The next day.
I came to Charlotte's Mansion.
Enter the balcony.
Charlotte's handwritten message was still stuck inside the window.
To Lute.
Please come in.
From Charlotte.
I think I've figured out why the worm is like a prank.
If you've been alone since you were seven years old, maybe you've never taught anyone how to write letters...
I enter the Mansion through the window and proceed to the hallway as I did yesterday.
Charlotte, like yesterday, used brooms and wipes to clean the hallways.
"Ah, Lute, good morning!
It's just a rush. The expression is bright.
"... nh, Lute, what's wrong? Did something happen?
And she leans her neck.
Huh?
"It's kind of a difficult face..."
Shit.
It seems to have appeared on my face.
"No, it's nothing."
"... is that so? I hope so... Besides, thank you for coming today!... I'm so happy."
Until yesterday, I was floating on these words, but now I have a complicated feeling.
Charlotte is happy and natural. I've never seen anyone before...
Last night, I broke into the camouflage building where the man and woman were and read some of the documents that were stored there.
Conclusion.
After all, Charlotte is conveniently used.
Eight years ago, that giant monster, Sujaradra, appeared.
At that time, the state (which seems to be the Kingdom of Swainheim) was unable to immediately prepare the combat power to counter that threat due to the influence of the "Great Passover Day". Fearing catastrophic damage, Charlotte, with his powers, was excommunicated as a sealant.
Incidentally, I didn't know much about "Big Day." Is it a disaster or something?
Moving forward, it was stated that there was a financial transaction between Charlotte's real parents and the state.
Simply put, Charlotte was sold. To a real family.
It's like a state-made document, so it's not necessarily true, and there may have been unavoidable circumstances....
In reality, Charlotte is already cut off from his real family.
Unfortunately, I'm sure this is the case.
From yesterday's examination, it appears that the role of mother has changed once every few years.
The purpose of the role of the mother is to guide Charlotte's mind by deceiving her mother into saying "she" so that Charlotte does not unseal or leave the mansion.
They usually come here about a day in seven days to call and write letters. That's the best part.
Several people are stationed in the building alternately to assist them. They are responsible for transporting supplies to the Mansion or monitoring that the seals remain unbroken.
We make it an environment where no one can see us, so we don't have any extra ideas.
No one comes to the Mansion, nor can they leave. There is no entrance or exit to that mansion because there is simply no need.
... people... what do you think Charlotte is?
You vomit.
Is this allowed?
A girl who doesn't know anything has spent more than half of her life alone.
It can't be forgiven.
"Hey, hey... Lute, did something happen? Something scares my face...."
"Hey, Charlotte."
"Ha, yes...."
…………
I'm ready to fight that monster.
"Listen, aren't you going to unseal it?
"... I'm sorry. I asked my mother yesterday, but she got mad."
I guess so.
As it is, Charlotte will not unseal the seal by his own will.
Would it change my mind if I told her that my mother was a fake?
But...
What Charlotte said yesterday is in my head.
--Sometimes it's actually a little hard. It's really boring to be alone. I'm tired of this mansion. There are lots of places to go... That's why Lute came and told me all kinds of stories. I was so happy and enjoyed it.
--Just a little more patience, the monster will probably die, and then we can live with her. And then you and your mother are going on a journey to a lot of places. That's my dream.
Could she remain as she is when she learns that her mother is a fake?
Don't you despair? Will you be sane?
I can't imagine what kind of shock would come to her when I found out the truth.
What do I do? What do I do?
"Well, wait! I can finish cleaning right away."
After all, I dropped Charlotte off to clean up while singing a nose song.
Paint again, tell stories without love, and eat lunch together...
I didn't feel like I was here.
I'm having tea time with you in the dining room now.
Charlotte was lecturing on how to draw with pleasure.
Damn it... what am I doing?
"Ah, yes. Lute, you like sweets, don't you?
Uh-huh.
"Tomorrow we'll make a cake together. My mom brought me the ingredients!
…………
I know that there was such a conversation.
"Mom said she wanted to eat too. I got angry yesterday, but I was happy (...) because I was able to talk to my mother."
She continues with a soft face.
"--You said you loved me. Huh?"
…………
This can't be the right thing to do.
... okay. I've made up my mind. I don't bother anymore. I'm hungry.
Charlotte, listen to me.
Hmm?
Your heart is pounding.
Terrible. More than fighting any enemy...
"Well, what's the matter?
Don't freak out.
Her ideals will one day fail.
Then I think we should tell them now.
"I'm going to tell you something very cruel. Be prepared and listen."
"Hmm, what...?
"I've been looking into it. That monster, this mansion. So, there's something I know."
…………
Speaking of which, I don't know what's gonna happen anymore.
"Your mother..."
"Stop it."
With an unprecedented tone, Charlotte stopped me.
The reaction was unexpected, so I lost my word.
Silence flows. Uncomfortable, unpleasant time.
It was Charlotte who broke the silence.
"Hey, this story is over! Hey, Lute, what kind of cake do you want?
"I don't know. Charlotte, listen. I'm talking about something important right now."
"I love cakes with sweet sponges! Decorate with strawberries, chocolate and raw cream... and make it out of eggs and milk. I'm sure it's delicious!
"Charlotte!"
"............!
When she bit her lips in a spicy manner, she rose up vigorously and went straight out into the aisle.
"Wait, wait!
Charlotte doesn't stop. Keep going up the stairs.
As I followed him, I saw him entering the room.
The door closes with momentum!
This is the room where the crate was kept.
I pulled the door knob. It's locked.
This reaction of Charlotte. Maybe...