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The dining bar "Annemone Night" shortened its opening hours and closed the shop.

Guests, who seem to be regular, leave the store behind when they say they have no choice but to spill their grievances.

"I'll be back," he said at the end, as poisoned by the master bowing his head in regret.

There were three people in the store: me, the master, and Celia.

The creepy rhythm music stops ringing and only the smell of alcohol wraps us up.

"Ha."

And who was it that exhaled?

No, anyone at this time.

"If you don't want to talk, I'm going home. I have class tomorrow, and I have to look for a part-time job."

I licked my third cup of apple juice today and threw a stone at a conversation I wouldn't go on late.

"... I hope so"

"Hey, what are you saying, Mr. Celia? Master Rosie would surely fulfill our grief!

"My dad has nothing to do with this guy..."

Celia's cheeks slightly uplifted holding her mouth much longer.

Now, when I glanced at her shoulder, Celia's eyes narrowed with hatred.

"When you're in a relaxing space, people are susceptible to unconsciously letting out their vegan selves. Like you said, 'Why are you here' when you bowled with me earlier? It's proof that this is the place for you."

"... what are you trying to say?"

"Nothing? I see things in school with thorough evidentiary values. Even for you, there's nothing strange about where there was a side to being a girl of the year. If you insist - don't be shy."

"That's a lie"

Yeah? And tilt your neck.

"You must have realized that my father's case had something to do with me and my master. Didn't you really want to point that out?

"Sort of."

Celia turns her eyes to me, who admits it. [M]

"It would be a lie to say you have no intellectual curiosity. I'm just telling you, I don't have a hobby for mischievously revealing other people's past to me. Seems like a particularly delicate problem for you."

But by today, you've got a lot of secrets from the Glendrek family.

"That was just by then because it had a clear purpose. Conversely, I would dig back even your dad's grave if it had a purpose. That's who I am."

"Eh."

Conn, and a glass is placed in front of Celia, who is about to rise.

With a deep wrinkle engraved between his eyebrows, Celia drank the contents all at once.

"You were going to provoke me, eat me, hang me up, and leave me alone."

"Come on, I guess it's the master's fault"

"You don't unnecessarily tread on people's minds because you can read them"

"It's too much."

"Do you really think so?"

With a deep grin, the master showed me his palm.

His mouth opened with a bitter smile as he stared into his narrowed eyes at what had been done.

"It's the number of days I've heard your name from Celia's room in the last seven days"

"Become!"

The master controlled Celia by hand as she tried to stand up again.

The timing of frustrating nostrils is exquisite, and I admire just how well you look at people.

"Wasn't Mr. Celia trying to rely on you because you're a truly caring person, not my buyout or anything?

……

To that word, I drop my gaze on the apple juice at hand.

I included a bite of it and sipped it in my mouth until it warmed up before swallowing it.

When I look at Celia on the side, I just glance at the empty glass.

Such pale expectations seemed to be hidden in view of the answers that could not even float.

"Ha."

Include apple juice in your mouth again as you sigh.

After doing that several times, the glass was emptied at some point.

Naturally.

Drink it and the juice is gone, and silence squanders time.

"Welcome"

Put the price of the third cup on the counter. Now it's time to leave the store behind.

That was when they suddenly grabbed my arm.

When you are turned forcefully, now you can tighten your collar with both hands.

He was pressed to fit as he was and hit the back of his back and back of his head against the back door.

"I want you to tell me, Rosie Mystiglia. Why are you so brainy...!

Bloody Celia's face was there.

"I only use it for my personal greed?

"Eh."

Preceding Celia's words makes the neck tighter.

But she's a shorter girl than I am.

It didn't seem that hard to shake.

"True, with my brains, I can solve the majority of the cases that are here now. Not complacency, that's the truth."

"Then why!

"If I solve a lot of things like that, I'm sure I'll be on the side of justice. But as long as I'm righteous, evil won't please me. Now here's the problem, the righteous side works for the world, but nothing works for the righteous side?

Celia just opened her mouth, trying to argue that the voice would never speak of anything.

Eventually, when I shed a large tear in those deep red eyes, I nodded my face on my shoulder to hide my crying face.

There was a faint smell of sweat mixed in the scent of lemongrass that tickled my nostrils.

"Yes, there's no answer, Celia. Just like your father did, I don't have a" righteous ally ”. That's why I use this power not for justice, but for myself. Because if you follow your own desires and die, you have no regrets, do you?

"... it's cheating, that's the way to live"

Soon his hands, strangling his collar, were drooping without force.

"My dad, too, if he could have lived that way, by now..."

"You should stop, you know"

"... Huh?

"You're so desperate right now because you're proud of your father, who has continued to be on the side of justice, even in the service of loss. Think about it if it's like me. I never had a daughter who thought of her father so much, and I bet she didn't have a father who wanted her to be."

"Still..."

"It's better to be alive, was it?

After a moment of silence, he sifted and shook his head.

That's fine, slapping him gently on the back and then letting Celia stand leaning against me.

"The story is over. You don't need any more tips, do you?

"... tips?

Play Celia's nose with her fingers tilting her neck.

"I guess it's because I cried, it's not calm thinking anymore. Come back when you know what I mean when you think about it overnight. Of course you should. - No, if you want to."

I waved to the blinding Celia even with my nose head on, opened the door and went outside.

I walked to school alone, fixing my collar to a slightly chilly outside air.