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Once again, being at a gala like this leaves you feeling entirely out of place. All of the nobility are dressed in such beautiful gowns and smart suits. Even Elbert seems to radiate his nobility more than usual when attending events such as these.

Naturally, it took only moments after the two of you had arrived for Elbert to be bustled away by various noble. Despite his quiet protests and attempts to keep your hand in his grasp, you were inevitably separated.

Alone, you found yourself tucked in a corner, trying to avoid being spotted by someone who would surely see you and assume you were some commoner who snuck inside hoping to trick a drunk noble into doting on you for the night.

If you were being honest with yourself, that was exactly how you felt at this moment anyways. Before you started dating Elbert, you had just been a commoner, wearing common, plain dresses and blouses, and on rare occasion splurging your money on a pretty hairpin.

You’re still not even sure what it was that Elbert saw in you to begin with to even enter a relationship with you. He was gorgeous, wealthy, noble… he was a perfect catch.

Then there was you, plain and poor and common… a dime a dozen in London. Yet fate had somehow brought the two of you together and Elbert had become the most important person in your entire life.

You’ve seen him at his worst, when panic attacks robbed him of his senses and he could do nothing more than cling to you as you held him in your arms. Even his butler and dear friend, Alfons, had made several comments about how Elbert was wrapped around your finger and was like a dog following his master.

Those comments seemed more ridiculous the more you thought about them. If anyone was wrapped around a finger, it would be you to Elbert. You knew in your heart you would do anything that man asked of you and attending these functions is proof of that. He merely says he doesn’t want to be alone and you’re putty in his hands.

It feels like time is moving at a snail’s pace, the raucous laughter echoing throughout the ball room seems almost shrill to you. You move to grab another drink, perhaps alcohol could dull your senses enough for you to at least feel less out of place.

As you approach the banquet tables holding a veritable feast, you scoop up a glass of wine and gratefully swallow down the contents.

You feel the rush in your head soon after and begin to make your way through the crowd, trying to find Elbert. But first you grab another drink for good measure.

You try your best to blend in, to dance in the same way that the other ladies are, however it seems that your feet refuse to listen and you end up accidentally bumping into someone, causing them to whirl around, letting out a string of curses.

“Who do you think you are?!” the woman hisses, smacking your drink from your hand and causing it to spill all down the front of your dress.

“I-I’m sorry.” you stammer, staring down at the red stain spreading over the cream colored fabric.

A loud scoff is the only answer you receive and you dejectedly rush over to the far side of the room, trying desperately to wipe off your dress so as not to cause Elbert any undue embarrassment.

Why couldn’t you just be a noble as well? You don’t know proper etiquette nor do you know how to dance or move with grace. Surely Elbert could find someone better. Someone who could be on his arm without causing him shame. Someone who looked natural standing by his side.

As these painful thoughts rush through your brain, you hear a cough behind you.

“Excuse me, miss.”

A tall man dressed in a guard’s uniform approached you, a look of disdain painted across his face.

“What family do you hail from? This event is solely for nobility and commonfolk are not allowed to be here. I’ve been informed that there are suspicions of your origin.”

“Oh! I-I’m not… I’m actually here with someone.” you insist, feeling panic rising in your chest.

This was the exact situation you had been hoping to avoid.

“Really? Then where is this supposed person? From where I’m standing you look like a lamb that’s wandered into a lion’s den.” The guardsman scoffed, reaching out and grabbing your wrist.

“L-Let go of me!” You hiss, wrenching your arm free and stepping back before it could be caught again.

“I knew it, you’re no noble. A proper lady wouldn’t behave in such an uncouth manner!” The guard growled, overtaking you with long strides.

You find yourself backed against a wall and brace for the coming struggle.

However, before anything happens, the man drops to his knees, clutching his head and wailing.

“No! No! Please! Don’t go in there!” He screeches, drawing the attention of several other attendees.

You look up and see Elbert standing on the man’s shadow, a distressed look on his face as he reaches his hand out to you.

Without hesitation, you grab his hand and both of you make your way out of the manor.

“I should not have allowed myself to be dragged away.”

His voice is dripping with regret and self-deprecation. You look up and him and feel your emotions from the ordeal instantly melt away, instead replaced by an overwhelming need to comfort Elbert.

“It couldn’t be helped. You’re a beloved presence and I can’t blame everyone for being drawn to you. If anything, I should not have drawn attention to myself since it would be obvious I didn’t belong there.” You assure him, wrapping your arms around his torso and hugging him tightly.

“Don’t say such things. You are not out of place. You are precisely where you are meant to be. I need you to be within my line of sight or I begin to grow anxious and restless until I once again see you.”

Elbert’s face draws near to yours, mere inches away as he continues speaking.

“When I saw that man touch you...I don’t know what came over me. Such rage I have never felt before. One should not touch another man’s treasure.”

Despite the crazed, possessive look in Elbert’s eyes, you find yourself blushing at his inadvertent compliment.

“You see me as your treasure?” You ask softly, feeling your heart swell.

“How have you not learned this by now. You are my greatest, most precious treasure I’ve ever held. All in this world pales in comparison to your beauty. You are the only thing to ever sate my covetous desire for the most beautiful thing. Hence why you are mine and mine alone and I shall not allow any other to lay a hand on you.”

Elbert’s words are dripping with greed and obsession, and yet all you can feel is an all encompassing wave of love. This is just how he expresses his devotion and you wouldn’t change him for the world.

No matter how deeply you feel you aren’t good enough for Elbert, this reaction is precisely how you’re brought back to reality. The reality that he sees you as his most prized possession and craves the sight of you at every moment.

You stand on your toes to look him in the eye.

“I am yours. Forever and ever.”

The flame of insanity that had sparked behind his eyes began to wane and you see him slowly returning to his usual soft-spoken, cool-headed self.

His hand moves to yours, taking your palm and placing it against his cheek. As he nuzzles against it, he lets out a relieved sigh.

“Forever and ever.” He repeats, reaffirming those words with reverence. “Forever.”

Part 1

Behind my eyelids, the image I saw that day of the water’s surface and his eyes still sparkled.

--End Flashback—

Every time I remembered it, my heart tightened, my cheeks grew hot, and my body started to feel flushed.

I buried my face against a pillow and groaned.

Kate: “Now’s not the time to be getting all worked up, Kate. We have a mission tomorrow.”

Even as I said this my mouth was curved in a grin.

(It was really fun…)

Thanks to Nica, I was able to experience the life I had missed so much.

The familiar roads, shops I had frequented many times—back when I was just normal.

It was only after I had lost it that I realized the value of the everyday life I had taken for granted, and I felt a growing longing and loneliness.

I was happy to be able to experience it again, and my gratitude grew even greater.

Kate: “…Nica knew right from the beginning.”

Thinking back, ever since I met Nica, the anxiety and fear I had been hiding in my heart began to slowly disappear.

(And all of this is thanks to Nica’s kindness.)

I closed my eyes and hugged the pillow.

My whole body was still hot.

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Alfons: “That is a great view, simply amazing.”

In a room in a suspicious store, Alfons was watching the women passing by with a look of amusement on his face.

Roger: “This is a mission, Al.”

Alfons: “If any man saw this and felt nothing, I would think he had a problem with his libido.”

