Rosalind, my sister was making a lot of noise every once in a while, and it was late at night. I think I'm out of focus. Somehow I left the atelier and walked in the garden.

White visible in the dark night. A noble, beautiful, untied white cat and a garden at night.

Hmm, as beautiful as I'd like to paint.

"Marie?"

"Potch..."

Unusual and not energetic. How are you? = About Marie. Besides, Marie should hate the garden because the smell of flowers in the garden is tight. It's pretty rare to be here.

"... Potch is amazing"

"Huh?"

Marie said looking away from me. [M]

"Marie and I are different"

"... well, I'm not like Marie, so it's obvious. I'm good at painting. Marie is good at hunting. Marie is Marie."

Marie smiled bitterly. I've never seen her laugh like this.

"Marie... I can't be Marie where I was born and raised. I have to be honest and just do my orders. I don't need Marie's will. I don't even need Marie's name. I'm just allowed to laugh and say 'yes'. So Marie is for Marie... not going back. Try to escape from the past."

I don't know what kind of environment Marie was in. But unlike me, she has memories of the past and doesn't go back on her own... she chose to run away.

"I think Marie is amazing, too. I... want to know. My real parents and my past. But... I want to stay in the potch. I mean, I'm a wagamama. It's probably just like Marie."

"............ well"

Marie loosens her expression more than just now.

"Marie"

"Hmm?"

"... Whatever happens, Marie is my 'sister' in my family. Marie is Marie. I'm on Marie's side. That's all I remember."

"... Potch..."

I've seen Marie's painting before and a cat beast called some nobleman has asked me to meet Marie. Sometimes people look at my paintings and want to meet the models. I always say no, so naturally I tried to say no at this time.

Probably humans happen to be the ones who see them. Give them a targeted response and they give up. But the cat beast man didn't give up. Persistently and again she was told to tell me because she might be a disappearing courtier. At the end of the day, I've made threats.

Because he was a high-pressure man with a bad feeling, I appropriately told Marie. [M] Marie was obviously frightened at the time, and I asked my sister to kick the man out of Christia.

I don't know how your sister did it, by the way. I was afraid of your sister's smile.

I then stopped modeling Marie. I would sketch about it, but I decided not to show it to anyone else.

If Marie wants to be Marie, we just help her.

"... Marie remembers what Potch did to me. So Marie will definitely help you if Potch is in trouble. Because Potch is Marie's brother."

Beautiful Marie who says that and laughs gently. I didn't know what Marie had in mind at this time.

Marie was making a big decision at this time... and I later found out.

And the next morning. It was reported by Rabbisha that he happened to be a genius intelligence agent studying in that country.

I don't feel like it's a coincidence. But I kept quiet because I said it probably wouldn't help.

According to Rabbisha's report, it is true that my mother is in critical condition. The situation is unstable and we have been at war with our neighbours for years. He said the trigger was over a certain mine. I can't settle, and now you're in a cold war state?

Rather, the internal circumstances are more of a problem, not that way, and you think the interior is a bee with the Kings Brotherhood and Kings?

"When Potch gets back there, he'll definitely be in a home commotion."

I thought I'd stop going... a little... a lot.