Rosalind-style, blurry.

What to prepare

- Several suspects.

· Properly sized rooms

-Decks and chairs

- Cleaning equipment locker

• Horror-based tools (recycled)

-Camera magic tools

-Clarin and vacuum cleaner equipment

- Ninja

- Video Storage Devices

So get started!

First, 30 madhand golems were installed at the desk beforehand. The magic of stealth makes it invisible on the outside.

The cleaning equipment locker is packed with Mr. Shaka and you. It's tight, so it's completely jammed.

In addition, CCTV equipment is also installed. Hehe, well, cooking start.

Several suspects came in as planned. Cursed people are silently researching, aren't they? The two of you who aren't cursed look restless. One… Surely the third room manager seems frustrated.

Here, the madhand golem is remotely operated. The order simply 'touched a human being nearby'. A madhand golem just touched the third room manager, Mr. Stout. Mr. Stout... probably thought it was the dean's prank. Hi Madhand Golem and I were super surprised. But I can't solve the transformation. Either that's not enough, or there's a killer among the cursed... either.

But another fellow... a super good guy or something. I'm desperately trying to protect the other researchers against a madhand golem that could be a demon. But what bothers me is Mr. Stout. It looks like something is going astray.

Well, no, Mr. Shaka. Mr. Shaka gave you an order to 'hug a human being nearby'. When the researcher screamed and fell, Mr. Stout's figure collapsed like clay.

Hmm, was the killer Mr. Stout? Chameleon mutant species Beast Man. Unlike normal chameleons, chameleons can change shape as well as dye.

I was going to look at this reaction and decide what to do with him. Yeah, I'm kidding.

That's why I asked Clarin to clean up the golem. Ha ha. I'm surprised. More blackmail... wasn't, ask the director you were asking to get the researchers out of the room. Huh? What's the threat... a favor story? If I found out about this curse, I'd say it's a huge cut in the magic court budget (full laugh)... or something. I've already reported it to the Chancellor. (laughs)

And when the researchers left, Mr. Stout committed suicide, as expected. Good - not some obscure poison or something. It's hard to tell if you're planting it in your teeth or something.

Our capable ninja (Jash) is winging Mr. Stout. I was stealthy on Jash for once, too... but as much as I don't think I had to find out, I forgot to exist, too.

No, I don't mind blurring out, but I could commit suicide, so I put him in my room... and I won't tell you because he's going to get hurt... but his presence wasn't serious until he moved.

"Ha, let go!

"... stout"

"... Dear Jasper!?

Mr. Stout (his real name seems to be Stout) noticed Jash.

"... I'm Jash now. Listen to me. That's what my uncle... His Highness Judas wants."

He seems to have given up his resistance, but he's staring at Jash.

"I didn't betray Jash. Instead, it was you who betrayed me."

"Nah!?

Actually, I made you betray me, but you shouldn't say anything extra. I found out later, Master Judas. I haven't betrayed you if I think of my own sincerity. Mr. Stout seems to have made an angry target on me. Haha, you're so angry. I smiled sparingly.

"Weird, didn't you think? I can't believe that sweet guy gave orders that might throw you away and pawn you."

"Remember. Was' That Last Person I Met 'really' Your Lord '? Didn't you think it was weird? I wonder if that gentleman would really like a fight. Though in other countries, do you want others to be unhappy?"

Oh, it's blue... it's white. There was no chameleon beast man I knew, but that's funny! Litmus, the color changes like a test strip. By the way, red when you get angry, blue when you grieve, white when you have strong emotions, pink when you rejoice. By the way, Master Judas told me.

"... you... what do you know? Is that one safe?!?

Oops.

Suddenly they grabbed my shoulder and rocked me. Jash moved slightly to stop it, but told him he was fine with his gaze.

"So let's actually look at it"

I laughed nicely at Mr. Stout.