Roger sighed, and was also not at all embarrassed by the sight before him.

Alfons: “By the way, Kate, why do you look so embarrassed?”

Kate: “B-because…”

I averted my gaze as Alfons gave me a teasing smile.

It was because there were women walking around in front of us barely wearing any clothes.

(I don’t know where to look…!)

The night after I went out with Nica, I accompanied Alfons and Roger on a mission.

This establishment, which operated as a member’s only bar for the aristocracy, had long been plagued by rumors of illegal operation.

So, Crown received an order to sneak into the venue as a customer, but—

Roger: “It’s only a bar in name.”

Alfons: “It’s practically a brothel.”

The women serving the customers were showing off their breasts and legs in exchange for tips.

If one were to give a woman a certain amount of money, she would guide them to a room in the back.

Back there, behind the scenes—It was easy to imagine what was going on.

Part 2

The woman who came to hand us our drinks slowly put her fingers around the laces of her undergarments and began to take them off in front of us.

Kate: “Oh…”

Alfons: “Aha! Now that’s good service.”

However, before the laces had come fully untied, the woman stopped, blew a kiss, and returned to the counter.

(W-what an outrageous place…)

Seeing me in shock, Alfons and Roger started to laugh loudly.

Roger: “It’s funny how out of all the people in the establishment, the little lady seems the most confused.”

Kate: “…This is my first time coming to a place like this. Even though I’m a woman, it’s only natural that I’d be surprised.”

Alfons: “Don’t be too hasty. If you want, as your senior, I will teach you how to enjoy it.”

Kate: “That’s okay!”

Roger: “If you do what we’re about to do here, you’ll be just as guilty as the rest of us.”

Kate: “That’s why I’m different!”

I glared at the two who started laughing again and took a sip of my drink.

The operation of this bar violates many laws.

Tax arrears, black market dealings, human trafficking…

In order to crack down on the innumerable list of illegal activities,

Our task was to obtain evidence such as contracts, and then to capture the manager, Baron Dale.

Apparently, the reason we were meant to arrest him instead of condemning him was to serve as a warning to the nobles involved…

Roger: “Once the evidence is obtained, the police will investigate, and the bar will be raided and shut down.”

Alfons: “And making an example of the Baron will also serve as a warning to the nobles…At least Her Majesty seems to think so.”

Remembering Her Majesty’s instructions, I straightened my back and steeled myself.

Then, the woman who had served us earlier came up to us—

Provocatively dressed woman: “Hey there boys, are you interested in our nighttime special?”

A soft, sweet, floral scent wafted from the woman.

She lowered her eyebrows in confusion and continued speaking.

Provocatively dressed woman: “Actually, my boss scolded me today for not serving customers well enough…”

Provocatively dressed woman: “If you’d like, would you mind allowing me to host you for one night? I’ll be happy to serve you.”

We leaned our heads together at those words.

According to the information we had received in advance, the women had a set amount of money they had to earn each month.

If they failed to earn enough, they would be sold to a nobleman who had come as a guest and would suffer a terrible fate before their whereabouts became unknown.

(The woman whose body was recently found dumped along the Thames had previously worked at this bar.)

The moment Roger noticed that the woman in front of him was trembling slightly, he spoke.

Part 3

Roger: “That’s a good offer, but there are conditions to us accepting it.”

Roger: “Actually, we’re thinking about opening of a similar bar.”

Roger gave Alfons a wink.

Realizing his intention, he immediately changed his expression and took the woman’s hand.

Alfons: “That’s right, I came here to learn about the business.”

Alfons: “So I’d like to speak to the boss before I take you up on your offer.”

The woman was confused, but nodded slightly.

Provocatively dressed woman: “I’ll call the boss.”

A few minutes after being shown to the private room, there was knock and the door opened.

Baron Dale: “Excuse me, I’m Dale, the owner—What?”

At that moment, the two people waiting on either side of the door grabbed Baron Dale.

Baron Dale: “Wh-who are you guys?”

While Roger holds the Baron in a bear hug, Alfons restrains him with rope.

Although it was inappropriate, I found myself captivated by the skill of the craftsmanship.

Alfons stroked the nape of the Baron’s neck as he was restrained and lying on the floor.

Alfons: “If you answer the questions I’m about to ask you, your wish will come true.”

Baron Dale: “My wish…my…”

The Baron, possessed by Alfons’ ability, began to stare blankly at one spot.

Alfons: “First, let’s talk about human trafficking—”

They made him answer questions about the various illegal activities he had committed, and I took notes of what the Baron said.

Alfons: “Now for the last question.”

Alfons raised his index finger.

Alfons: “Where is the paperwork that lists all the illegal things you’ve done?”

The Baron stared blankly into space and replied.

Baron Dale: “Although there is one…There are some things that aren’t there.”

Kate: “What do you mean?”

Baron Dale: “We have documents for the human trafficking and the payments for black market transactions, but the title deeds to the buildings are gone.”

(They’re gone?)

The Baron tilted his head but continued speaking.

Baron Dale: “The building this shop is in was acquired before I got involved in illegal activities.”

Baron Dale: “It’s worth £150,000.”

Kate: “Why did it disappear?”

Baron Dale: “I don’t know…but I noticed it was gone when I was tidying up before we opened today.”

Baron Dale: “Someone must have stolen it, one of those despicable, worthless women who can only manage to sell themselves!”

Part 4

Perhaps realizing that there was nothing more to be said to the raging Baron, Roger raised his fist.

Roger: “Thanks for your cooperation. Enjoy your nap.”

Roger and I carried the unconscious Baron on our shoulders and snuck out the back door.

Alfons headed off to look for the documents detailing the illegal activities that were mentioned.

Alfons: “Well that settles the matter.”

Roger: “That’s right.”

We loaded the Baron onto the carriage that had come to pick us up and just as we were about to board—

Roger: “…”

Suddenly, Roger stopped and looked towards the back of the alley.

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Kate: “Did you hear something?”

Roger: “Yeah, but it was only for a moment. I might have been mistaken.”

Alfons: “You should clean your ears. You’re always stuck in that dusty basement, so dust is building up in your ears.”

Alfons: “Hey, stop it! My joints…”

With a straight face, Roger landed a joint lock on Alfons.

(They’re still the same…)

I was smiling wryly as Alfons’ scream echoed through the alleyway—when suddenly.

Kate: “Huh?”

Suddenly, the carriage started moving, leaving us behind as it raced through the city night.

Roger: “Hey, we haven’t even boarded yet!”

Alfons: “Please spare me a moment.”

I frantically chased after them, but I was unable to keep up with their speed and the distance between us grew larger and larger.

Alfons: “Kate…”

Alfons noticed and turned around, but—

(At this rate, the Baron might get away!)

I raised my voice.

Kate: “I’ll be sure to catch up with you, so go on ahead!”

The moment I sprinted out of the alley and onto the road alongside the Thames, a loud crash rang out.

(What was that?)

I kept running and running until I finally caught up with the other two.

Kate: “Roger, Alfons—”

The two of them were looking down the bridge and I was left speechless as I ran over to them.

Kate: “!”

Floating in the Thames was the wreckage of a carriage, the bodies of the driver and two horses.

And also the Baron’s disfigured corpse.

Part 5

Kate: “What on Earth…”

Roger: “It appears that part of the reins broke. The horse took off and the driver was unable to control the carriage.”

