Muimui-tan

- One...

"No, this is going to be a comfortable journey."

Carillon lays his hands on the window frame of the cabin and enjoys the sea view that flows outside.

"Carillon, can you relax on these sailing trips?"

Carillon had a sip of Adan's leaves in his hand, looking at the view outside, when he had prepared them.

"Carillon, Carillon, if you have too many Adam leaves, you'll be seasick."

In my words Carillon was about to spit out Adan's leaves, which were adorable and little.

"Oh hon, hon. Will, what do you say? It's a beautiful day, so let's go out on the deck and say hello to the other passengers."

Carillon, who was peeking out the window, looks back at me with a smile like he came up with something so wonderful.

"Carillon, it's not like you to say hello to the other passengers. What kind of change of heart?

All Carillon had to do was flatter his shoulders with my words. I'm talking about this carillon, you must be tired of being trapped in the cabin and continuing to see an irreplaceable view.

Carillon weaves a black cardigan over a moveable white dress and wears a sun-drenched hat. Hold a magic wand in your hand that combines walking aids and look here.

"It would be a lady's pleasure to greet the other passengers, wouldn't it?

I sigh at those words of Carillon, which seem to be fun and ironic.

"Carillon, what are you up to this time?

"Will, you put us on such a luxurious ship on the way. It's natural to say hello, isn't it?

Carillon just smiles. If this were a normal friend, I would have convinced myself of the word. But she's that carillon.

All I could do was pray that nothing would happen.

Leaving Gracia, now said to be the rising momentum of the day, in just about sixty days, the Glorious Cecilia, a fast-ocean luxury passenger ship bound for the Holy Nation. In honor of his friendship with the Holy Nation, he is the fastest passenger ship in the world to have conceded his name from the Queen of that Holy Nation. It is a dream ship that does not take the warcraft living in the sea as one, but travels to and from the Holy Nation and Gracia many times faster than ever before.

Unlike the usual ships that have existed before, it is characterised by a three-story building on the deck, not on board. I have heard that this was made by Gracia, in friendly relations with Horcea, a maritime state, with reference to the ships of residence in that country. The building built on deck consists of one floor in a sailor's facility, two floors in a room and a playroom, a dining room, and three floors in a room only. On the roof there is a steering room operated by the captain, and all the parts on board are in the engine room.

By the way, our room is in room three on the third floor. It's usually one room at a time, but the two of us in Carillon and I are using one room because we said we couldn't and they let us ride. Yes, we're saying we can't and they're giving us a ride.

This Glorious Cecilia is inherently a difficult ship for us to board.

We were caught up in a case involving a maritime state in imperial territory called Hosea (...) (yes, it was that Hosea), and we were to be put on board this Glorious Cecilia, which was just replenishing in Hosea, with the reward of its resolution.

We haven't greeted the other passengers yet because we were on our way aboard. It would take a lot of courage for me to head out to greet you because it would be all upper-class people on board (even if that was nobility) who are just healers. But there's no way I'm going to keep saying no more than I'm getting on this luxury passenger ship - I was in trouble.

Carillon walks this luxury ship in our face, not caring about my thoughts or anything like that.

"You see, Will? I thought you were a lumber-centric ship, and you're using real silver. Sure, I heard there was a true silver mine in Gracia, but what, it's a luxury?"

Carillon knocks on the ship's walls somehow and also checks the material. I don't see anyone walking on the deck. I guess it's only going to be about rooms, dining rooms, playrooms, etc. because it would be all about people located in the upper class. Can't you see the sailors because the engine room on the onboard part, which is the hallmark of this new ship, is at the heart of the job?

"Let's start by looking around in order from rooms one and two (...)"

Carillon heads to room one. At that time I didn't understand what Carillon meant when he said look (...), not greet (...).

Carillon on room one, without saying anything, lays his hands on the door, and leans his neck only a little unexpectedly, opening the door of that room.

"Hey, Carillon, isn't that rude?"

But Carillon doesn't listen to my words and goes straight into the room.

"I'm fine. Look, Will. This room is unused."

Indeed, as Carillon put it, there was no one in that room. I don't feel like using the room either. I guess it was a deserted room from the start. Carillon proceeded inside with such room one in our face, and the figure disappeared.

"Carillon, Carillon! Carillon, where are you going?

