The next day, Addy was a long way from the Albert family.
The glamour and bustle of the Albert family and downtown quiet as a lie, and the vast land has no streetlights or anything but mansions. There is one cabin.
Though enough for people to live in, the surroundings are too kill scenery. That quiet sight may be suitable for a healing or hiding life, but on the other hand it may be slightly inconvenient.
"... I'm pretty sure you're here"
Yes, Addy asked, and the woman standing next to him nodded.
We both have a serious look on our faces and the wrapping air is heavy. It's not compatible with this long idle, natural scenery.
But from the current state of mind of the two of us, it is also natural that it will be heavy air.
If I hadn't come to this natural place for a picnic, I wouldn't be dating a man or a woman.
... I visited this land for only one reason.
"There's an example fortune teller in that cabin..."
"Yes, there's an unbeatable owner of vertical rolls in that cabin."
And here's the thing.
I can't help staring at the cabin to stare at it with a serious look, because I'm asking for help solving a case and rolling my uninhibited hairdresser soul.
"Addy, I don't ask you about vertical rolls for any reason, but those are my prey."
"Go ahead."
"Beat that vertical roll down and I'll try to bloom back into the Albert family again as a hairdresser!
Addy gave a whole-hearted support and applause to the fighting hairdresser.
Thanks to her, and precisely because of her indomitable beautician soul and fighting spirit, we were able to locate the fortune teller's residence. I'll give you a mouthfeel for a re-job when it's all cleared up...... while visiting the Albert family with legs that knocked down a vertical roll to see this fighting spirit, and the next day I could be working in the salon as I deserve.
Imagining the sight, Addy shook her head once she swung. Not if you're thinking about it now.
What we need to do now is get help to dispel suspicion.
I told myself so and walked out to the cabin with my feelings tightened.
The shack is dim when it comes to daylight, and thick curtains are blocking the light of day.
I guess he only cleaned his living area. There was scattered and dusty everywhere, unusual and gloomy air striking from the natural overflowing sights around him.
It was one woman who opened the door and welcomed me in. Will the year be as good as Mary or Addy's parents? A striking piece in plain sight goes hand in hand with the air in the room, making the woman look darker. Blood looks bad, too, and a joking phrase came up behind Addy's brain: 'The Witch's Place'.
Undecorative, shady woman, at first glance would look that way......
Whenever she moves, boom and shake, pull out the luxurious pitch-black vertical roll and look, but talk about.
Its tightly wound vertical rolls are disproportionate for rustic outfits. I can only see my hair floating.
If you didn't know what was going on, you would have said, "I wish I could wear it for my hair or have a simple hairstyle for my clothes".
But finding out that the vertical roll was spontaneous rather than set, Addy drank a gokuri and a saliva in front of the person she was looking for. Next door, by the way, the hairdressers we've worked with are spreading their tools.
"Sorry for the unexpected visit"
"No, I don't mind..."
Although I invite you indoors, I can see the colors of vigilance and confusion in the expression and tone of the woman.
While taking that for granted, Addy stared at the woman without changing her harsh expression. Normally I would even laugh affectionately to de-alert, but I can't get a calm look or anything like that just because they are. I'm finally here without staring.
That's how I got to the table, prompted by a woman. She still looks surprised, alternating between Addy and the hairdresser.
"... Um, what can I do for you"
"I'm here to straighten the vertical roll"
"Please, just shut up for a second. I wanted to ask you something. Alicia's... No, tell me what you know about Princess Alicia"
When I stared at him with rusty eyes and told him, I guess there was a verse on my mind that took a woman's breath.
If you slip away from your face slightly to escape your gaze, the pitch-black vertical roll swings with a boom. - By the way, I saw that vertical roll swing, and the hairdresser took out the sassy. But as I grab my arm with my other hand in a hurry, I guess I'm trying to contain my inner fighting spirit until the end of the conversation.
"Princess Alicia's... is it..."
"I'm not here to punish you. That's not me, that's what Alicia should do. Now I want you to return what you know and what you brought up at the time."
The woman slowly stood up when she leaned down for a while against Addy, who tells her in a harsh tone.
Approaching the old shelf with powerless footsteps. You hadn't had your hands on it for a long time, and when you breathed softly, the white dust broke out.
Take the little box out of there and come back again with a powerless foothold. Whether you put a box on the table or take a piece of paper out of it, a woman will never look up at you once. The chilling peeking complexion is blue, as if waiting for the final judgment.
Are you omitting what you have served, or are you afraid that you will be punished? I'm not sure about either of them, but the woman has offered one sheet of paper to Addy without resisting.
I guess it's been in the box for a long time, the degradation is severe, but there's nothing I can't read. What stands out about the wrinkles that have been rounded several times is that you tried to destroy this document with regret? The ends are torn, but all of them stop with hesitant shallows.
I guess I tried to let go of it more than once with guilt and fear, and even destroying it each time became scary and thoughtful. I can see the days of Goto on just one document.
"This is the notification of the Princess's birth, isn't it? You stole it and had to rewrite it."
"Yes... that day, before I grabbed Princess Alicia... from the administration room..."
A woman speaks of her sins in a harsh voice.
Hearing that, Addy exhaled a breath of relief in her heart.
I wondered what I would do if you gave me a shine.
No, if I were to be precise, should I say, 'At the moment of the shiitake, I decided that this story was over and the hairdresser would strike me in the hand, so I wondered what I would do then'?
But either way, Addy's worries ended in concern. The woman honestly admitted her mistake and began to talk about it in a distressing voice.
"A boy will be born between the two sires"
The fortune came off, and I couldn't admit it and grabbed Alicia. Both sires gave up on Alicia's search and the next time they gave him a boy, he could prove his fortune wasn't a mistake......
Alicia was in the way. I didn't like the fact that my blonde hair and purple eyes seemed to show off that my fortune had come off.
Even if the day comes when Alicia will return to the royal family one day, sooner or later there will be those who disagree that it is strange to decide to be royal just because of the shades of her hair and eyes.
Suspicious of my fortune because I interrupted my glorious accomplishments...
"That's what I was thinking then.... How could you have been so proud..."
Voices that repent of their past deeds are trembling and convey regret and fear. I'm leaning down with a blue face, and its bloody wickedness is enough that it's not strange to fall at this moment right now.
But Addy was neither sympathetic nor comforting nor motivated, and returned it with one deep sigh. The woman's shoulders tremble bickly.
He said he grabbed Alicia, just left her in a distant orphanage without feeling like putting his hands on the child, and that's how he got to this land to hide his identity.
My omnipotence, intoxicated enough to extend to the crime, gradually fades, and the more time passes, the greater the horror of my cultivated deeds. I couldn't even come up with a name now, and I trembled every day to escape from the eyes...
Addy looked down on the paperwork as she listened to the woman in a trembling voice about half the time. To be honest, there is no woman's regret or redemption of interest. I'm not in a position to punish you, and I'm not willing to comfort you if you're not sympathetic to how much women talk about pity.
Now it is this document. I proceeded to read that there must be a clue as to why I only stole this one, and stopped my gaze at one point.