The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

The flowers were chic, and not only were Irene's clothes and luggage on the shelves near the windows wet with plenty of water.

Of course, the delicate flower crown was covered in fragments and scattered with petals.

"... it's terrible."

In the form of obvious malice, the delicate Irene fades.

If you get all the clothes you've brought so far wet, you can't go out right away.

The only clothes that are dry are the maid clothes worn by the royal castle.

After the work, it looks a little dusty, and even more, if you leave town like this, the evil will stand out.

Barely pretending to have collapsed naturally, the intent to stop Irene tells us who did it.

It was Deborah.

"I can't believe it... You want to stop me from dating your Highness? They're not lovers at all!

A little tears of remorse appear in the green eyes that tend to fish.

However, Deborah's murder is merely speculation, and when asked, the opponent will be forced to deceive him.

In the first place, given the difference in identity, Irene can't possibly impeach Deborah.

Irene quickly wiped her eyes, turned the shock into anger with a strong femininity, and picked up her clothes with her face bright red.

"Oh, shit! Oh, shit! You don't have to do this on a festival day."

While squeezing her cloth tightly, she continues to exude her thoughts with words.

By doing so, I was gradually trying to restore calm to my mind.

"I don't know how much you don't like me. Don't you agree, Elma?

But I haven't heard back.

Raising her face with suspicion, Irene opened her eyes when she saw her friend working in a corner of the room, looking pale.

She has a small brush and seems to be removing dust.

Irene got annoyed.

"Hey, Elma! Hey, are you finishing the cleaning? Your friend, I'm in terrible trouble. I hope you sympathize with my anger."

And she went to grab Elma's shoulder with her frustration.

"You may not be as interested as I am, but I am shocked that I ruined your matching flower crown -"

"My Deborah."

Irene doubted her ears for a moment as she murmured in a loud, crawling voice.

"……………………?"

"A very short island line in a delta with characteristic angles... a dense sweat line hole at the bottom of the finger. Confirm that the twelve features match - it's definitely Deborah's work."

"... yes?

I don't know what she's talking about from earlier.

"Hmm, what are you doing...?

When Irene asked her unconsciously, Elma pushed up the bridge of her glasses.

Fingerprint matching.

and replied.

"Simon...?

After a closer look, Elma seemed to have used a small brush to pour something like flour, but Irene didn't know what it meant.

However, I found out that this friend had a different atmosphere than usual.

"E, Elma....? No, Elma....? Are you a little... angry...?

For some reason, it's driven by the urge to rub your opponent.

When Elma quietly took off her glasses, she glanced at the beautiful eyes of the dawn color.

"--I will destroy her."

"No, I'm rather very angry!?"

Irene realized that this friend wanted to go out to the city wearing a flower crown.

It is unusual for Elma, who seems basically lacking in emotional ups and downs, to reveal so much anger.

No, it's not unusual, it's the first time I've seen it.

My spine trembled unexpectedly as the temperature of the surrounding air dropped.

"Ah, you know, Elma? Calm down, will you? Well... you can make flower crowns again, and my clothes won't be dry soon. Please, don't take revenge on Miss Deborah. No, I'd really like you to do it, but, you know, don't get off the road, right?

"Have I ever lost my way? So why stop? If it is objectively unreasonable, is it" normal "to be angry?

"No, of course, it's 'normal' in itself, but in your case, it seems that the way you expose it is a little unusual -"

"Deborah von Frenzel"

Elma murmured low, approaching Irene, who tried to arbitrate.

"You should know my 'pumps'."

It was like a demon king's voice, trying not to bring misfortune to the world.