Alfons: “Then the horse made a spectacular leap and fell off the bridge into the river, killing everyone.”

On the bridge lay a lonely whip, probably used by the driver.

Roger: “It’s an unbelievable ending.”

The mission was over.

(I’m not entirely satisfied.)

When we returned, we went to report to Victor.

Victor said that even if it was an accident, the death of the Baron would create a sense of panic among the nobles.

He offered us words of encouragement.

There were many things that didn’t make sense to me, so I still felt a sense of indescribable emotion.

(Maybe it’s because what the Baron said bothered me.)

The title deed to the building was missing.

Where could it have gone if it’s worth £150,000?

Was another crime taking place behind the scenes of the mission?

As I was walking and thinking about various things, a familiar voice called out to me.

Nica: “You look tired, are you okay?”

Kate: “Nica…”

Nica: “It seems the little robin was hard at work today without me knowing, so thank you for your hard work.”

He gently stroked my head, and I squinted my eyes in comfort.

The vague emotions I’d been feeling earlier seemed to fade away with each stroke.

Nica: “It’s late, but do you think you’ll be able to sleep well?”

Kate: “I’m not sure…”

(I might start dwelling on it again when I’m alone…)

Nica stopped stroking my head, took out a cute package from his pocket and placed it in my hand.

Nica: “I’d like to give you these bath salts as a gift.”

Kate: “Oh, thank you.”

As I was surprised by the sudden gift, a kiss fell on the top of my head.

Kate: “Uh….”

Nica: “Goodnight, Robin, have sweet dreams.”

I touched the top of my head and stared dazedly at Nica’s back as he left.

To him, it was probably just a kiss of pleasantries.

But for me it was enough to make my heart tremble.

(…That’s not fair.)

With a small smile on my lips, I opened the package containing the bath salts.

It had a soft, sweet floral scent.

Darius called out to Nica as he walked down the hallway with a cold expression.

Darius: “Good work. How was it?”

Nica took out the certificate and a check from his pocket.

Nica: “They agreed…”

The amount written on the check—was about £150,000.

The corners of Nica’s mouth turned up in a grin.

Nica: “I guess it helped me earn some pocket money.”

Du bist sympathisch (You’re likeable)

That day in London, the sky was clear and blue, with not a single cloud in sight.

Nica, squinting as if dazzled, peered into my face.

Nica: “Alright then, show me.”

Kate: “Are you sure?”

Nica: “I don’t want to go to a tourist spot that everyone knows, I want to see the London that you see.”

Last night, I was asked to give a tour around London, and I was planning to visit some of the famous tourist spots.

But this morning, Nica expressed a desire to learn about local London.

He wanted to see the side of London that only those who lived there knew about, rather than the tourist attractions that many knew about.

In order to make this wish come true, I decided to make full use of the knowledge I’d gained from my time as a delivery person.

Kate: “Well then, please be careful not to get separated.”

I set my bag down and went into the alley.

It marked the start of a fun day.

The first place I took him was a book shop beloved by locals.

Kate: “It’s not very big, but it has some of the best selections in London, so it’s loved by local folks.”

Kate: “I often visited here on my days off.”

It was a place I had visited many times to check out new works or to kill time before attending a show.

Nica, who had been looking at a book with interest, looked up and smiled.

Nica: “I think I’ll visit this bookstore again while I’m here.”

Nica: “Then maybe I’ll run into you by chance.” 0854

At lunchtime, we sat on a bench and enjoyed the casual conversation while eating snacks purchased from the market.

Kate: “When I was a postal worker, I would often run with a scone in hand if I was short on time.”

Nica: “Ahaha, I wish I could’ve seen you at that time.”

He wiped the crumbs of scone of my mouth with his thumb and gave me a charming smile.

Nica: “I bet you were working hard if you end up with so much on your lips like this.”

After lunch, I went to the post office where I had been working until recently, looking in from outside.

Nica: “Is this where you used to work?”

Kate: “Yes. It’s closed today, but it’s usually much more crowded and lively.”

He gently stroked my back as nostalgia and longing welled up within me and my heart tightened.

Nica: “It’s okay, you’ll be able to come back again.”

Bookstores, markets, post offices, general stores, alleys, parks—

As I was showing him around London, the sky suddenly faded to red.

Kate: “This is the last place.”

Nica: “…The port?”

Nica looked puzzled, so I continued talking.

Kate: “Letters and packages sent overseas are first collected at the post office, then collected by a company and loaded onto a ship.”

Kate: “Sometimes, packages would come in after the collection had occurred, and when that happened, we would rush to the port.”

The delivery person came once every two weeks so if we missed that opportunity, the delivery would be delayed.

Kate: “By the time I’d be able to make it here safely, it was always around this time, and I would look out at the water’s surface like this.”

Looking down from the pier, the water’s surface sparkled as it reflected the evening light.

Kate: “Seeing the sparkling surface of the water made me feel like I was being rewarded for my hard work, and it made me so happy.”

Even though it was only a week ago, I felt quite nostalgic and lonely.

Nica: “…”

Kate: “Nica?”

Nica just stood there staring at me.

However, he suddenly looked away and put his hands in his pockets.

Nica: “Thank you for today. I’m glad I got to know the town where you live.”

Nica: “And seeing the robin looking happy made me happy too.”

Kate: “Huh?”

I blinked at Nica’s words, and he gave me a gentle smile.

Nica: “It was nostalgic, the ‘ordinary, everyday life’ that was taken for granted.”

(Oh…)

Then, finally, I understood his intentions.

Nica: “You always looked so lonely when you were at the palace.”

That fateful night, my ‘everyday life’ that had been so normal until just a short time ago was shattered in an instant.

Even though I was told I could return, my anxiety remained, and I was no longer able to go out alone.

I continued to pretend not to notice that I was increasingly missing my own life.

(But Nica knew.)

His kindness brought tears to my eyes.

Just as I was trying to hold back the tears, he suddenly put something in my hair.

Kate: “Huh?”

Nica: “Here you are. Thank you for today.”

I quickly checked with a hand mirror and saw that there was an elegant barrette with pearls attached to it.

Kate: “When did you buy this!?”

Nica: “It’s a secret.”

(But we were together all day…)

Before I knew it the sadness had subsided and happiness was welling up in its place.

Kate: “It's so cute…thank you.”

Nica: “Bitte. Just as I thought, it suits you well.” (You’re welcome.)

I clutched my chest tightly as it began to beat faster.

He looked at me with his eyes downcast, gently placed his hand on my cheek and brought his face closer and closer to mine.

Kate: “Nica…”

Nica: “…”

His eyes filled my field of vision, and my gaze met his as he peered at me through his long eyelashes.

(They sparkle like the water.)

His eyes, reflecting countless points of light, were as beautiful and captivating as the surface of the water at our feet.

Nica: “You thought I was just having you show me around London today, but the whole time, I was considering it a date.”

Kate: “Uh…”

Nica: “I touched your world, discovered what you like, and your smile was directed only at me.”

Nica: “It would be strange if it wasn’t a date.”

The moment Nica’s breath hit my cheek, my whole face grew hot and my heart began to pound.

Nica: “I believe you like me to some extent, but… am I right?”

