This year's social season was too busy and too soon.
The Tristan, as always, returned to the Territory on a single ride that day after all schedules had been completed.
Enid and Max sort things out, then pack their bags and take the carriage home.
"King's City is full of bad bugs and worried. You, be careful."
Max keeps reminding me to drop him off. There are a lot of bad bugs, but they hardly come to me. Don't worry about it. I'm not spraying insect repellent, but what the hell is that supposed to mean? Hahaha.
And soon after Max and the others returned to Langley territory.
Summer solstice day has finally arrived.
That strange homicide happened exactly a year ago.
Noah and I have continued to think plainly.
The scene is the intersection of traffic there. It's a place with a lot of casualties, but I couldn't find any other noteworthy facts. I can't honestly predict the next crime scene.
It seems that Isaac's arrangement will increase security in King's City, but we can't do more because of an incident that we don't even know will happen.
If nothing happens, that's the best part.
I drank a glass of water before going out.
Actually, this is the spiritual water of the Messiah Forest.
After the social season was over, I went to the villa several times. I asked my uncle to inspect the water collected from the spring water and confirmed that I could drink it. So when I go to the villa, I always pick it up and bring it home.
Walk up to the spring water and pick up the water to carry it back. Naturally, I can't bring a large amount for my own work, but I use it instead of drinks some time. After all, even if I drank it, I didn't feel much different from the current situation.
By the way, I don't take my servants to swim in swimsuits made by salomes. Unfortunately, there was no female servant with the strength to accompany me on my trek.
I swimmed alone yesterday and took it back with me. Thanks to this, I feel a little rusty. I'm going to put it in a water bottle and take it with me. I wish I could take the place of a laid-back amulet.
Where, of course, to last year's crime scene. Chiaran, I'm meeting Noah.
If it happens, it's probably midnight, and there's nothing we can do for the kids. I can memorialize the abomination and finally see the current situation on the scene.
I'm not taking Zara with me today under the pretext of walking around the city with my friends.
Dress carefully, make it easier to move than usual, and lower the heel of your shoes. I suppress it as much as fashionable ordinary people in strange clothes. It's a lot of trouble walking alone with a noble lady.
Besides, I don't think anything like last year will happen, but I'm just making it a scarecrow so I don't have to show Chiaran my pants again this year. Currently, in parallel with the high-exposure design, women's trouser styles are also being promoted. The miniskirt, the camisole and the pants, well, which one will penetrate first?
I rode a carriage to the city and walked alone to the open cafe where I met him. Looks like they haven't both come yet.
After making bouquets at the same florist as last year, I decided to ask for tea at the café and wait.
But waiting time alone wasn't boring at all.
Because the couple's Doshura Hall started suddenly just around the corner. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
It looks like they've just discovered two strands. Another woman jumps out with anger in front of a couple she thought she was dating normally! I can't let go of this. Well, in the middle of an affair date, it was a situation that I bowled all over the city. Whoa, what a third woman! Don't be too funny, Challa Man! There's going to be others for this!
The fierce battle between the four men... or the battle between the three women lasted about 10 minutes, and ended with a word from the man who was forgiving. Say...
"Well, anyway, just the four of us...."
A few fists and kicks before continuing. As a result, a man laying down on the ground was left on the spot.
No, brother, you showed me something nice. Good job! Good luck! I secretly raised my thumb.
"Ah, there you are...."
A young man who did not appear to have been punished at all rose up secretly while holding his face down and shed dust.
Brown-haired long hair is normal in this world, but in this case, it is strange because it immediately looks chaotic.
She is about in her late teens. Lightweight but stylish and tailored. Maybe this bonbong smells good. There is a fine line, but it seems like a model because it is tall and balanced. She looks well and knows the reason for her irritation.
The burnt brown eyes suited me. As soon as it shined, Niconiko and I walked towards it.
UOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Target changed to me!!?
And you, Troy!!!?
I was unexpectedly weakened by an unexpected encounter in this world.