both hands. Although it looks a bit strange because the hand that should be used for the promise of the little finger is the same hand.

Carver was silent for a moment, he seemed hesitant to make a decision before Nanny finally withdrew her hand.

Carver, realizing that, immediately brushes Nanny's hand, moves her own and ends up linking her little finger to Nanny.

Their deal begins, and Nanny's negotiations succeed.

Nanny smiled knot.

One first step. It's just a small step, but it's okay. This is an advance that might bring me closer little by little towards the young master.

...*...

Colins stared at the clock that was coiling on his wrist repeatedly. It's been over ten minutes he's been waiting, and Carver hasn't come.

"Huft~ looks like he's not coming. Should I just go?" Colins muttered softly.

Usually when Carver is late, it means there are only two possibilities, Carver does not want to attend his class or he just woke up and was preparing or persuaded to attend his class.

From the beginning, Carver was impressed not to want to attend his class at all. Even repeatedly, Colins sees Carver as if forced to attend his class.

If it continues like this, Colins' spirit in teaching the son of the only Duke master was also so continue to shrink.

If not a request from master Duke directly, maybe now I am busy teaching in the academy, Inner Colins.

Colins took a long breath. However, he could not regret the offer from Karl for choosing to teach Carver privately. Because to be honest he was also happy to be able to teach him privately like this, but sometimes Colins was upset because Carver who was playing more games than listening to his lessons.

Chequek!

The sound of the door rippled out his entire daydream. The woman immediately turned to the direction of the voice and found Carver stepping in.

Colins's facial features changed instantly. He was silent for a moment, startled to mix with delight as soon as he saw Carver finally coming.

"Young master!" Colins spontaneously got up from his position. He bowed in salute to the boy who had just stopped his steps right in front of him.

Carver came with Nanny.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, madam," Nanny said with a smile.

"Ah, it's okay. That's not a big deal to me." Colins smiled back. "If you may know, you…"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Nanny, the new nanny of young master."

"Greetings."

"From now on, young master will be sure to always come to attend your classes. I'll make sure he doesn't skip anymore."

"Thank you, please help."

"Sucks," Carver muttered with an annoyed face. He looked at Nanny. Honestly, he was still a bit upset because he had made a hasty decision like that.

But, how else? He made a deal with Nanny.

Nanny turned her eyes to Carver who was standing right beside her.

"Good!" ketus Carver's.

"Then I go first. Please start the lesson."

"Yes." Yeah."

Nanny bowed and left Carver with Colins in there.

As soon as the door closed, Carver immediately approached his desk and sat there.

For some reason, but it seems the young master is so obedient to this nanny.

About where was the old nanny?

Why should I bother thinking about that? Now the most important thing is that the young master wants to come and attend my class, this way I can teach calmly.

Colins smiled, he glanced at Carver a glance before finally moving towards his seat to begin the lesson.

...*...

"Now I am free."

"Because the young master will study until after lunch, that means I am free until later."

"Now what should I do to keep me from getting bored?"

"My job here is only as a nanny, while other tasks have been done by other maids." Nanny memonologist.

"Is it better to see Nora?"

"It seems like a good idea. It's possible that I could ask him a lot about the young master, about what Zelda usually does when she's with the young master. I can tell you what he's doing."

Nanny sped up, looking for Nora to ask Carver a lot of things and what he usually did with Zelda.

But Nanny had not been able to meet Nora, her steps had stopped again when she accidentally saw a door open.

Why is that door open? Is there someone in there?

Nanny approached the door she saw. He realized that there was a door open there.

Arriving at the door, he tried to peer in. After being noticed, there was no one in there.

"Hello? Is there someone inside?" Nanny pushed the door while stepping inside there.

Inside, Nanny circulated her gaze, and it was true. There's no one in there.

There's no one here. But why is the door open? Who just came here?

Nanny fell silent. Instead of going and looking for the person who has opened the door, his attention is on all the things in there.

Looking at all the things in there, Nanny can conclude that the room is a music room.

There are several musical instruments in there, ranging from piano, violin, cello, saxophone, and other musical instruments.

The room was almost full of all kinds of musical instruments that seemed very complete.

Nanny slowly unconsciously walked deeper into the room.

"Here, the music room?"

"Did this house of young master and Duke master like to play music?"

"There's a lot of instruments in here."

Nanny approached one by one musical instrument there.

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