The plain and unnoticed me is no more

"For the record, this kidnapping is not your fault."

As soon as he entered the room, Sin said so to me. My voice is a little angry.

I was shocked to see his face thinking that he had read my mind.

But without looking at us, Singh went straight to the kitchen in the back of the room, and Dad lined up everyone's cups on the table and started boiling the water magically. Put your palm on the water pot and add heat from there. This is exactly the way it is in front of us.

"It's not my fault... why? That's because you live in King's Landing, but you're missing, right?

"No. It's bad for someone who spreads rumors irresponsibly and kidnaps women for money. Are you blaming yourself while you're listening to Miss Fred?

"I mean... it was my fault that I let go of His Highness Frederick's affair..."

After listening to my negative remarks, Singh finally turned to me. I don't know what's upsetting me, but Sin was angry. He went to the kitchen to avoid showing me that grumpy face.

Sin put the pot on the pan as he spoke.

"Huh? Why does his name come up now? I don't think you're the victim, so stop thinking that you have a problem."

"That's what I said... if I had kept an eye on His Highness's actions, I wouldn't have had my engagement thrown out in public. Don't you think this would have happened if we had discussed and successfully dissolved your engagement because of the way your Highness treated me?

I know what Sin wants to say. It is true that His Highness Frederick made me feel bad, and I am definitely the victim. But I was lucky to be able to leave my house in the event of the abandonment of my engagement on Noh weather, and I lived here happily ever after hiding my identity.

Now that you're happy, you'll feel responsible if that fiancée breakup happens and there's a kidnapping that involves other people in red.

Even if there is no love in a political marriage, you must respect your partner. His Highness Frederick was a foolish man who drowned in love with the Virgin and forgot his minimal care.

Words such as engaging someone with that hope, and honorably escorting another woman to disgrace her fiancée in a place where people gather. I should have told my father immediately that I did not acquiesce in his actions and that he was being treated badly by His Highness.

That would have been a breakthrough, and Gerald might not have gotten out of the way against me, nor would this kidnapping have happened.

My grandfather used to be angry if he didn't know about it. If I had dealt with it properly, I would not have caused this.

"Well, no matter what you say, it's that bastard who turned to another woman. Ah! Magic! Why do you have to suffer from that forever...."

Sin began to complain of bumps.

I'm sure he was patient while Will was there. He seems to be angry not only with His Highness Frederick, but also with the kidnappers and anyone who has spread the rumors. In addition, his words convey his dissatisfaction with the royal response after the fiancée was abandoned.

Sin was upset that I was still in trouble with the aftertaste of abandonment.

"Sin... thank you. You're going to be angry on my behalf."

At a time like this, I'm glad he's really angry for me.

The moment I thought about it, I suddenly realized that Sin and I were alone in this room. I tried not to be alone because it would be awkward, but this time there was no way to avoid it.

I wonder what really happened to me when I could speak normally without even being conscious.

Stand up in the hallway to see if Taki and Chiyo are still awake and restless.

"So... what is Chiyo doing? It took me a long time to get dressed."

Taki may take some time to pack his two bags, but Chiyo just went to get dressed in his bedtime clothes.

I used the bathroom in my room to wash my face before going to bed, and I thought it was too late for anything.

"---san! ---san!"

I heard a faintly screaming voice. I have never heard her voice like this. I glanced at Singh and cleared my ears. But now I can't hear a single sound.

"What? That's Chiyo's voice, right?

"Oh, maybe something happened. You, too. Stay close to me."

I nodded behind Sin and hurried to the front. I have some sort of chest trouble. The havoc of Gerald's assault was not comparable, but a disgusting feeling different from his intention to kill came from the cafeteria ahead.

Every door is locked at night, but if someone breaks in, Singh may not be able to do it alone.

Weiss, Weiss, can you hear me? I don't like it. Please help me if you need me. You beat the bad guys with my body before, didn't you?

(I understand.)

Weiss wooshly appeared from nowhere and said, he slipped his head on my leg like a cat and disappeared again. This is the same move Gerald made when he attacked me.

I'm sure he's so integrated with me. But I don't feel anything in particular. What is integration like? And then I realized I was wearing a Weiss costume.

When Singh opened the door to the cafeteria, a large, familiar man stood facing us to welcome us.

Looking at my face, I immediately realized that I was one of the guests tonight. Only this man in front of me is impressed, but there must have been three of them.

I refused because there was only one room available in the twin room, but it was troublesome to hit others because I was tired, and one of them was a strange person who asked me to stay because I slept on the floor.

Of course, Chiyo was willing to pay the fee for three people.

I provided five blankets instead of a duvet, but did I come to complain that I couldn't sleep without a bed?

"Couldn't you sleep on the floor?

When I spoke from behind Singh, the man looked at me and leaned his neck.

"Is that...? Platinum blonde is not this color. Are we mistaken?

The man looked at my hair and said so. Now I'm wearing a grey beige wig with Will's advice. So the man who looked at me in the kitchen at dinner seemed confused.

Sin reflexively grabbed the man's hand, paid his feet, rolled onto the floor, and suppressed in an instant. Obviously, Sin seems to be lighter, but the rolled man's body is not twitchy.

"Damn it, what the fuck! I'm a guest! Aniki, don't look at me! Help me!"

Then one of the people who heard it walked towards us from the front desk. He is thinner than a man on the floor and looks like an adventurer.

I can't see what happened to Chiyo when I look at the front desk. I wonder if another companion could catch me and make a sound.

"What are you guys doing?! If you're a guest, rest in your room till morning! You're not allowed in here except for the people involved. Stop right there!"

Singh couldn't help but let go of the oppressed man and told the man coming towards us to stop. But men ignore it and move on.

It is strange to think that Chiyo is unresponsive in such a situation.

"Chiyo, are you okay? Answer me!

"Ah, that little girl is loud, so I'll let her be quiet in the room. What happened to your hair? It was certainly platinum blonde when we were having dinner. Did you dye it?

I tried to cleanse these people during this conversation. But they haven't had any black moya from the beginning, and nothing has changed. Wasn't it the people who felt bad about it?

Then the adventurous man's hand approached my hair.