The plain and unnoticed me is no more

Leviant looked at us worried, but to tell the truth, I was calm.

Unlike people in this world, I've watched movies and TV in my previous life, and I'm somewhat immune to these things.

Even if I saw her memory, it didn't play back even Sandra's heart voice. If I were to say, would it feel like I watched a movie recording everyday life with a camera with her gaze at it at a fierce speed?

Because of this, despite the huge amount of information, it was not very impressive except for the shocking scenes. Before she went to school, she had quite peaceful days, even if she was dissatisfied with poverty.

Sandra was somewhat as expected about what she did to me at school, and it was true that she was attacked twice by a thug.

The second time I did a selfie, I also confirmed that the men who tried to kidnap me were the killers. But I don't want to sue you where I know that. They're already caught, and Sandra can't predict what's going to happen.

"Are you sure you're okay?

"Yeah, I'm fine. My head is a little flabby. I want to clean up my head before I forget."

Leviant looked alternately at me and Sandra to make their eyes shine.

"If you're all right... now that there's no one else, there may be a chance of purification."

"Ah...! I'm sure you are. Then I will start purifying immediately."

When I replied that way, I felt the air slightly flowing from behind. Looking back, the door was half open.

I just didn't realize that someone might have seen us. I thought so and watched carefully.

"Is there anyone there?

I waited for a while, but I didn't get back to you when I asked.

"... no, it was a little open, so the wind would have pushed it. I don't feel a sign."

"Speaking of which... I was just going to peek inside at first..."

When I came in here, I didn't close the door firmly for fear of the sound. I regretted at least asking Weiss to keep an eye on me, but it was too late.

When I hurried to close the door, I heard a voice from a distance. A man's voice called Irina-sama's maid ~.

Someone came looking for Irina because I left her without saying anything.

"People are coming. Levi hid for a while. I'll see you later."

"I can't help it, I'll wait in the room you gave me."

When Leviant said so, he patched Sandra's magic and slipped through me as a ball of light.

"Hmm? I haven't been guided to my room yet...? I wonder where Levi went."

Meanwhile, Sandra, who was solved by Leviant, was staring into the mirror.

I deliberately opened the door to make sure that the person I came looking for was here and went back to Sandra to see how she was doing. When she regained consciousness, she remained there silently without disturbance.

"Virgin, if you sleep in such a place, you will catch a cold. Let's go back to the room."

"... who are you...? New side service?"

"No, I...."

As Sandra raised her face in slow motion, she looked at me and asked, and began to spill tears.

I look into her face in surprise.

"What's the matter, Virgin?

Sandra is sneezing and crying like a child. She remembers that she can cry for sympathy, but this is obviously not the case.

Was this reaction... seeing my memory in the mirror with us? The eyes were open, and Leviant didn't just say he stopped moving, so he put him to sleep.

Because the flower morning dew that turns into a sleeping pill only works for fairies... maybe...?

"Um... well, I feel like I've had a really long dream... that my mother, who died when I was a kid, came out of that dream..."

"... I see... I'm Lyla, a maid of the Witch. If you cry like that, you'll ruin the beauty."

I felt a chest ache knowing that I had unexpectedly let her go through the past.

I gently hand her a handkerchief out of her pocket for her to snuggle up and not talk well. Whether she wiped it or wiped it, she was constantly overflowing with tears from her eyes, seeing her confused and unconsciously pounding her back.

Don't cry, Sandra. I'm sorry, showing you the scene of losing your mother again... I've done terrible things to you.

"Lyla...? You... look like someone. I don't think I've ever met her before...."

"... now, my hips are getting colder sitting on the floor than that. Return to your room immediately. Everyone's worried."

Sandra stood up unexpectedly and honestly listening to me. I have a conversation, but I still feel my head fluffy like I'm in a dream.

Sandra dropped a silver mirror on the floor. I picked it up casually and put it in my pocket.

Sandra leaves the warehouse with her back pressed as she turned to the exit before looking into the mirror again.

She walked out of there towards the room herself. I follow her in silence.

The other door I found earlier was the Virgin's room. When I got to the front of the door, I heard another door opening behind me, and someone came here with a quick leg.

"Oh, there it is! Where the hell have you been, Madonna?

"Evo....."

Evo made sure Sandra was safe, and now he slightly lowered his head to me.

"You found it, thank you. Ili... the Witch Master was looking for you. Ah... I'm Evo, the priest who looks after the Virgin."

"My name is Lyla the Maid. Well, I didn't need to pick you up, and I apologize. I'll let you know I found the Virgin."

When I tried to meet Pekoli, Sandra reached out to stop me, hesitated, and immediately retracted and waved modestly.

"Ah... see you later, Lyla."

I blinked in surprise. Evo next door looked more surprised.

Sandra returned with a smile wondering if she was such a friendly type, and gave Evo a light interpretation. Now it's time to return to Irina.

To be honest, I didn't think I could go back smoothly, but I managed to get back, protected by one of the priests scattered around the building.

Irina was, of course, worried, and I received light attention from the priest. On this day, I was guided all the way through the hall and told to be free. I went into the room I was given, and I called Leviant.

"Levi, are you there?

Then a white pig came out of the back of the bag and jumped on the bed.

"I think Sandra saw her memory in the mirror. I was crying when I remembered my dead mother."

"Pugi...."

Leviant knew that, or he turned away from me and fell asleep.

"... I see... did you say...? You're tired, too. I'll talk to you later."

I began to organize my memories by myself.

The first woman to be projected was Sandra's mother.

Because my daughter Sandra was so jealous, I somehow assumed that she would be the same flashy type, but in fact, she wasn't as flashy as Sandra, and she was a classy woman with inner tenderness.

And even if the thing you're wearing is worn out, the behavior of the lady herself is standing. I don't know where she came from, but she must have been a good girl.

And as the rumors suggest, the father was classified as a so-called handsome man, who cared so much about his family and loved his wife.

He was also a kind father to Sandra, and his parent-child relationship looked good.

I wanted to see what Sandra looked like when she was a kid, but she never looked at herself even though she had a mother's mirror at home.

I think that's how strong her inferiority was.

The little Sandra I saw when I saw it on the glass and on the water, it was by no means trivial, as Sin said, but I thought I was a very ordinary and cute girl.

What is bad is not the appearance, but the environment in which they grew up. The presence of a mean child in the neighborhood made her feel inferior.

The scene we started seeing was exactly when she started caring about her appearance.