If you look, the floor of the room is off and there's a hole in it. Carillon doesn't seem careless, has he stepped through this floor? If I had just stopped Carillon from trying to get into the room, I might have done something about it, for Christ's sake.

"Come on, Will, it's not much of a noise."

I wondered if Carillon's voice had been heard from under the hole, and Carillon immediately appeared.

"Oh, boy, if I hadn't used the magic of Fry, I might have died."

Carillon, with his magic wand and fluffy floating, said that in a face that seemed to be fun.

"Carillon, are you safe? This is terrible. If you don't complain to the captain of the steering room soon..."

"Wait."

Carillon stops me as soon as I'm about to head to the steering room.

"Will, yours, that fortitude is also a preferred advantage, but it's unnecessary now. Take a good look. This room was not used. That's why."

Carillon is jumping over the hole and examining the beds, desks, etc. that were available in the rooms.

"Carillon, what do you mean? Say it in a language that I understand."

In my words Carillon stops the hand of the object for just a little bit and looks back this way.

"It was a deserted room because there was something wrong with the room. For example, I can't believe there's a hole in the floor."

It wasn't used because there was a hole in the floor?

"Then you're the one who fell in the hole."

"Sure."

"But it's not even like you"

A woman named Carillon has excellent insight, and she sees everything from small things, such a woman. Would that girlfriend fall into the hole from carelessness? Yeah, it doesn't seem like it.

"That's no excuse. It's hidden so you can't see a hole in the floor of real silver, so I'd like to make sure... look at it."

Carillon calls me in the middle of a conversation.

"Carillon, what's wrong?

Looks like Carillon found something under the bed in the guest room.

"It's like a little key."

What Carillon has is a tiny key like the one he uses in his jewelry box.

"You keep this."

Carillon gives me the little key.

"Whoa, isn't this going to be burglary?

"Nobody, it's a room that's not supposed to be used, right? Well, let's just say we deliver it to the captain later."

Carillon leaves the room intact.

"What are you doing, Will? Come on, let's go to the next room to say hello (...)"

- Two...

Carillon makes his way through room two, straight through in front of room three, our room, and heads to room four.

"Was room two good?

'Cause it's probably a room that's not worth seeing.'

Carillon flaunts his shoulder when he says so.

And room four. Carillon puts his hands on the knockers to call the people inside, in front of the door of the room. And I leaned my neck slightly there.

"Carillon, what's wrong?

"Will, there's no sign of people"

"What, this room was a deserted room, too?

Carillon looks back here and laughs with pleasure.

"No, you're not. And it should be strange (...) to have someone in the room. Yes, it's strange to be deserted."

I had a bad feeling about the carillon with the look of fun.

Carillon opens the door to room four without knocking.

Some of them......,

Inside was the body of a strange man.

The man, considered to be a middle-aged man, bleeds from his head, turning only his face upwards and falling into depression. The look stopped in amazement, making me think I didn't understand what had happened to me.

"Oh man, I didn't know you killed him and left him. If the bodies were undead, you wouldn't think it'd be a big deal."

Carillon enters the room.

"Will, can you use the magic of the detect elemental?

Carillon is closing in on the body and confirming its condition. As Carillon told me, I cast and confirm the spell of DITECT ELEMENTAL.

"It looks a little messy with the fire attributes."

"Looks like this body was made with the magic of a fire needle"

Carillon flaunts his shoulder with a pleasant expression.

"The killer has a class of wizards?

"Whoa, Will, don't move."

Carillon slowly walks to the entrance side of the room and squeaks in. He was reaching out to me if he thought he was crouched.

"Give me something to measure."

I take the measure out of my nostalgia and hand it to Carillon, for God's sake, you know what? As soon as Carillon received the measure from me, he began to gauge something on the floor of the room.

"Two, no, three?

Carillon rises.

"Apparently, it's going to be a comfortable and enjoyable sailing trip"

Sharpen your eyes like the eagle Carillon is after his prey.

"What are you gonna do?

"Will, what are you talking about? I'm not even like you, the common sense man. This seems to be a common sense person, so we should report it to the captain in the steering room first."

Carillon is looking at this one and laughing niggardly.

Yeah. Maybe he was upset when he saw the body.

First, we need to tell the captain of this ship - the Glorious Cecilia - that there has been a homicide….

Thus began such a terrible, unscrupulous murder in Carillon and my Glorious Cecilia.