Dead Royalty

The Lover's Bodyguard

"I'm sorry but I'm not allowed to actually let you meet her." Narina said as Nue bowed her head, looking crestfallen.

"B-but.. WHY!!!?" Nue sobbed.

"Because, as her bodyguard, it's my job to ensure she get's absolute privacy, even when I'm not actually on shift." said Narina. "It's weird, I know, but they told me that was my duty. I'm just stunned that my first job at the Powers Society would be something like this... and something so soon before I even graduated."

Narina had in fact always pictured herself as a Stationed Hero abroad, assigned to a town much like Nat Falcon and the Powers Society Varus City division from her and Nue's practical lessons which they were supposed to team up with once a month and train out in the field with.

Narina had to wonder why Nat and the others operated out of a sushi shop if the Chairwoman's headquarters were right over their heads.. but she thought it was probably better not to ask.

Nue fell face down on Narina's bed, hitting her fists against the bed and throwing a tantrum. "I WANNA SEE HER!! I WANNA I WANNA I WANNAAAA!!"

Besides her tendency to sniff people's chests.. Nue also had another oddity, which was throwing very childish tantrums.

Of course, Nue was usually pretty calm and reserved, which gave her an emotionless appearance, but when she was REALLY rattled, her childish side came out in full force.

"My apologies ma'am.." said Bartholomew, as he looked over from where he and Bella were talking to each other about faulty wiring in certain androids. "But I do think sweets calm her down when she's like this.."

"I know, why do you think I'm putting this apron on?" Narina muttered as she tied her apron on. "I'm baking a cake for Nue.. "

"Ahhh... one of your famous cakes surely will take her out of her sour mood." said Bartholomew. "My am I thirsty.."

"FOR PETE'S SAKE!! YOU DON'T HAVE A MOUTH!! I KEEP TELLING YOU THAT!" Narina roared as Bartholomew poured orange juice over his domed head.

A little later that morning, Narina found herself down in the kitchen as Zenia, one of her friends from the Baking Club, assisted.

Zenia was a pleasant pink haired girl, and one who was passionate about becoming a Dual Profession hero. Somebody who did hero-work on the side while pursuing a main profession, in this case, a professional chef.

"Ah.. Narina." said Zenia as she handed Narina a large bag of flour. "If I understand right, this is for Nue right? Is she having one of her rare Super Tantrums again?"

"Yep." said Narina as she pulled out a sheet of paper where she had written her own personal recipe. "My Jelly Belly Strawberry Cake should do the trick.."

"You haven't done that one in a while.." said Zenia. "I'll get out the strawberries, and jam, can you mix up some dough?"

"Got it." said Narina. "Bella... can you beat some eggs?"

Bella nodded as she walked over. Her hand retracted into her wrist, and an electric egg beater slid out, "Household functions are my niche Narina-chan! Heehee. That and driving.."

"No.. definitely not driving.." Narina muttered, as Bella began beating the eggs, her egg beater hand spinning and whirring.

Narina had just set the cake in the oven, as Zenia set the timer, when suddenly, some of Mizuki's bodyguards ran in.

"EH!?" Narina stammered. "What are you doing here!? My shift isn't for 2 hours! I have P.E. in 3 minutes!"

"We will send a note." said the first guard. "Please, it's an emergency.. we need you to come in."