He looked at me with a demanding gaze, and heat spread throughout my body.

Kate: “I, uh….”

My mind went blank, and I froze, unable to resist or accept his lips as they approached me.

However, the lips fell instead against my cheek—

Nica: “What?”

His body drifts back, then he turns and starts walking away.

Nica: “If I keep you out too long, your parents will get angry at me.”

Nica gave me a troubled smile, and my heart clenched.

Nica: “Let’s go home, Kate.”

With my heart beating even louder after being called by my name, I started walking next to him on the left.

I kept my eyes on Nica all the way back to the palace.

Part 1

Nica: “Attend a party with me.”

With those words, he took my arm and led me back to my room.

The five maids gathered in the room quickly set to work.

Suddenly, I saw myself dressed up in the mirror.

(And then Nica came to pick me up and escorted me to where we are now…)

I was dressed up incredibly quickly, and before I knew it, Nica took me to the carriage.

We were visiting a magnificent mansion.

Nica: “Robin, hand.”

Kate: “Ah, yes.”

I slipped my right hand into his left and twined our fingers together.

The people we passed in the entrance hall were wearing tailcoats and dresses.

However, while some people displayed the splendor of aristocrats, others gave off a more modest impression—

Kate: “Um, Nica…”

Nica: “Mm?”

Kate: “What kind of party is this?”

It’s not quite extravagant enough for an aristocrat’s party, but it’s too flashy for a commoner’s party.

Since it’s a party, there must have been some common ground that had led to the invitation.

However, Nica spoke up, giving insight into the lack of unity

Nica: “It’s a party where politicians gather.”

Kate: “Politicians…”

Nica: “It’s a gathering of prominent British politicians to deepen friendships.”

Looking around, I noticed some familiar faces here and there.

(I’ve seen this person…and that person was at the palace.)

However, the men gathered there were relatively young, and there were no elderly people in sight.

He must have noticed my confusion because he stopped at the corner of the entrance hall and looked around.

Nica: “This party is hosted by a member of the noble senate.”

Nica: “He’s a rare figure among elderly aristocrats, and he wants to hear the opinions of both the aristocrats and commoners.”

Nica: “Apparently, this party was held as a chance to gather influential young politicians and hear their honest opinions.”

(That’s why there was a difference between the appearances of the guests.)

The British Parliament is divided into two houses, the House of Lords, made up of the nobles, and the House of Commons, made up of the commoners.

Since the members of the House of Commons were elected democratically, most of them were people who come to the forefront and want to improve the country.

Young people with ambition who were thinking about their country and trying to create a better future.

The lawmaker who organized the party must have felt that passion firsthand and was thinking of walking alongside them.

(Even though it’s a mission, I’m happy to have this opportunity.)

When I thought about it, a question suddenly came to my mind.

Kate: “But why was Vogel invited?”

Part 2

Nica exhaled with a troubled look on his face.

Nica: “It was Dari who was invited, not me.”

Nica: “You see, we’re goodwill ambassadors from Germany, so we’re quite the topic of conversation around the palace, aren’t we?”

Kate: “That makes sense…”

Vogel’s sudden visit as emissaries from Germany…that alone is enough to generate more than enough buzz.

Furthermore, the fact that the three who arrived were so good looking, they had good reason for attracting even more attention.

More than once or twice, I had seen the palace maids ogling them.

Nica was especially popular with the ladies, perhaps due to his friendly personality.

Nica: “They wanted to hear more about Germany’s political system, but Dari didn’t want to go and forced me to go instead.”

Nica: “And it was instructed to be accompanied by a partner, so that means you’ve been dragged along for a mission.”

As I listened to the explanation, thinking that it made sense, Nica’s expression became even more troubled.

Nica: “After all, I’m merely Dari’s proxy, so it would be troublesome if I were to engage in a heated discussion, so I don’t really feel like talking about it.”

Kate: “Does Vogel get these kinds of invitations often?”

Nica: “Yeah, so many that I’m sick of them.”

Nica: “I’m here representing my country, so I guess it can’t be helped, but it’s still a hassle.”

(It seems difficult…)

I didn’t really realize it when I was talking like this, but these are people who ordinary folk like me would never have to deal with.

If I hadn’t been so unlucky as to witness the execution that night, I probably would never had known any of this.

Once again, I realized that I was in an amazing place, and in my heart I felt a sense of accomplishment.

(I feel like I’ve learned something new about Vogel.)

I didn’t notice that Nica was looking at me with a puzzled expression as I blushed.

Congressman wearing glasses: “So there are many cases like that in Germany, that’s very instructive!”

Tall Senator: “I see… Then how would Germany respond to a situation like this?”

Young woman wearing a green dress: “Heehee, Nica your story is very interesting.”

An hour after entering the venue, Nica was already crowded with people.

Nica: “I’m not that knowledgeable about politics, but it’s very refreshing to see the differences between my home country and here.”

Nica: “Thank you for the wonderful opportunity.”

Part 3

(Amazing…)

His fluent Queen’s English was so beautiful that anyone who heard it would never guess he was German.

I was standing beside Nica, impressed as he expanded on each person’s topic one by one.

Nica, who had quickly become friendly with the people there, smiled at them and gently pulled my arm.

Nica: “Excuse me, it looks like my partner’s glass is empty. I’ll go get a new one.”

Nica took the empty glass from my hand and twirled it around, grinning.

Nica: “Did you drink so much because you got lonely because I was talking all this time?”

Kate: “Oh, that’s not it…”

***CHOICES***

1. It was delicious… (+4 +4)

2. Well maybe.

3. It’s different.

****

Kate: “The drink was so delicious…before I knew it the whole glass was empty.”

Nica: “Fufu, does that mean that you’re also more interested in food than sex?”

Nica: “That’s great. I love funny people like that.”

Feeling annoyed by his teasing gaze, I took a sip of the new drink the waiter had brought me.

Nica: “Don’t drink too much, Miss.”

Kate: “This much won’t get me drunk.”

Nica: “Wow, that’s a cool thing to say.”

Nica laughed and began to examine the snacks laid out on the table.

Nica: “So how was my Queen’s English? Was it cool?”

(Of course it was cool, but more than that…)

I said what I was thinking.

Kate: “Honestly, I was amazed that you could speak it so well even though it isn’t your native tongue.”

Kate: “It’s clear you worked very hard.”

His hand stopped suddenly.

Kate: “You’re also a great conversationalist, I was impressed how you were able to get people to talk about all sorts of things while still respecting them.”

(Nica’s natural talent may be the reason he can get along with anyone.)

But that wasn’t all—I felt like I could see signs of effort.

Kate: “I’m sure that is also proof of your hard work, Nica.”

Nica: “…Well that’s the kind of life I had.”

The words he spoke didn’t reach my ears.

It just felt like the expression had disappeared from his face, so I looked over at him.

Kate: “Nica?”

And then the next moment—

Kate: “Mmph!”

Part 4

A bite-sized sandwich was thrust into my mouth.

Nica laughed loudly when he heard me accidentally make such a strange noise.

Nica: “Drinking alcohol without eating anything isn’t good for you, so I gave you something to eat.”

Kate: “Then please ask me next time!”

Nica: “Hahaha, I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

(Dammit!)

For a moment hit had seemed like his jovial expression had disappeared, but perhaps it was just my imagination.

