The next morning.

There was a worn cloth on the arm instead of a bandage, a herbal wet cloth on the cheeks, and Keela walking in a tight way that covered her legs.

While politely declining the person offering help, he holds a bucket and returns to the river and home.

He's a great actor.

Everyone must have thought this way about the painful appearance.

Something happened with my father.

But none of them wants to enter Keira's house and blame his father.

Naturally, Keela's abuses are becoming part of their daily routine.

Perhaps there was something in the first place to draw attention to.

However, as far as Keira's hand was concerned, the abuse was also committed yesterday.

Keira herself refused to admit abuse for fear of reprisals, or a vigilante group like Muskel acquiesced in her father's actions.

Anyway, this situation, which is not pursued in depth, was convenient for us.

If Keira's father finds out that he's nowhere to be, this plan is a par.

"Well, I should probably go too."

Many villagers were already gathered at the congregation headquarters.

That's exactly what I'm asking you to do.

Hey, this way.

I was shouted at by Ibel in his usual costume and passed through the back entrance.

Passing through a place like a dark warehouse, it was passing directly beside the risen altar.

Though about 70% of the benches in the hall are buried, villagers are constantly approaching from the entrance.

It will also be a matter of time before everyone gets together.

"What's the matter, did you notice the fear?

"Me? Ha, no way."

I laughed at Ibel's words, saying I should try them.

What I'm about to do is just perform and buy time for those two to get out of the village safely.

The preparation is already over.

It's really much easier than finding the killer.

Let's get started.

"... strange"

I murmured about a few minutes after the scheduled time. [M]

He looked at me like Ibel was stunned.

"What is it? I don't suppose it's time to say," I can't. "

"The divination is already over. But there's no killer in this building right now."

"What...?

I got up on the stage and clapped my hands several times.

The villagers' gaze gathered, gradually drawing sigh.

"Thank you for being here today. I'm Rosie, Rosie Mystilia. Some of you may know, but I recently started living in this village as a fortuneteller."

"Hey, what are you doing? I thought you didn't know who did this."

I took control of Ibel, who came after him in a hurry, and I sent a gaze.

"As you all know, I'm here to find Ol Lotto's killer, whose body was burned yesterday. But it's weird. I was supposed to gather all the people in this village, but my fortune tells me there's no killer here."

The hall becomes noisy.

Those who look around, those who say they thought he was the killer, those who curse me.

The information is flooding, and at this moment various speculations are flying in.

Looks good.

"Be quiet!

Tapping a table placed in the middle of the altar, he raised his voice.

A sudden loud noise struck the silence like water.

"Thank you. I am confident in my fortunes. So there's no doubt that the killer isn't here. So I want you to look for someone who's not here."

The villagers start scrambling again.

Looking around, it seemed relieved to see a familiar person.

However, there are a few villagers who look restless for a long time to come.

There was a face in it.

"Mr. Millace. Could it have been someone you couldn't find?

"Eh, no... but that can't be..."

"What's your name? That person could be the killer."

"No! Keira can't be here! Rosie, you know Keela was obsessed with Ole!

There was a person who raised his face.

"... wait, there's no Keela, but there's no Dan. Where did he go?

That's good. That's good.

When people recognize others, they do not necessarily need to recognize the subject in view as "that is Mr. A.”

For example, it's possible from the trail.

Family, lovers, friends, anybody. Suppose that there were signs of breakfast on the table other than herself in a situation where someone was living with her.

A lot of people would say this if they asked where their cohabitants were at that time.

"... now, I should have been there in the morning."

and.

I don't actually see it, but the circumstantial evidence suggests that the person was there.

People tend to hold their perceptions to the extent they can imagine. Your brain doesn't react to change unless you pay close attention.

The change in this case is the absence of Keira's father.

Everyone sees new signs of abuse and realizes that their father has caused violence again.

Even if you don't actually see your father, and there's no evidence that the injury was caused by the abuse, the “everyday” that has been going on shows people the phantom of your father.

"Keira said she was beaten this morning too. Then he'd be home."

The hypothesis is that...

"Speaking of which, on my way here, I saw Keira being taken by a hoodie. That could be...."

Perhaps, instead of assuming...

"Then it must be Dan! It's only a matter of time before he gets caught and runs away! I can't believe you're taking my daughter... hostage!?

We arrive at the conclusion that it must be.

"Looks like we found the killer. Now, let's take a look at a man named Dan. Is there anyone who can tell us who that person is?

I nodded and listened to the characteristic that rises to my mouth.

If we get here, we'll just have to timing it later.

To impress upon myself that my fortunes are real, I wait for that time. [M]

And one of the “Muskels” rushed into the hall from the back door and went up to the stage.

Yes, I've been waiting for this timing.

Fire! I saw something big burning!

Raising your voice makes the hall giggle louder.

Following yesterday's burning, worrying air spread to the word "fire” again.

The “Muskel” man, who had been dazed for a moment, whispered to Ibel as if he had returned to me after a few seconds.

I smiled slowly at Ibel's eyes.

"Come on, it's an emergency! Reports say Dan's house is on fire! Ask for help in extinguishing the fire!

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[Author's note]

I'm sorry I'm late for the update, I'm not feeling well....

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