Upon arriving at Hausent Hospital, Bell immediately reported to Jake what had happened today and what he had heard from the coal mine manager. Jake, who heard the story, agreed to look into the Gopher Mansion just like Hamel did.

And Bell fell asleep right away. It's been a really rough day. In the first place, Bell's health had drained considerably as he was walking frightened by the Ghost in the dark Red Wall coal mine.

Then to confront the coal mine chief, a long story about the coal mine chief. I guess I was pretty tired.

The next morning, when Bell, lying on the bed, opened his eyes as he uttered, some black mass came into view.

Slowly, Bell, who has made his consciousness clear, realizes that it is man in front of him.

"You really don't sleep well."

"Eww ~..."

Sedona stood on Bell's pillow. Seeing his sleeping minister would make anyone want to say that. The shirt is turned up and the belly is rounded out. Her hair, which she had a grand sleeping habit, was as if she had been caught in an explosion. There are signs of drooling in the jaw.

When Bell woke up, the meeting began at Hausent Hospital.

It's a meeting to discuss the secrets of the Gopher Mansion. Bell, Lili, Jake, Sedona, Hamel, and the Coal Miner will be attending this conference. They are in the reception room at Hausent Hospital, each sitting in a thoughtful place or leaning against a wall. Allen, who doesn't look like him, probably sleeps well in a separate room.

"Now, we believe that something will solve the many troublesome cases that are happening in the Gopher Mansion."

The first person to open his mouth was Sheriff Hamel.

"So, I think I should go to that mansion right away and look inside thoroughly."

Go on, Sedona says.

"Wait a minute. You're the Black Girl, right? Don't you know what's inside that mansion?

Bell immediately hit her with the question that came to her mind.

"... When I first came to this town, I went to that mansion where Orb # 1 was gathered. But this sheriff couldn't find me right away and look inside."

"I see."

"Let's get back to business. Sedona's right, we should go into that mansion and check inside. There may be something there that will be key to the case."

"The mansion is huge, and I have something to be sorry about."

"Something distracting?

"Yes, you know Mr. Goefer disappeared 11 years ago, right?"

Everyone there nodded to Jake's question.

"It's said to have a chair involved"

"... the chair of the curse"

Before Jake says it, Sedona speaks the name of that chair.

"Yes, the chair of the curse. Since becoming a millionaire, Mr. Gopher has had the hobby of gathering so-called objects, such as those allegedly related to demons and those involved in tragic incidents."

"Is that true? That's your first ear."

Hamel didn't know Raven Gopher had that hobby.

"Yes, he used to visit this Hausent hospital before he disappeared. From what you've asked me about black magic (Grimoire), I think that's for sure. Among the items he was collecting, the" Curse Chair ”became famous at Adford for a time. Death comes to those who sit in the chair. Rumors like that have been circulating in this town before. At the time, nobody knew whose chair belonged and where it was in this town."

"Sure, it was troublesome back then. Try it out. Tell me what it is, you broke into someone else's house on your own, and you had a guy sitting in a chair gradually..."

Hamel remembered that time.

"That's right. The chair of the curse became famous at Adford for a time as a test story. Yet the man who died sitting in the chair never left this town."

"... Mr. Jake. Isn't that a free rumor, that it didn't actually exist?

Lili, who was listening, said what she thought.

"No, Mr. Lili. A chair of curse is not a popular rumor in this town alone. I told you, the dead man in the chair didn't come out of this town.

Jake stares at Lili with a serious look. Lili, who was smiling at first, stepped straight into her face.

"I mean, there were dead people in other towns?

Belle can't wait to hear the rest of the story. Everyone in this room right now was nailed to Jake's story.

"Yes. I was curious. I looked into the chair of the curse. Looking for all the materials and literature, why has the chair come to be whispered that“ those who sit will always die ”? And how did that chair come to this town?

Let me tell you about that.

Once upon a time there was a man running a butcher shop in a town called Voltaire near here. His name is Leonardo Gatsby. His shop was quite thriving. Raising livestock every day, the days of killing and selling its meat. That brings him to a turning point.

Voltaire was a town with many immigrants, even in the Kingdom of Serbia, where a large number of exotic millionaires also lived.

One day, a millionaire who heard of his reputation began to say he wanted to monopolize Gatsby's butcher shop. That was never a bad story. It was a suggestion that could be expected to make a lot more profit than selling meat at a fixed price as before. Gatsby accepted the proposal in two replies.

Leonardo Gatsby was liked by millionaires and eventually joined the millionaires.

And he is presented by the nobility with a chair that was regarded as a symbol of power. It was a beautiful, rocking chair with applied sculpture. He was delighted with the gift and loved the chair.

But that's what's going to change his fate dramatically. His wealth wasn't the only thing that swelled up a lot. His attitude also grew larger, in proportion to wealth. Gatsby gradually became obscene with his employer, the millionaire.

One day a millionaire, paralyzed by Gatsby's transverse attitude, was taking several servants to visit his house. To keep a nail stabbed in Gatsby.

But Gatsby was out, and his wife was the only one there. The millionaire has decided to wait for Gatsby to return. Sit in his favorite chair.

When Gatsby returns after a while, I witness a millionaire man sitting in his precious, important chair. And my wife, who loves it, watches silently. In Gatsby, my anger boiled with fuzz. Someone else sits dignified in their own precious chair. Gatsby was losing his mind at this time. I am the greatest, everything will be what I want. That's what I was thinking.

Don't sit in my chair!