He was still having fun teasing me.

While munching away, I looked at him with a resentful look—

Young woman with a green dress: “Sorry to interrupt you. It seems there is someone who wants to talk to you, Nica. Would you mind coming with me?”

One of the women he was talking to earlier called out to Nica.

Ahead of me was a group of men and women.

Nica: “Yes, I’d love to… You,”

He glanced my way, but I shook my head and pleaded with him with my eyes.

(Not until I finish the sandwich you shoved in my mouth.)

There was still food in my mouth, and my cheeks were puffed up like a squirrel’s.

Nica tried to hold back his laughter, but he lightly patted me on the shoulder and then left.

I was left behind, desperately trying to chew the food and swallow.

Maybe it was because of his teasing or the alcohol, but my body felt a little hot.

(Maybe I should get some fresh air.)

When I looked at Nica, he was chatting happily.

I thought it would be okay for a little while, so I left my seat.

I walked down the hallway looking for a place to go outside.

(Now if I remember correctly, the balcony was over here earlier…)

As I was walking, relying on my memory, I heard someone talking.

Well-dressed young politician: “By the way, have you spoken to the guy from Germany?”

Young politician with short hair: “I haven’t heard anything about him. I heard he came in as a pinch hitter.” (substitute)

(They’re talking about Nica.)

I instinctively stopped and listened in on the conversation between the two council members.

But the next thing I heard was a series of cold statements.

Well-dressed young politician: “He attracted women with his good looks. German men must be good at flirting.”

Young politician with short hair: “He probably doesn’t come from a special background. He talks about policies that anyone could understand and just flatters the other party.”

Young politician with short hair: “It’s a classic example… Commoners will resort to dirty tricks just to get ahead.”

Part 5

I was stunned when they started laughing about him in a mocking manner.

(What is this…?)

But that only lasted for a moment, and I could feel anger bubbling up inside me.

Well-dressed young politician: “Come to think of it, the congresswoman was flirting with him earlier.”

Well-dressed young politician: “Maybe he’s already done something for her…behind the scenes.”

Laughter echoed throughout the hallway.

(I can’t tolerate this anymore.)

Before I knew it, I was storming out in front of them.

Well-dressed young politician: “Huh? Who are you?”

Kate: “Please cut that out.”

Well-dressed young politician: “Haah?”

Kate: “The reason he can get along with anyone is because he puts in the effort. Don’t just assume things you don’t know.”

The men looked uncomfortable at my words.

Young politician with short hair: “This dame is his partner, I saw them together.”

Well-dressed young politician: “Huh?”

The man’s eyes moved from my toes to the top of my head as if examining me, then he snorted.

Well-dressed young politician: “So this is the kind of woman German men like, not bad.”

The man stepped in and grabbed my arm grinned and leaned closer.

Kate: “L-let go!”

I tried to resist but was unable to shake him off, and the other man just gave me a creepy smile.

(This can’t happen…)

Just as I was thinking that the only option left would be to stomp on his foot with my heels, the next moment—

Nica: “What are you doing?”

An arm reached out from behind me and grabbed the man’s hand, setting me free.

Kate: “Nica.”

Well-dressed young politician: “Tch, let’s go.”

His appearance sent the men running away with their tails between their legs.

When I looked up, Nica was staring down at me in shock.

Nica: “You just have to let them talk. It’s best to leave them alone.”

Kate: “…But, I can’t accept that.”

He blinked at my words, then lowered his eyebrows and laughed.

Nica: “Only a fool would stick their nose into something that doesn’t matter and try so hard even though there’s no profit to be made from it.”

I instinctively frowned and he lightly pinched my nose.

Kate: “Please stop.”

Nica: “You know, I had a really hard time without you there. Everyone was telling me all about the tourist spots in England.”

Nica: “They insisted that I go and they would even show me around, but they were devastated when I had to turn them down.”

Kate: “Oh, I’m sorry…”

At that moment, I suddenly realized something.

(Come to think of it, Nica and the others haven’t done any sight-seeing yet since they arrived, have they?)

I thought it was natural that I wanted him to know the good things about Britain, since he was from a faraway country.

(Maybe it would be good idea to give tours to the people of Vogel to somewhere.)

As I was thinking about that, Nica spoke in a bright voice.

Nica: “Oh, I’ve got a good idea.”

Kate: “?”

He looked at me with a broad grin.

Nica: “You show me around London tomorrow.”

Nica: “Just the two of us, of course, okay?”

Part 1

Darius: “So, About this matter…”

In one of the rooms, Nica Schwartz was sitting in a chair, looking at some documents.

His other half, Ring, stood with his back against the wall, listening to what their leader, Darius, was saying.

Darius: “So this is…Nica are you listening?”

Nica: “Yeah, I’m listening.”

Although he had only been briefly looking over the documents, Nica remembered everything Darius had said.

Darius glanced at Nica and then began to speak again.

Darius: “Oh, by the way, it has been decided that Crown’s fairy tale keeper will occasionally work as our fairy tale keeper.”

Darius: “I won’t bring her along to every ‘job’ out of fear that she may leak information to Crown.”

Darius: “I’ll only show her things that I wouldn’t mind if Crown found out.”

Hearing this, Ring became upset.

Ring: “Does that mean there might be times when the two of us are alone?”

However, Nica brushed it off lightly.

Nica: “It’s okay, I’ll be with her most of the time, alright?”

Darius nodded slightly.

Darius: “Nica is the most suitable of us, so I plan to have her accompany him on his ‘jobs’.”

Darius: “And it seems you’ve already had some personal contact.”

Nica smiled at Darius’ words.

Nica: “Überlassen Sie es mir.” (Leave it to me.)

--

I was surrounded by three grown men in the basement of Crown Castle.

Harrison: “Are you insane?”

Liam: “It’s not like they’ve got some sort of dirt on you, right?”

Ellis: “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Kate: “I’m in my right mind, I don’t have any dirt for them to have on me and I’m absolutely fine!!”

My screams echoed through the basement.

Harrison, Liam, and Ellis, who were surrounding me, looked at each other.

Kate: “Really, nothing happened! Don’t worry!”

Harrison: “No, it’s clear nothing has happened ‘yet’.”

Liam: “Clearly.”

Ellis: “I agree.”

Roger: “Do you guys know where you are?”

Liam was taken aback by Roger’s words, but raised his voice.

Liam: “It’s the golden rule not to listen in on private conversations, Roger!”

Roger: “I’m right here, you know.”

Ellis: “Roger is on our side.”

Roger: “As long as you don’t get in the way of my research.”

The reason these three had cornered me in the basement went back to breakfast that morning—

Part 2

Since Victor had summoned them, everyone from Crown was strangely present in the dining hall.

Victor spoke to them as soon as they all sat down and began to eat.

Victor: “As they requested, it has been decided that Kate will occasionally accompany Vogel as their fairy tale keeper.”

--End Flashback—

From then onwards…It had been pretty rough.

There had been many expressions of concern and worry about my safety as well as concerns about information leaks.

Perhaps due to their wariness of Vogel, a bit of a commotion ensued—

(They eventually quieted down when Victor said he had gotten the permission of the Queen…)

After breakfast, Harrison, Liam, and Ellis had taken me down to the basement.

Harrison stood with his back against a pillar, a serious expression on his face.

