Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"Hmm! Fair enough. So, you, do you keep the killer's eye on him?

Elle finally cut through the conversation and changed the subject.

"There's no way I know that. I don't even know who was killed..."

Gaius realized there was more.

"Could it be the work of the signals!?

Then Elle immediately denied it.

"I don't think so. They can't imitate a body without a neck. It doesn't make sense."

"Right. Sure, that neckless body is clearly meant to be shown to someone intentionally. But who the hell did you do that imitation to? Could it be someone in a group..."

"Well. I don't know that yet. But, come on, you know what I mean."

"Hmm. I knew you wouldn't know. Why did you do that in such a place..."

Then Elle raised her mouth angle with a loathsome grin on her face.

"Look, I'm having fun again."

Gaius hesitated to deny it.

"No, I'm not!

"No!

"No!"

"No!

"No!

The two continued to be dignified forever, as if they were twisted and enjoying themselves.

Two.

The next morning, when Gaius and the others went to school, police officers dressed in a set uniform around the school stood at equal intervals to guard them.

In the meantime, the students were knocking through the school gates one after the other as a precaution.

"Great security."

Max whispered to Gaius as he changed his shoes in front of a dumpster in the school building.

But Gaius replied to Max at his usual volume, without hissing his voice.

"Right. Well, there's been a homicide, so that would be a natural reaction."

Max was then surprised by Gaius's voice volume, and after a brief moment he said it in a tone that lurked his voice again and blamed him.

"Loud voice, Gaius."

Then Gaius said with a slight bitter smile.

"That's not true. It's a normal size. By and large, Max is shrinking too much. It's not like we're the murderers, so we just need to be more dignified."

Then a crisp, cool voice echoed from behind them.

"You're right. Mr. Gaius Schneider."

When Gaius turned to the voice in surprise, there stood a man with a familiar face.

"... Councillor Shester..."

There stood Councillor Helmut Shester, dressed in a well-tailored suit and with a cool smile.