"Somebody --"
"Oops."
I made a gap and tried to shout again, and they just held my mouth in the palm of my right hand.... and the palm of my left hand grabs my throat cuddly.
When he leaked his pitiful voice, the man clapped his shoulders like trouble.
"You're a cautious man. Really, I'm not going to fight with you. If it's going to keep making noise, we have to cut the story off. Are you sure?
"What if..."
The man remains nostalgic for his dagger. I'm not even showing you a bareback about beating him up or stopping him from breathing right now. Sure, I don't feel like killing me.
When I pressed for silence as I bit my remorse, the man said, "Please be quiet," while taking his hand off me.
"Who are you?"
Observe the appearance as you twist and retreat to distance yourself from the man.
Probably, like, in his late 20s —— middle meat, tall, male. Dark hair, slightly narrower eyes. Otherwise, he has no distinctive features. And to the intruder's sake, his attitude is strangely thick.
The man answered my query very well.
"So you're a dreameater. Or would it be easier to tell who threatened Riselle Rosso?"
…… You are. "
"Based on that reaction, it seems my story is already in your ear. I'm glad I saved you the trouble to explain."
The man who blackmailed Mr. Risel. The man who made fun of Serenia. And the man Mr. Risel missed beating.
Remember what I heard during the day, my anger gushes with two things. Still, the man grinned and laughed joyfully as I suppressed the fist that was still about to burst out.
"Rest assured. As I said earlier, I'm not going to kill you. Where you died, there are no more people to gain."
"No more...?
"I'll tell you in advance, with this failure, we've decided to pull our hands completely off the case. This is a total defeat."
"What do you mean?
Ignoring me, the man walks towards a shelf with candlesticks and vases in a relaxed foothold. And I kept looking at the indoor conditioning in a slight and intriguing manner, as if I were going to talk to the public.
"I've been totally hit on this one. A successful attempt to puppet Mr. Riselle led to the capture of one of your men, the retrieval of Mr. Serenia, and the caged castle because of your prophetic behavior —— after all, we fled the hall without leaving our hands or feet.
Mr. Risel's surveillance was perfect. There should have been no leakage of this plan from him outside. And yet, how did you perceive our plan perfectly?
"Or... take a look. Inez sounds like a second-rate assassin. It was a leak of intent to kill, and soon I knew he was a bad guy."
"... is that a question?"
My spine's on me. I'm tired.
If you notice, the eyes of a man who should have been casually observing people's rooms were directed towards me.
They spot lies and fall into the illusion that even the hidden heart behind them is about to be revealed.
As I shake off my creeps, I glance at the man with the utmost hostility.
"What? Are you even complaining?
"Oh no, please don't hate me that much. After all, we didn't kill anyone last night, did we?
"Don't be silly. Before that, you've killed a lot of people. Besides, it's a felony to sneak into people's houses for years and just incite a weak girl to murder as a hostage."
In other words, I was sneaking into the ladies' room on my own and I didn't wait for you.
"As for Mr. Risel, I just threatened him a little. If you shield a woman you admire, it's easy for a man with too much sense of purpose to take it on his hands. As a matter of fact, we didn't mean to kill Serenia."
"Liar! If Mr. Risel failed, you were going to kill Serenia for anything"
"Well, you know very well."
Ah.
I find myself gliding my mouth in a man's exploratory gaze.
But the man never pursued it deeply, and smiled bitterly.
"You were so prospective. No, that's why you went to collect Mr. Serenia first. Haha, I'm surrendering more and more"
The unwinding laugh echoes indoors.
I listened to this and expected the lead soldiers to jump into the room, but there are no signs of movement outside the door.
When I was wrapped in the laughter of a creepy man in my still unfamiliar room, I felt my thighs and uncomfortable growing.
I wonder what this man's sincerity is. From now on, although I have only spoken plainly, I can feel the sticky gaze that scrutinizes our words and actions.
Clearly, it's disgusting.
"Come on, tell me what you came here for. You didn't sneak into the castle just to talk to the public."
"Purpose,"
The man does not answer right away, but puts his gaze back on the shelf again.
And pulled out one candle that was placed on the candlestick.
"It was a splendid purpose to talk to you. And then there was the purpose of collecting it."
"Candles...? How could you do that?"
The man said nothing and broke the wax in pieces. And point the cross section at me.
The core part of the wax was tightly packed with black crushed items.
"It's --"
"It's a poisonous incense. Inez planted this in a wax and snuck it into this room."
Maybe not, you mean that poisonous smoke. Ines, I can't believe you hid that stuff in people's rooms. I almost caught fire by accident.
"When you light this, it smells sweet. Do you want to sniff it?
The man hoisted a wax, so he held his breath unintentionally, lagging behind.
To my desperate reaction, the man leaks a small laugh.
"Ha, you seem to be just like Mr. Riselle, unable to perform abdominal arts"
"Could you have just made fun of me?
"No way. I wouldn't do that."
That said, the guy looks like he's having fun.
... No. From now on, I feel like a man has been taking the lead for a long time.
This man is undoubtedly a deep dream-eater, an important reference person, and even though he is the enemy of Lili the cock, it's as if I can't think of how I can make this man say gibberish.
Now anyway, to pull this guy off, we need to postpone the conversation. Very unpleasant is patience.
"From now on, I've been saying a lot about the failure to surrender. If you could have snuck all those people into the castle and afforded to work in people's rooms like this, you could have done enough to keep me out of the way and let Mr. Risel kill me. And yet I didn't. Besides, it was so easy to get Serenia out. What you're talking about and what you're actually doing."