Liam was sitting on the steps, looking at me with a worried expression on his face.

Ellis had been sitting on the bed…but Roger had scolded him and he stood up.

Roger: “The Queen has given her permission, so we have no say.”

Roger: “And you agreed to do it, didn’t you, little lady?”

Kate: “Yes.”

Roger was shaking a test tube and making a suspicious liquid.

Ellis: “We’ve all been stuck on what Harrison said.”

At Ellis’ words, Roger stopped what he was doing and looked up.

Roger: “Oh, right. They’re lying.”

Harrison: “…I don’t know what kind of lie it is, but it’s better to be careful.”

Harrison: “First of all, why would they suddenly come all the way from Germany to show their goodwill?”

Harrison: “It’s more natural to think that they came here for some reason.”

Kate: “…I think getting to know them might be the key to unravelling their lies.”

The four of them all focused their gazes on me.

Kate: “And although they’re here in the name of goodwill, Crown is wary.”

Kate: “So I thought I could take the lead and deepen the goodwill.”

If they knew more about Vogel, Crown would no longer have any reason to be wary.

Kate: “Just leave it to me, I’ll be the bridge!”

When I put my hand on my chest, the four of them were stunned for a moment, but then smiled.

Roger: “If you sense any danger, tell me right away.”

Kate: “Yes!”

After I replied cheerfully, Harrison suddenly spoke up.

Harrison: “By the way, have you spoken with the three members of Vogel?”

Part 3

Harrison’s words made me scratch my cheek in embarrassment.

Kate: “Actually, I haven’t really had a chance to meet with Darius or Ring…”

After saying that, the four of them stared at each other in silence for some reason.

Kate: “? What’s wrong now?”

Liam: “…Um, I think it will be okay.”

Liam glanced at Harrison, looking uncomfortable.

Harrison also grimaced and rubbed the back of his neck.

Harrison: “Ahh… Be careful.”

--

(What does he mean by be careful?)

I left the basement and walked down the hallway to my room.

The moment I mentioned Nica, the four of them fell silent and warned be to ‘be careful’.

(Is there any reason to be so cautious?)

From Crown’s perspective, Vogel was an organization worth keeping an eye on.

(Although, there is certainly a light atmosphere…)

Although I was teased sometimes, I somehow felt at ease when I talked to Nica.

I was sure it was because he brought out the anxieties that were hidden deep in my heart.

Thanks to him, my heart felt lighter, and I felt a renewed sense of determination to do what I could in the remaining three weeks.

It was because of my conversation with Nica that I had accepted Vogel’s proposition to work as their fairy tale keeper.

(I thought that if Nica was there, everything would be okay.)

Even if I couldn’t communicate well with Darius and Ring,

I accepted the proposal, thinking that it would be okay since I would at least be able to communicate with Nica.

--In fact, I had experienced that exact situation yesterday.

(Jude made fun of me for being the type of person to fall for a scam, but I’m perfectly fine!)

I wanted to do what I could to help Crown and to get to know Vogel.

(Even if I’m teased, I’ll never be fooled.)

To gain trust one must first trust others.

So I had to start by trusting Nica and everyone at Vogel.

To do that, it was essential to know the other person well.

(Everyone at Vogel has a curse related to Swan Lake, but I don’t know the details.)

I decided to take the opportunity to get a better understanding of the content of Swan Lake, so I headed to the library.

Kate: “Alright, time to work hard.”

The moment I readied myself, I suddenly felt someone breathe into my ear—

???: “Tell me, what are you going to work hard on?”

Part 4

Kate: “Ni!”

Suddenly, I heard a sighing voice next to my ear and my body jumped forward in surprise like a rabbit.

Nica: “Ahaha!”

Nica, who had been standing right behind me, was smiling like a little boy and clutching his stomach as he tried to restrain his laughter.

Nica: “What was that just now? That was a big jump.”

Kate: “N-Nica, you surprised me!”

Nica: “Sorry, sorry, I guess you’re a kaninchen, not a robin.” (rabbit)

I couldn’t help but look sulky, but Nica noticed and returned to his usual smile.

Nica: “So, what was cute kaninchen trying to do?”

***CHOICES***

1. I won’t tell you (+4 +2)

2. Try to guess (+4 +4)

3. I have something to investigate. (+2 +4)

****

Feeling a bit mischievous, I turned my gaze towards him.

Kate: “Try to guess.”

Nica: “Well, if it’s about you, it’s probably work related right? Or—about me?”

Nica: “Since it’s you, I know the answer.”

He pointed down the hallway.

Nica: “This is the shortest route from your room to the library.”

Nica: “You, the earnest person you are, were once again trying to do research in the library to gain knowledge you need as a fairy tale keeper.”

Nica: “Maybe, could it be that you were trying to find out about Swan Lake?”

Kate: “How did you…”

The corners of Nica’s mouth turned up and surprised me.

Nica: “To fulfill the duties of a fairy tale keeper, one must know about curses.”

Nica: “Since I brought up Swan Lake yesterday, you thought you should review the story first to get to know us better.”

Nica: “Am I right?”

He gave me a confident look, and although I was taken aback, I nodded.

Kate: “That’s amazing, Nica…”

It seemed that he could easily figure out what I was thinking.

He gave me an exasperated smile as I couldn’t help but express my adoration.

Nica: “You’re just easy to understand, your thoughts are written all over your face.”

Kate: “I don’t think so.”

I put my hands on both cheeks, trying to think about it, but then I felt a light pressure on the tip of my nose and I looked up.

His index finger, which had been pointing down the hallway, was now poking the tip of my nose.

Nica: “You just don’t realize it, kaninchen.”

Part 5

Nica: “By the way, I was looking for someone.”

(I wonder if he was looking for Darius or Ring?)

As I was thinking, my eyes met with his as he looked down at me.

Nica: “The one I was looking for was you.”

Kate: “Me?”

Nica: “That’s right. I’ve come to inform you of Vogel’s first job for you as fairy tale keeper.”

Startled, I straightened up.

Nica: “Fairy tale keeper Kate’s first mission is—”

(What sort of mission will I be given?)

He usually exuded a friendly demeanor, but sometimes he had that serious expression on his face.

I imagined that the mission must have been a heavy one, so I pursed my lips.

But the next moment, Nica closed one eye and winked at me—

Nica: “To attend a party with me.”

Letter text:

I look forward to working with you.

To the cute robin,

Hey there, it’s your favorite, Nica Schwartz.

Since you’ve agreed to take the role of Vogel’s fairy tale keeper, I wanted to be on good terms with you, so I wrote you a letter.

I guess you’ll have to accompany us on our work, but I think it’ll probably be safer than accompanying Crown on their condemnations.

If there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to ask me.

I welcome conversations… about work or about personal matters.

Well again, I look forward to working with you soon, right,

Cute, cute robin?

Part 1

An alarm was blaring in my head, warning me of the danger I was in.

Kate: “…”

Nica: “Don’t you want to know?”

The whispered words were like a sweet poison, captivating me and rendering me immobile.

What was ‘done’ between us last night?

Perhaps something like what I was imagining had happened.

It was the only thing going around in my head, and it felt as if my vision were starting to spin as well—

Nica: “Pfft…Ahahahahahaha!!!!”

Kate: “Uh.”

