"Rosie, I need to see that paper again."
Yeah? It's fine, but yes.
Close the door and give Celia a piece of paper while removing the dirt from her shoes at a slightly wider entrance.
"... it still only says the address and the name of the surviving family, right? What kind of magic did you use?"
"Did you just say that? I don't use magic tricks. It's just a combination of observation and conversation."
"No, I know it's an inch. That's why I don't know where the names and memories that only couples know come from."
I put the piece of paper that I received back in my pocket while saying that.
Shortly afterwards, I pointed at my chest.
"Elsa had two rings hanging from her neck, one of which had the name" Ellie ”engraved on the inside. I usually wear it when I see multiple wounds on the outside and even lower it in the house. That would be quite important. I mean--"
"Pairing with a murdered husband?"
"Yes, so I deduced that“ Ellie ”was a nickname from her husband. Otherwise, I wouldn't carve it in that place."
Hmm, Celia nodded with her hands on her chin.
"What about the house? It's certainly well cleaned, but you won't know if it's a memorable home."
"I knew Celia's weakness was there. I don't think about the" why ”part —— no, I don't know if I've unconsciously excluded it from my mind."
"I won't deny it, but I'm not inferior to you in your ability to find evidence. You should know how attached you are to your home."
Fufu, when she exhaled, Celia looked at me with a dull face.
"... I want you to tell me if you've missed something. For postsecondary school."
"Elsa's love for her husband is considerable. Seven years after he was killed, he still carries his pairing around with him. It's normal psychology to want to distance yourself from unpleasant events, but if you have better memories or deeper connections than that, that's not the case. That's what this house is for her."
That's how I walk into the back of the house.
"I don't feel guilty enough to stick to people's weaknesses, but I am sensitive to the subtlety of my mind. He's an outrageous man.... Risha, is Rosie always there?
"Ahahah... yes, sometimes..."
Celia exhales deeply into Risha, who leaks a dry laugh.
"Sometimes. It's not something you can do with the frequency of a trick like that."
"Well, it's logic...."
I twisted my neck with a subtle face that seemed convincing, but not so.
Celia's question is correct.
From the edge, you can only see the gap in your heart where you don't want others to step in, while forcibly opening the key and stepping on it with your feet.
If you don't feel guilty about it, you know how Celia feels when she doesn't understand.
For the sake of purpose, it doesn't matter whether there is a name for it or not. You're crossing an important line as a person.
Come on, let's go.
Even if she stays at the front door too much, she gets suspicious, so she pushes Celia with a suspicious expression from her back to the living room.
"I'm making tea. Come on, sit down.
The rectangular table has four wooden chairs.
Sitting Lisa and Celia, I wander around the house by myself. [M]
So, where is Kyle now?
"Elsa, I have something to tell you first."
Saying so, Elsa leaves a tray of tea and looks at us.
Did you feel my serious expression? I nodded after breathing to calm myself down. [M]
"I don't know how long Kyle can stay here. Remember that it may disappear at the next moment."
"... yeah, I got it."
"And today is the first and last day I'm going to tell you what he said as a relay."
Elsa asked, pretending to be calm, if I could ask why.
"As I explained briefly earlier, what keeps the spirit of the dead in this world is finally the“ strong feeling of thinking about the dead ”of our creatures. I'll never see you again, I'll never talk to you again - that's why I'm so impatient. That kind of feeling brings a miracle for just a moment."
"Really, so...."
Grab a hold of your mouth and hold your other hand firmly.
"Yes, if you think you can see Kyle anytime and talk to him anytime, he won't show up again. I don't want that either."
That said, she smiled and unexpectedly looked at Risha.
I thought it was my intention to blame me, and my eyes had a color of relief.
"... let's get started. Can you tell me what you and Kyle are familiar with?