"Oh, you're noticing it right around there,"
"Then don't be ridiculous"
This guy has a polite tone, but he's going so upside down.
Mr. Arge, too, has been making fun of me a lot, but I don't know what this guy is... I feel like he's looking down on everything but himself, and that feeling is hidden.
I knew assassins weren't all kinds of people.
"It was intentional to set you free, let me just say. Think for yourself about why."
"But --"
"More than that, here you go. It's a wedding."
Covered in my words trying to eat down, a man walked over here and offered me an envelope.
I receive it reflexively. Then I noticed my breadth and hurriedly threw down the envelope.
A man even looks like he's hurt.
"It's terrible. Don't be so alarmed. I didn't plant poison."
"You can't trust words like that. This one's been badly hit by you."
"... Hmm. You've been met."
When the man picks up the envelope I threw, he pays the surface dirt by hand and puts it on a shelf with a candlestick at will.
"I don't think it would hurt to take it. Inside, you'll find confidential documents indicating that your client is involved in this case, as well as information about the planning collaborators' Ikenai."
"... Yes?
"I can't say it's perfect that this is all the evidence, but now we should be able to identify our clients and pull them out to justice. It's up to you to fight from there, though. Try your best."
"Ha... ha? How could you do that? Are you willing to betray my client?
When I asked, she returned a full smile without getting her hair in.
"Yes, it is. Our position is getting a lot more dangerous too, so I thought I'd give you a client for a moment and try to get into that gap."
……
What a bunch of them. Too frightened to say a word. Don't you have that kind of professionalism, like, "Be sure to tailor any target," or "Never divulge your client's information"? No, although I don't know what assassin professionalism looks like.
"I'm not going to forgive you for being offered a mastermind. You have a past that has claimed the lives of the Duke's parents and many others."
Besides, he bullied me about Mr. Risel, said rude things to Serenia, and frustrated my newlywed life off the outset.
I don't like people as much as I miss them.
"Would you forgive me? Then I'll give you an extra one too."
With that said, the man returned the poisoned candle, which he was supposed to retrieve, to its original location.
"This, too, means a wedding celebration"
More and more noisy wedding celebrations.
Huh... this guy, what are you really here for?
"I don't need that! I don't care what happens, I don't want to miss you. Strangely on the rope."
"Oops, tough. Then I don't want to be caught, so I guess it's time to take a moment."
"Huh."
With me sidelined to be distracted, the man walked over to the window and put his foot on the window frame as he turned his back on me. To my overly insignificant behavior, I stared at the man, forgetting to even call him off.
The man turns his naughty eyes this way against the background of the night darkness.
"Goodbye, then. I hope I never see you again."
"… to. Oh, wait! I'm not done talking to you yet --"
"I won't wait. Bye."
The windows opened wide open and a bitterly cold breeze blew into the room. At the same time, the man then jumps out the window.
"Let it go!
I followed a man who disappeared into the darkness and ran over to the window.
As he stepped out and peered downstairs, he seemed blurred to land lightly as soon as the man let him down. It was like a cat.
The man notices me and waves a flicker at me, trying to walk away from the spot.
"Somebody! Intruder! Outside the mansion, heading west, hurry!
In the meantime, scream like that in an all-out voice. Even so I took off my shoes and put my foot out the window.
This is the third floor, but the height is there. There are no cushioning trees or loads down there.
But he shouldn't be missed. For the parents of the Duke and Serenia, for other murdered names and strangers, and for Mr. Risel.
Absolutely, we have to get him.
I've escaped from the second floor of my parents' house several times. Countless trees have climbed and descended.
If only I could hook my hands and feet up a bit, it should be before breakfast for me on the advanced wooden list to get out of the third floor. So ——
"Ah."
I miss hooking my right foot to the outer wall and my body falls all the way down. I desperately tried to grab something, but my hands cut off the sky and my body fell towards the ground.
Shit. I failed quickly.
Various thoughts rush through during momentary aerial walks.
If it's enough to fall off the third floor, it shouldn't be death. But if you fall badly, do you ever hit your head or die of a broken neck bone? Sometimes you can't walk for the rest of your life, even if you don't.
I have to take a passive. No, more like this--
Don't!
Immediately the shock strikes the body.
All my senses fled my body for a while, and I looked up into the night sky.
I did it......
Not dead. The loop hasn't started.
But I'm afraid to check my body. Earlier, I heard a "ooh" nasty noise.
What if I had a fracture that was acceptable enough to break a little tiny bone, but bad enough to make me unable to walk?
My grandmother, too, died quickly after I made a bad leg...
"Ku......"
When I was afraid to look directly at reality and escape from my thoughts, I heard voices from under my body.
I'll squeeze my courage and twist myself around.
Then without any pain or resistance, my body moved.
... Is that it?
"He's a hell of a man. I didn't expect you to try to follow me until I jumped out the window..."
A voice that is handicapped, emanating from a very close distance.
If you notice, I was looking up in the sky, on a man's body, in big letters. Because of that, the pain won't strike forever.
... This means that a man took my fall, huh? How could you?
The man escapes from beneath my body with his thighs. The expression was dark and unobservable, but from the breath it sounded leaky, it seemed to me that I was in pain.
"You sheltered me? How so?"
"Because if you die here, you may not be able to escape.... Oh, I've had a really bad look. Now, if you'll excuse me..."
"Ah......!
The man runs away with a slightly indelible foothold, as he drags his body.
I tried to chase the guy again but he was the best to wake up his upper body and couldn't get up.
I lost my hips.
"Mistress!?
I look up with a voice from over my head. A blood-changing escort was looking down at me from the window in my room.