It was a meat-cutting knife that I had in my room, and suddenly Gatsby was slashed by a millionaire. The millionaire whose neck was slashed was instant death. Gatsby's anger never subsided with it, and the servants who were around him slashed it without sight. Except for Gatsby and his wife, they're all dead.

Leonardo, stop!

Gatsby's wife, who witnessed the tragic murder scene in front of her, raises her sad voice and tries to stop Gatsby from losing her sanity.

But it was also futile.

“Why are you sitting in my chair and trying to shut up about something other than me..."

Oh, my God, Gatsby even had his beloved wife in his hands. Leonard Gatsby killed everyone there.

Some time later, Leonard Gatsby's hanging was pronounced. It took a lot of lives, naturally. Proclaiming death did not change his transgressive attitude at all.

And at the very end. Leonardo Gatsby, standing on the stranglehold with a rope around his neck, left his last words.

“That's my chair! Nobody's gonna sit down. I'm gonna kill whoever sits down."

This was Gatsby's last word. Then Gatsby's house was to be sold off, but everyone was scared of Gatsby's chair, and that chair alone didn't have a buyer.

The chair was placed for several years in the butcher's shop, which was also run for some time after the store owner's death. Horribly, as Gatsby's will suggests, people sitting in that chair on a curiosity basis died one inexplicable death after another. The shopkeeper at the time creeped this out and immediately sold off the chair. By then, it had been forgotten by people that the chair belonged to the mad murderer Leonard Gatsby.

The chair, then named “Gatsby's Chair”, changed its name to "Curse Chair" and went from town to town. Even after time, that curse never disappeared, and misfortune was always upon those who sat down. The chair of the curse was often placed in the liquor store, and the person sitting as a courtesy never ceased to follow.

And after all these years, it was Raven Gopher who laid eyes on that chair. By the time he laid eyes on it, the curse chair had already killed 63 human beings. He was collecting the sarcastic item, fascinated by the word "curse chair," and had a sense of intimacy in that the owner said he was the same millionaire as himself.

So much less. Raven Gopher got the chair of the curse, and rumors of the "chair of the curse” that whoever sat at the same time was bound to die also poured into Adford.

No one could find the chair of the curse because it exists in the Gopher Mansion. Unlike private houses, where residents entered and exited relatively easily, only a limited number of humans could enter the Gopher Mansion. Now that there are no landlords, some people break into the mansion, but hardly anyone seemed to be able to get close to it at the time. "

Jake told everyone everything he knew about the Curse Chair. A chair owned by a terrible millionaire is now the property of another millionaire.

"I understand the story very well. But what does that have to do with searching the Gopher Mansion?

"Don't you know, Mr. Raymond? Mr. Gopher is said to have sat in that chair before disappearing 11 years ago. I told him no one died sitting in a chair in this town, but maybe he's the only victim in this town."

Jake said that with a strange face. Hearing that, Hamel lost his word for a moment. The reason why Raven Gopher is said to have disappeared in a separate case from the "That Night” incident is now revealed. Belle and Lili swallowed solitary spit when they heard that.

"That's trouble! If he's already dead, where do we hit this anger?"

The coal mine manager, who was listening in silence, raised his voice here. Hate Raven Gopher may not already be in the world. That was an unacceptable story for him.

"Coal Miner. We haven't decided that the gopher is dead yet! Please calm down."

Jake gets rid of the angry coal mine manager.

"I mean, you want to say that there's still a chair of curse in that mansion."

Sedona, who confirmed that the coal mine manager had settled down, told Jake so.

"Exactly. Whatever the rumors, it is an indisputable fact that that chair took 63 human lives. It's such a chair, so it may have a suspicious charm to sit on even if you don't want to"

"I have nothing to worry about. Whatever happens, you don't have to sit in that chair."

Sedona had nothing to worry about Jake about. She seems absolutely confident that she won't sit in the chair of the curse.

"It's not just the chair of the curse! Mr. Gopher is the kind of person who likes to collect such items! There may be many other dangerous things lurking!

Jake had a twice as worrying temperament.

"I know. You just have to pay close attention, right? Fortunately, there are powerful spiritual hunters (ghost hunters) and black magicians (grigories) here. Not enough fear! Yes."

Sedona swung away Jake's worries.

"But... it's..."

Jake couldn't say it back.

It was something that Sedona insisted so confidently that gradually she began to wonder if she was right.

"If you're so worried, you can come with me!

"... ok. Let's do that."

Jake decided to do exactly what Sedona said.

"If the chair of the curse is that scary, shouldn't we find the chair of the curse on the contrary so that we can never sit down?

Here Lili suggested. What the hell are you going to do to make sure you never get to sit down?

"Sure, that's a great idea. Your doctor's worries will go away, and the danger will go away. That's good, right?

Sedona adopts Lili's suggestion and sees Jake's face.

"... that's settled"

Jake looks at Hamel when he replies with a look like he's given up.

"Hey, what...?

Hamel was clearly upset by being called out.

"Ha-ha-ha... Now you don't want to go to the mansion, do you?

Sedona has a mean face, staring at Hamel. What Hamel doesn't like, that was a prospect for her.

"Oh, no, that's not true!

"Oh. The sheriff isn't Yu ~ Ray Koi ~ Yi, he's just a pitiful scare."

I get a bad habit of Sedona. It was a lot of fun for her to disparage the usually prestigious sheriff.

"Don't, Sedona..."

Again and again, Hamel, who had his pride rattled in public, was seriously depressed. If this happens, he won't be able to get back on his feet for a while.

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