Suddenly, Nica burst out laughing, clutching his stomach, and collapsed on the bed.

His head hit the pillows with a thud, causing the bed to bounce.

Nica: “Haa…you’re really interesting.”

Not understanding what was going on, I sat up and realized I was wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

My clothes were in perfect order, and the only thing that was a little different is that they were wrinkled.

Kate: “Huh…?”

Looking closer, Nica was still wearing his rings and bracelets and was dressed neatly aside from his shirt.

Nica: “We were talking in the reception room yesterday while eating sweets.”

Kate: “Yes.”

Nica: “Then you fell asleep. I knew it wouldn’t be good to leave you there like that, so I carried you to your room.”

Nica: “But when I tried to leave, you stopped me and told me not to go.”

Kate: “I…”

Nica: “You must’ve had a nightmare because you grabbed my hand and started crying in your sleep, so it was hard to comfort you."

(Oh, I don’t remember anything…)

I looked down in embarrassment, but my eyes caught sight of his muscular abs, and I quickly covered my eyes.

Kate: “Well, I’m very sorry, but why did you do that with your shirt…”

Nica: “This?...No, you were the one that opened it, Robin.”

Kate: “What!?”

He grabbed my wrist, forcing me to open my eyes.

Then Nica’s body came closer—

Nica: “It seems you weren’t able to see it properly yesterday, so let me show you now.”

Nica: “No need to be shy. Do you want to touch it?”

With my wrist in his grasp, my fingertips were guided from his muscular neck to his toned chest.

And then, even further…My hands were moved as if sneaking into the opening of his shirt—

Kate: “D-Did I really open it…!?”

He chuckled as I closed my eyes tightly in defiance.

Nica: “No, I was kidding.”

Kate: “Kidding!?”

My wrist was released, and I opened my eyes as I felt his presence drift away.

Nica was sitting on the edge of the bed and starting to button his shirt.

Nica: “You’re so gullible, you know. You should be careful.”

Kate: “Ugh…”

Nica: “By the way, I left the front of my shirt open because I thought you might be shocked when you woke up.”

Part 2

(That’s…)

He straightened his shirt, put on his jacket and stroked my hair.

Nica: “You seemed really anxious, just what were you imagining?”

Kate: “Oh, that…”

Nica: “Tell me, what were you imagining was ‘done’?”

He gave me a wide, teasing smile, and I screamed in my mind.

(This guy is a deliberate criminal!!)

Nica looked like he was enjoying himself as he played with my cheek and awaited my reply…

Kate: “It’s a secret!!!”

I brushed off his hand and ran to the bathroom, and that was the start of the morning of the first day of the week.

(I can’t believe something so unbelievable happened this morning…)

Just after noon at the palace, I was called to Victor’s office.

Victor: “Sorry to call you out here so suddenly…are you tired?”

Kate: “N-no, I’m totally fine!”

Victor: “Really? Well, alright then…”

I let out a small sigh and smiled at Victor, who thankfully didn’t press me any further.

After the incident this morning, I ran into the bathroom and when I returned to my room, Nica was already gone.

The only thing that remained was a note that read, ‘Let’s talk again’.

It was a morning that felt like the aftermath of a storm, but my head felt strangely clear.

It was probably because I slept so well last night.

It was the first time since I had come to Crown that I was able to sleep through to morning without waking up half-way through.

(Thanks to Nica.)

Although he wouldn’t stop teasing me, Nica did help ease my anxiety and I was able to sleep well.

As I was feeling grateful to Nica, Victor’s serious voice brought me back to reality.

Victor: “The reason I called you here today is actually about Vogel.”

Kate: “About Vogel?”

Victor: “They seem to be interested in your role as fairy tale keeper.”

Victor: “They’re curious about what it is you do to support Crown.”

Victor: “It appears that they think it would be a good idea to employ fairy tale keepers if they can be beneficial to the organization.”

My role as fairy tale keeper was only a result of Her Majesty the Queen’s kindness.

Since Crown had been able to function without a fairy tale keeper until now…

I wasn’t sure if my presence really was of much help to them.

Victor clasped his hands in front of his face with a serious expression.

Victor: “As such, Vogel has come to me with a proposal.”

Victor: “‘We would like to borrow her while we are in England.’”

Kate: “Uh…”

Victor continued his story, surprising me.

Victor: “Of course it wouldn’t be every day.”

Victor: “They would like you to work as Vogel’s fairy tale keeper any day they specify, but as you are a member of Crown, I am against it.”

Part 3

Victor: “The circumstances that have led you to this place, and the one month you will be employed as fairy tale keeper are the basis for this decision.”

Victor: “We do not wish for you to become further involved with this side.”

Victor: “If you happen to learn confidential information about Vogel while you are with them…”

Victor: “You will not be able to go back to your normal life.”

Victor nodded slowly but then looked at me and his expression changed.

Victor: “However, this is merely the opinion of Crown.”

Kate: “Hmm?”

Victor: “Kate, what would you like to do?”

I was at a loss for a reply.

(If there are any risks, perhaps I shouldn’t agree so easily.)

But I remembered what Harrison had said.

Harrison: “They’re lying.”

(Maybe working as Vogel’s fairy tale keeper will help me find out what they’re hiding.)

On a lighter note, it was also a rare opportunity to get to know the members of Vogel.

As a fairy tale keeper, it was an important part of my job to learn about curses.

And if I could obtain any useful information, I might be able to be of help to Crown.

(All that’s left is…to remain careful of my own actions so that I can get back to my normal life.)

I looked up and opened my mouth.

Kate: “Please accept their proposal.”

(First, I need to learn more about the three of them.)

After leaving the office, I searched for the members of Vogel.

Since I would be occasionally working as Vogel’s fairy tale keeper, I had to get to know them better.

What curses they have and what abilities it gives them.

What they like and dislike, their strengths and weaknesses.

I thought that the best way to get that information would be to talk to them directly, but—

(Ah, over there…)

Kate: “Mr. Darius.”

Darius: “Yes? Ahh, you’re the fairy tale keeper.”

Darius turned around when he heard his name being called.

Darius: “Did you need something from me?”

Kate: “Victor spoke with me, and I’ve decided agree to your request to occasionally work as Vogel’s fairy tale keeper.”

Darius: “…I, did I request that?”

Kate: “Uh.”

Darius tilted his head and looked diagonally upwards, then clapped his hands together as if he had suddenly remembered something.

Darius: “Aah, that’s right. Nica said it might be a good idea to hire someone like that, so he must have told Victor.”

Part 4

Kate: “I suppose so.”

He looked at me as if he were observing me, and I was slightly taken aback.

But that was soon over, and Darius turned around and began walking away.

Kate: “Oh, um…”

Darius: “You don’t need to be so formal with me going forward. We’ll probably be interacting more often, after all.”

Darius: “Also, if you need to stop me, please make sure it’s for something more important.”

I followed after him, but he walked so fast that I lost sight of him instantly.

(I didn’t learn anything…)

I was left alone in the hallway.

After losing Darius, I began looking for the other two.

(Next time, I’ll have to talk properly!)

As I strengthened my resolve and continued walking, I spotted Ring’s back around a corner.

Kate: “Ah, Ring!”

When I called out to him, Ring turned around but when he saw me, a grim expression came over his face.

