One afternoon, as I was walking down the corridor of the mansion, I heard a voice that sounded like they were arguing about something.
　As I approached the voice to find out what was going on, I could hear it coming from inside the living room that my sister usually uses.

　And the voice that I hear.

''Why can't I!''
Midea?

　Her voice is still young, but strong to the core.
　She is the granddaughter of Swordsman Perseus and my barging apprentice, Midea.

　You can hear her saying something to Midea, but this is her sister's voice.
　You can recognize her, but unlike Midea, you can't tell what she's saying through the door.

That doesn't make sense to me!

　Once again I heard Midea's voice clearly through the door.
　I knocked on the door, curious as to what it was about.

'Who is it?'
It's me, sis.
Hermes?　Go ahead.

　I opened the door and walked in.

　In the room, which was furnished there and arranged with the assumption of ease of use, I saw two sisters, one sitting and the other standing and crowding the sister, Midea.

'What's the matter, Hermes?'
'That's my line. I could hear them arguing in the hallway. What's going on?
She won't ask to be included in 'Team Beauty'.
'Team beauty?　What's that, that's a word I've never heard before.
It's one of the distinctions of HHM48.
'You're alive?　I mean, you're not being more specific than that!

　I plunged into it with such force that my voice almost betrayed me.

　When I made her look into the dreamscape group right after we met, or so, she misunderstood me as being that type of person (,,,,) and said she was going to make my harem to get me back on the right track.

　That's HHM48 - the Hermes Harem.

　I honestly thought it was a one-off, a joke.

'Midea, I'll say it again, you're in the best position to be on 'Team True'. If you force yourself into Team Beauty, your goodness will only be buried.
But, um...

　Midea moans.
　Her childish face turns bright red and her cheeks puff out.
　She looks quite frustrated.

''I mean, is there such a thing as a team true? How much more concrete is the story going on, sis?''
There are only three teams. Truth, goodness and beauty. Those are the only three.
Not only that. What's the point of that classification?

　While saying that, he glanced at Midea.
　It's a good thing that you don't want to be on Team True, and that you strongly appeal directly to your sister to join Team Beauty, so the classification must have a meaning, a meaning that Midea cares about.

You're not going to be able to get a good deal more than that. True, it is an ability. It can be knowledge or martial arts. The girls on this team have been chosen for their abilities to be worthy of being by Hermes' side.
'I see. Midea's swordsmanship is excellent, you know.
'Yes, that's why I tell them to stay true, but they insist on going into beauty and won't listen.
By the way, is beauty--is it a word?
Yes, sir.

　My sister nodded. Out of nowhere, she took out a picture of the women she had taken with magic.
　All of them are first-class beauties in appearance.

'This is beauty. Dare I say it in a bad way, it's a vase.''
That's a really bad way to put it.

　I can't help but smile.
　Probably the opposite of true. I guess they just choose it for its beauty and appearance.
　That's why it's called a "vase".



　Midea blurted something out.
　I could hear it, but my brain's automatic defenses kicked in, "Better not to understand it.

'What about the good?'

　To divert the conversation, I ask my sister further.

"Like this girl,

　She pulls out another picture.

'Isn't this ... a child?
'She's the ace of Team Good. A child to heal Hermes with strong motherhood and high receptivity. That's good.
How can a child this young have motherhood?

　It was the best plunge of the day. His voice clearly flipped over.
　To be frank, she was even younger than Midea, a child, if you can call it that.

　And that's ... motherhood?

'You can call her 'Mamaaa...' and spoil her.
I won't!　I wouldn't call you mommy at such a young age.
It's not too late to say that.

　My sister chuckled meaningfully.

　What?　Are you sure it's motherhood?　Am I destined to call her "Momma..."?

　A shiver ran down my spine, and I hurriedly deflected the topic for the second time today.

''But you were serious about recommending it, weren't you? And to be able to classify it that way, you picked out quite a few people, didn't you?
'Yes. We've had an increasingly large number of candidates come in recently, so we're sifting and scooping up the supernatant from there.
'More and more of them these days?　Why?
'Did you know that the Dreamscape Gang and another mysterious bandit group have been in the dark recently?
Oh, yeah. Well, just to talk.

　I gave an iridescent reply.
　Aside from the Dreamscape Group, the other one - the pro-guard bandit army that's working with His Majesty the King - shouldn't be discovered by his sister either.

''That has improved the lives of the common people, especially the peasants, so more and more places are releasing their surplus labor force.
You're on your own!

　I was the source of the problem.

　I guess I joined my sister's HHM48 without realizing it.

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What's up, Doc? You're preoccupied.

　The palace of Rethym, its courtyard.
　I came once a week to rehearse with His Majesty the King, and during the rehearsal His Majesty asked me curiously.

'What?　Oh, sorry.
What's bothering you?　If I could, I'd take it away.
What?
Aren't you and I close?
"Your Majesty...

　The king staring at me smirked.
　Yes, I've heard that it's rude to have more side rooms than the king.
　It's not that it's a law, but somehow the nobles tend to refrain from doing so.

　If that's the case.......we should talk to them and ask His Majesty to issue an imperial order to stop your sister.

　With that in mind, I told His Majesty about HHM48.
　My sister led my harem, which has already grown to nearly three hundred in number, and even more so, it has split off from Team True, Good, and Beautiful and is now an organization.
　When my sister told me about it, I confided in her about it, which was bothering me.

　I didn't forget to nuance the fact that I was in trouble.

　I'm not sure I'm going to be the only one who can do that.

I see. So that's what happened.
Yeah, so...
All right, I'll give you one of mine.
What did you mean by this, Your Majesty?

　The conversation again (....) flew off in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

What do you mean, "Oh, what do you mean by giving?
'Why do you look so strange? Isn't it just a matter of a king giving a queen to his subjects?
'What?　No, well it's just that, yes, but...

　It's true that this is on the "it is" level.

　The king sometimes gives a queen from his palace to his subjects as a gift.
　In the Kingdom of Aegina, it's such a common story that you could think of such a thing as the first thing to happen if you make a success in battle.

　It's an honorable story.

"It's a great way to show the connection between me and my teacher to the world, and it kills two birds with one stone.

　As His Majesty says, it is a variant of a political marriage, so to speak, that strengthens the closeness and strength of the bond between the king and his subjects.
　It is too common in the aristocracy.

　There is one but........I didn't think it would turn out this way.

'Oh, don't worry, good sir.
What?
I won't give you that bad girl. Candidates?　I'll give you a child who can rise to the occasion with his own genius from the likes of
It's even more awesome!
If you're right, we should go and pick one. I have a lot of unkempt women in the palace.

　It's a worthy choice.
　His Majesty the King said that and left in a good mood.

　To say that the King personally submits one person to HHM48, would mean that HHM48 would be authorized.

　.....................What a mess.