I'm Liesha, not Rosie.

So I can't just guess everything Rosie thinks and move ahead with no hands.

I'm sure Rosie knows better about that.

But the fact that Rosie gave me instructions is making some kind of operation in anticipation of me acting on that. This has always been the case before.

If Rosie hasn't given up, the winning chance is bound to be there.

"So where are we going? Mr. Riesha."

"I'm going back to school first. I have a very smart friend, so I owe him wisdom. Then leave the king's capital immediately for the city of Cassia."

"School......"

"What's wrong?

"Oh, no. Speaking of which, it's the first time you've been in, I thought."

"If you're not a schoolboy, you don't have to go in."

"... yeah, really"

I was uncomfortable with the look on Mr. Steer's face when I said that and laughed.

Will Rosie know why?

"Come on, we have to get out of here first."

With that said, Mr. Stia puts her hand on the door and rocks it chattering.

"You won't even open this door. It connects the handle to the carriage frame and the rope so that it cannot be opened easily."

"Then don't worry."

"Any way?

I can't take a big spare motion in a narrow car.

Then bind the spring in your body and the centrifugal force caused by the twist and tie it in a straight line, where you move your weight together -

"Ha."

With his arms supported and his legs stuck out, the windowsill blew away with the dull sound.

Pokan, approx. Stir, who opens his mouth, kicks the glass fragments left in the window frame with his heel and removes them.

"Someone might come because I made a flashy noise. Let's get the hell out of here."

"Yes, sir"

Get off me first and check the situation.

Fortunately, there are no footsteps coming this way.

"It looks fine outside for now. You can get out easily by putting your foot on the window frame, so jump out of there"

"Oh, um... Mr. Riesha, this height is just a little..."

Stia, with her face out the window, looked down at this one with a frightened look.

Does Mr. Steer not like to move his body the same way Rosie does?

"Uh, then why don't we grab it by the window frame and go down with the rope tied to the handle as a scaffold? I'll support you downstairs."

"Then we'll figure it out..."

Watch out for the glass left in the window frame, say, supporting Mr. Stia's back coming down in such a way as fear.

When she managed to reach the scaffold, Ms. Stia left the carriage in a relieved manner.

"Eh."

Someone's coming this way.

Was it just too long?

"Mr. Steer, I'll hurry away from here. Follow me."

"Oh, I see."

I wear the hat I was wearing to Mr. Steer.

"Um, Mr. Riesha, this..."

"That's okay. You know, I may make the evil stand out because of me, but Mr. Steer doesn't want to be seen in the face, does he?

……

"Never mind. It's just that it's more important than my life, so I'll get it back to you later."

"Mr. Riesha......"

"Well, if no one sees it, it's no problem!

I'll go, and I'll run out of hand without hearing back.

The shortest road the front street leads to the school.

But from the direction of the footsteps, I bump into him on the way.

Well, then...

"I'm going from the right road"

Slow down as Mr. Steer runs.

I may make it a little impossible, but if we make it through here, we'll figure it out.

To some extent, I just have to ask you to do your best.

"Mr. Riesha, it's dark on this road!

Because of the density of buildings, I just walked into a single alley and couldn't reach the moonlight or the street lights.

It's dangerous to run inside without a restraint at your feet.

Still, it's better than being able to see me or Mr. Steer.

"I will avoid major obstacles, so never let go!

"Oh, I see."

That's how I stop my leg after a while of running.

I'm already quite far from the carriage.

I wish I could move a little brighter...

"Mr. Riesha?

"Shit!"

"Hiya!

"Ah... oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..."

Seems like he cared before he even knew it himself.

Take one, two, three deep breaths.

Think with a slightly cooler head.

I didn't know doing something while protecting someone would use so much nerve.

Rosie always does this...

"Mr. Riesha, it's my turn to apologize. I got you into this..."

"... hehe"

Mr. Stia turns a strange face at me for leaking a laugh.

"There's no need to apologize anywhere. Because I'm doing it because I want to. Me, too, Rosie."

"Mr. Riesha......"

"Come on, we're almost to school. I'll run!