Ring: “…Is there something I can help you with?”

Kate: “Yes, actually—”

When I told him that I would occasionally be working as Vogel’s fairy tale keeper, Ring’s expression became even more grim.

(…Maybe he hates me?)

When we first met at the gathering last night, and even now…

Ring always had a solemn look in his eyes.

And even now, even though we were having a conversation, he kept his distance.

Ring: “…”

There was a stretch of silence, and feeling awkward, I looked away.

Then I noticed there was a piece of lint in Ring’s hair.

Kate: “Oh, Ring, there’s a piece of lint…”

Ring: “!”

 I reached my fingers out and grabbed the lint from the end of his hair.

That was all I did—

Ring: “Ah….Uh….”

Ring: “Uaaaaahhhh!!!!!!”

Suddenly, Ring screamed, his face turning red, and he ran off at a blinding speed.

Kate: “……Huh?”

I was left stranded in the hallway again.

(…Maybe I’m not cut out to be Vogel’s fairy tale keeper?)

I left the corridor and trudged outside the palace.

(It really hurts to be left behind repeatedly.)

The thick clouds covering the sky seemed to reflect my feelings.

As I was walking aimlessly in a depressed mood, someone’s shadow overlapped with mine.

Nica: “Why are you looking so gloomy? It’s marring your beautiful face.”

Kate: “…Nica.”

The voice belonged to Nica, who looked at me and frowned with concern.

Nica: “…Did something happen?”

***CHOICES***

Tell him about talking to Darius (+4 +2)

Tell him about talking to Ring  (+4 +4)

Tell Nica you were looking for him. (+2 +4)

******

I told him about the interaction I’d had with Ring.

Nica: “Pfft Ahahahahahaha! That’s the best….As expected of Ring.”

Nica: “I’m sorry about my other half. You did nothing wrong so don’t worry about it.”

He listened as I recounted how I had gone from my conversation in Victor’s office to this point, and then he took my hand and smiled.

Nica: “I’ll tell you about Vogel if you want.”

Part 5

We walked slowly together, side by side, outside of the palace.

Nica explained many things with grand gestures and movements.

Nica: “Let’s start with Dari. He’s the leader of Vogel and is capable of silencing anyone, even crying children. Some call him the White Devil.”

Kate: “The White Devil…”

I was surprised to hear Nica mention such a frightening nickname, but he continued talking without pause.

Nica: “He loves to use his curse and acts demonic towards humans. He’s like a devil with an angel’s face.”

Nica: “Robin, Do you know of Swan Lake?”

Kate: “Yes, it’s a ballet right?”

Swan Lake is the story of a princess, who is turned into a swan by a devil’s curse, and a prince who falls in love with her.

The prince witnesses the swan transforming back into a human on the shores of a lake— and learns the story of the swan, Odette.

In order to break her curse, a man who had never pledged his love to anyone else needed to offer his love to Odette.

The two make love, but soon the night breaks and Odette flies away.

The devil used his power to turn Odile, the black swan, into the spitting image of Odette.

The prince mistook her for Odette and exchanged his vows of marriage.

Realizing he had been deceived, the prince immediately went to Odette and begged for her forgiveness.

Odette forgives the prince, and they go to the lake together…

Through the power of their love, which defies even death, the devil was destroyed and the lovers’ souls are bound together forever.

Nica: “The devil is Dari’s curse, and he can see the worst possible future for anyone he touches.”

Nica: “So, Ring’s curse is that of the black swan. He can give pleasure to anyone who holds his hand.”

Nica: “However, Ring is incredibly innocent, and turns bright red and runs away just from touching a member of the opposite sex.”

Nica: “So unless there’s a special reason~, I don’t think he can use it with the opposite sex.”

(That’s why he ran away earlier…)

Although I felt sorry for touching his hair without knowing the circumstances, I opened my mouth.

Kate: “So Nica, your curse is…”

Nica: “Like Ring, I’m cursed with the Black Swan. But our abilities are different.”

Kate: “Is that so?”

(So, the same curse can manifest different abilities.)

As I was thinking about it, Nica looked into my face—

Nica: “My ability is that when I hold hands with someone, they fall in love with me.”

Kate: “Uh….”

He was so close that our noses were almost touching, so I stepped back, but he grabbed my arm.

Nica: “It won’t work unless you already had feelings for me…but I wonder if it would work on you right now.”

His long fingers traced the palm of my hand, slipping into the gaps between my fingers.

Nica: “Shall we try it?”

Although I was almost distracted by the closely spoken words, I quickly let go of his hand.

Kate: “Oh, stop teasing me!”

I bowed slightly to Nica, who was grinning, and ran away.

(My face is hot…)

The wind cooled my cheeks where the heat was strongest.

But the feeling of his hand tracing my palm still didn’t seem to be going away.

Jude spoils the shit out of Ellis, but it’s subtle, just like how he gives Ellis a blank check for his birthday every year, he might make a comment or scoff when Ellis points out something that he likes, but he doesn’t hesitate to buy it for him. He does make sure to just leave it somewhere Ellis goes and that he’s not around when Ellis finds it though… he made that mistake once and it took him far too long to get the clingy bastard off of him.

Ellis, with Jude being his primary ‘happiness target’ will bend over backwards to make Jude’s life easier. He’ll get an extra pack of cigarettes when he runs out to the shop just in case he notices Jude running low. He also makes sure that Jude eats and sleeps, although it’s usually only by pretending he’s hungry or tired, he knows Jude won’t complain about that until he’s literally on the verge of passing out or starving.

Ellis likes to offer Jude his lap to rest on when they have to travel long distances. He knows Jude has a hard time sleeping, but he’s noticed that the few times Jude has napped while they were traveling and he moved his head to his lap, his eye bags seemed a little less dark.

Jude as is expected, refuses to say ‘I love you’, it’s mushy bullshit that doesn’t really mean anything anyway, but Ellis says it multiple times a day just to see Jude scowl and say ‘yeah, you too or whatever, ya stupid kid.’

Ellis gets depressed easily if he feels like he’s made Jude upset because that’s the exact opposite of what he wants to do, and Jude’s noticed that mopey Ellis is way more annoying than frighteningly happy Ellis, so he tries to keep his comments about disappointing things to a minimum...as long as it’s just the two of them around. If there are any other members of Crown with them, he doesn’t hold back his criticism, but puts most of the blame on whomever else is with them.

Jude is picky with what missions he chooses because he wants to make sure he’s not putting Ellis at risk with some of the hair-brained missions that Victor cooks up. That’s not to say that Ellis hasn’t accepted some of the more idiotic missions just because Victor acted so excited about it and Ellis couldn’t say no since Victor was so happy.

When it comes to injuries, Ellis takes the brunt of them. Despite Jude being the target, Ellis is fast and usually manages to leap in the way of whatever club/knife/gun is aimed at Jude. He also knows that this pisses Jude off, so he tries to make sure to take out all of the potential problems before it can come to that. (Jude doesn’t like the quack touching his man or seeing him topless.)

They tend to only sleep in the same bed when they’re on missions because there’s no prying eyes, but Ellis is no stranger to getting up in the middle of the night and sneaking into Jude’s room claiming to have had a bad dream, mostly because he knows Jude probably won’t sleep if he’s not there to keep him laying down.